Once upon a time, a wealthy elven trader and his kind if a bit mischievous wife wished to have a son. But they conceived a daughter instead. And so they taught her the merchant's trade and grew more affluent over time and tried again for a son. But once more they had another daughter instead. This child was unruly and ran off early in her life to adventure with humans and dwarves and orcs and komodi.

She returned about a century later with a half human child and a calmer heart. And when she returned she found not only her elder sister but two younger ones as well, one a daring rebel who spoke of learning magic and gaining power, and the youngest a prim and proper lady, with a naughtiness that bordered on the amusing.

It was about a century and a half later, when the couple would finally try again for a male child. In truth it had become something of a lover's game. They had found that they were quite fulfilled having daughters. Nor would either the husband or his wife seek to impose their will so harshly upon the grand designs of Nature itself, as to seek out any kind of conception altering magics. And that was when Zalandria was born. The fifth daughter of the Osuaneth family.

As she grew up she developed a love of exploring nature and hunting, and was given the prized bow of her great grandfather, whose name is inscribed upon Fal'Tiereth. She also discovered a love of learning and sought out new and interesting stories at every opportunity. Her third great love... Well, perhaps that's a story best suited for another time...