The Heroes Rest- Neverwinter Fan Site

Born to a Waterdhavian merchant and a sun-elf princess, Fhastina walked away from privilege to follow Torm’s call for balance. In Neverwinter she serves as a quiet but unyielding force—speaking mercy and justice in the same breath.

My father, a merchant of no small ambition in Waterdeep, taught me the mathematics of my trade; my mother, a sun-elf princess, taught me the elegance of silence. Between them I learned that grace and calculation may coexist, though never comfortably. In my youth I lived among finery -- silks, scholars, servants -- until I saw how privilege disguises decay. It was then that I felt the call of Torm; justice not as vengeance, but as balance. For what is faith if not the courage to weigh the soul of every creature, even one's own, upon the same scale? I have come to Neverwinter, where law is wielded as both sword and mask. Lord Neverember governs as one who believes destiny can be purchased, and perhaps for now that belief sustains the city. Yet I know of a crown chosen by itself sits uneasily upon any brow. My purpose is neither rebellion nor obedience, but correction -- the steady hand upon the trembling heart of justice. For oppression, whether born of gold or godhood, is an infection that spreads until someone dares to cleanse the wound. So I walk among merchants, soldiers, and beggars alike, unafraid to speak of mercy and order in the same breath. Should the blood line of Nasher rise again, let it find the city already healed -- not by kings, but by conscience.