A yadira formed recently. He is uncertain of his origins, speculating the will of Andaia or perhaps other lesser celestial presences. In any case, his origin matters little to him as he knows why he was made. There is a rampant darkness filling the world, and mortals succumb as easily as they resist. The gods cannot directly intervene, but an emissary like himself can walk the world as a mortal and grant aid where he can. He was born in the north, what he learned to be the forests of Greenfang, and has recently found his way towards civilization, offering aid where he can.