Kamira was born to an ancient waternymph, who longed to have a daughter...all her other attempts at having children were frought with disaster having bore only sons, who were either killed immediately or set adrift on the rolling waters of the main river the humans used in hopes a kindly sailor would find the infant, and take him in. Kamira knows very little of her father, or if she has any brothers, who survied.
Her life was tedious and boring...or so she felt, not really quite fitting into the Nymph scene with the never-ending games. Even the art of seduction, only held her attention for a short while, finding it all to easy. She craved challenges and adventure. Often times stealing her way onto the humans ships and slipping around the decks while the sailors were below. On one such adventure, she hid herself within the cargo hold, and was carried away forever from the land of her birth, to seek her own way of life.
Kamira, found herself brought to a land called DarkCove. She slipped undiscovered off the ship and melted into the crowds. Having stole some ill fitting clothes from one of the box's in the cargo hold. She found life difficult at first, but met every challenge head on.
