Daughter to Baron Jordan Riley, a rich with much land. Aislynn was sheltered from all that was around her this was how her father wanted her. Pure, innocent, and his prized treasure for always. This would change drasticly because Jordan was fond of gambling. One night he was loosing terribly to the point all he had left was his home and his daughter. If the roll of the dice went wrong he would owe Thomas, more gold than he owned. Alas the fates did not favor Jordan and he lost. Thomas knowing Jordan didn't have any money left gave him two options. One to part with his daughter, or with his life. The following week Aislynn was packed and on the road to Thomas's Manor. The coachman made a stop in the woods to relieve himself, but found himself with a blade through him instead. The theives ransacked the coach finding Aislynn under a large silk blanket. The head theif thought she was pretty enough to get him a pretty coin. He brought her to slave market, and recived his pretty bag of coins and went on his way. Aislynn began to loose all hope of enjoying a happy life ever again. so she waited for the fateful day where she would be sold. A week passed and a priestess of the flames saw her, not only her, but her potential. A shapeshifter, who possesed the gift of the flame. This priestess bought her, and brought her to the temple. Here a man branded her upper thigh with a flame mark, and igniteing her locked powers.

She soon started training day and night how to work all the flames. Green flames for healing, black for poisin, orange for antidotes, violet for truth, blue for life, yellow for protection, red for attacking, and white for purifaction. The priestesses were pleased with her rate of learning, and soon came the day to start the initiation of Aislynn into priestesshood. She would first start by bathing in all the flames, and if she lived she would then give up her last name, and worldly possessions. Aislynn bathed in all the flames, and as she finsihed the last one the temple was attacked. The temple was attacked by demons that killed left and right. One was blood thristy in the literal form of the word and tried to drink from Aislynn. This cause him to be engulfed in flames alone with all the demons who touched him or her. The panicing demons scrambled all over causing the temple to catch fire and start to burn down. Aislynn was still bleedning badly when she was pulled out by one of the priests who tried to heal her. He succeded and fell dead from loss of blood and energy. Aislynn had pssed out before the priest had died.

When she woke up the next day she looked about her, and found herself on a bed in an unfamiler bed. Not only that she couldn't remember anything from before that moment of her eyes opening. The only clue she had was her name on a charm that hung around her neck, and the brand on her upper thigh.