Taireeda Bumgrumflyn

**SUMMARY:**

Bartender and owner of the Drunken Dodo Tavern, Taireeda is both fierce and determined. She stubbornly runs the well known, and rather rowdy Drunken Dodo Tavern within the “Grefblorg Palace” itself; said to house the Zelgorian Tribe’s finest Ales. An avid hunter, and a fierce crossbow hotshot, Taireeda is one the Tribe’s most tenacious individuals. She has held the top record inside the Shooting Gallery quite a few times, although lately her title faces more and more competition from Taya, the young human girl who was rescued after being found orphaned in a nearby village.

**BACKSTORY:**

Taireeda’s life started out simple enough, the only daughter of the working class Bumgrumflyn family. Her mother, Jaydeera, lived as an Herbalist and part-time cook for the local tavern “The Mighty Huntsman”, and her father, Korbok, was an experienced logger, working under Yoehagor Bripclaw the Woodkeeper. Taireeda however did not know her father very well, working out in the field Korbok spent a great deal of time hauling timber out of the Great Redwood Forest, north of the White Shoals. The few times he made it home Taireeda often found him to be exhausted from work; so only a few meaningful moments stand out in memories between dad and herself.

By the age of 8 Taireeda’s father was taken away from her, a group of raiders from the Denigayi Tribe of the Eastern Deserts, seeking the High Quality lumber and equipment the loggers possessed, launched an attack on his logging camp. It was a mostly peaceful morning, huge Redwood logs lined up along the shore, while workers busily loaded freshly cut timber onto Zelgorian Barges. There had been one near miss where a log which wasn’t secured properly before loading almost crushed a man, but Korbok managed to pull him out of the way just in time.

It was roughly 10am when the raid began, arrows flying out from beyond the woods; Bargemaster Keythor Burrgak was hit in the head almost immediately. Several Zelgorian Security Guards rushed to return fire during the chaos and a firefight broke out, bolts and arrows flying across the beachhead. ZSF Security put up a good fight, but the 3 of them were no match when Denigayi Hyaenodons leaped over the bushes followed by a mounted Mantis... the defenders were cutdown almost instantly. During the crossfire Korbok darted to protect a fellow logger who had been hit in the side, a young Zelgorian named Grebul Lonktay, a father of 4, when he himself was struck twice with Denigayi arrows... one in the chest and the second in his left lung. Korbok lay there bleeding, still shielding Grebul who soon passed out from the sight, as the assault raged on. The raiders soon captured the beach and almost as quickly as it had started the battle came to an end, 4 Zelgorian logging barges were stolen along with virtually all of the equipment and resources the thieves could stow aboard. Korbok’s body lie motionless, Grebul still unconscious beneath him, soaked in blood. He awoke hours later in the freezing cold of night, horrified by the sight affront of him he ran back to the camps, there he found just a handful of other survivors from the attack. Rummaged and pillaged the camp was a mess, clearly the Denigayi intended to leave nothing valuable behind. Several days later a search party arrived and rescued the survivors, Grebul returned back home to the White Shoals with horrible tales of the drama that unfolded that day... to Jaydeera he brought the awful news, of the heroism her husband had shown in his final moments.

Taireeda was deeply shocked by her fathers death, forever remembering his courage and bravery. However her misfortunes didn’t end here, for at the age of 14 an incident occurred of far greater trauma. Following Korbok’s death, his widow Jaydeera had to significantly pick up her labor to continue to support her family... working full shifts for the tavern, then venturing out ever further to gather higher value herbs and medicinal plants. It was on one these trips that Taireeda and her mother encountered what’ll likely remain the worse memory of their entire lives.

Deep in the heart of Bloodfall’s Hallows, a lushly forested jungle Northeast of the White Shoals known for it’s rare medicinal plants and glowing red crystals; Jaydeera and her daughter were hard at work collecting plants for sale in town. Their Equus, Mr. Bimples, sat with the wagon-cart a fair distance away. So far so good, the area Jaydeera found this week was loaded with high value plants, a few more hours of gathering and she’d be able to head back home fully stocked. Taireeda hated collection days, complaining plenty while she was out there, but deep down she knew how important these trips were to her mother so she always did her best to help out.

Just passed 5:00 a sharp bang rangout, the scream of a Revolver, followed shortly by a loud howl of pain... Mr. Bimble’s shrieks were nearly deafening as he lay there on the ground kicking and rolling. A bullet slamming through his neck had pierced his main artery... behind roared the callous laughter of a group of men. “Did you see the way he shrieked!” Taireeda rememberers hearing, as the voices boomed in the background. 4 men emerged from the shadows behind Mr. Bimbles still writhing body, their fashion was not of any recognizable Tribe or clan. Mismatched and almost completely random, the only uniform aspect of the gear being how heavily worn and used it all was. Human, each of them, by the looks and stench they were good for nothing else but bandits.

“Where do you think you two lovely ladies are going now?” Chuckled what appeared to be the bandit’s leader, a horrible smirk crossing his hideously scarred face. The men circled to trap the two women, Jaydeera turned to her daughter and screamed “Run!”. Taireeda looked stunned, just a bit terrified even, before shouting “I won’t leave you mom!”.