Story of a mother

 

Asharah Heke had not always been the unloving, rude and hardboiled mother she would be to Rhyan. Her story, like so many others had a very tragic core. Something she would forgive and resist. Growing up in a very strict home she would always be the black sheep of the family. It was a very cold and unloving environment for a young girl to grow up in where only the boys counted for something and the girls was to be obedient housewives living only for the sake of the men.

She would very early on refuse to step into the line and every time she would misbehave her father and mother would punish her in different ways. Yet there seemed to be no ending to her behaviour or change of ways. She would also be very rude against her family for not wanting to accept her as she was. As the first war came, her family would be slaughtered by the orcs and she would feel for the first time revealed. As the world would be in ruins after the first war she would join a rogue mercinaryforce fighting as a bandit and outlaw and would also be part in the revolt at Tyr's hand but fleeing south again when that was torn.

After the second war finally she found a place in the world she came to like, the Defias Brotherhood in Westfall. She loved it and their cause, to bring violence and warfare on the Stormwind, the town she hated. Asharah also wanted an offspring, a son or daughter she could raise with hard unforgiving hand to be a fighter in the battle. And when Terry Heke came to Westfall and joined their cause she found the perfect man, a quite tall muscular sturdy beefy man with brute force and violence was the perfect match.

Their relationship was stormy and wild but they shared a passion and when Asharah would be pregnant they had a common goal, to raise that child into a man or woman of fighting, battle, a warrior and rogue. It would also be reported that both had several affairs on the sides but it would never lead to anything.

As her son, Rhyan grew up she didn't show love to him, because a fighter didn't love, he fought, he killed and he won. She would slap or spank him when he did something wrong and when something good she would not care. Her spirit and willingness to fight the Stormwind and the church of the holy light which she hated as well would go on and on. When the Defias came under attack she would be in the frontlines, in war paint screaming and shouting. But in the end the Stormwind forces would be overwhelming and she along with several others would be captured and brought to the Stockades before being brought back to Sentinel Hills where she with several others was hanged.