Sands of Nobility

Updated look from (Among the Nobility):

(Warning: Long backstory ahead)
I'm Sammybree, blinded at birth, taunted by the voices in my head, I struggled to grow up a normal life. People told me I was blind because I was blessed by Kormir when I was born but, there must be something more to it. I was abandoned and offered up for adoption because my parents couldn't afford to keep me. We lived day to day in the hot sanded area of the Elon Riverlands. I was adopted by a wealthy family all the way in Divinity's Reach. When I boarded the ship my parents said goodbye to me, eye filled with tears, and I promised one day I would be back to see them and my homeland.

Years passed and the voices became more hushed as my mental willpower grew stronger. Joining the Order of Whispers, they promised to help harness this "gift" which I saw as a curse my entire life. I may be blind but I can still "see" as long as I have my eyeband on. Every living thing is a spirit in my eyes, white and whispy, if I focus. Riel told me that I see through the mists as if my eyes are in that dimension but my body is here, on Tyria. She told me perhaps one day, I will mend my wounds. I got my first assignment with Tybalt Leftpaw after I found him posing as a apple merchant, and it was a success! It was hard to track down Demmi Beetlestone for Tybalt, but for me I saw her footprints in the ground easily. Just like the spirits I see, there was a mist like smoke coming from every footprint, I guess I may be cut out for this!

My vision is improving everyday and my combat as well. As I grow in my ranks within the Order, I still frequent Divinity's Reach see my family and friends, especially Lord Faren he's been my best friend for as long as I can remember.

Years passed and I finally met Rytlock, the Blood Legion Tribune! I've read a lot of Charr history books back at the Chantry, although I miss words and letters here and there I still think I have a decent grasp on Charr culture and customs.

After a successful mission together he cheered and called me a Renegade. Renegade? The word carried so much value but I didn't understand why. That night the voices were very intense, the voice was a Charr but who, and why were they speaking to me? "What do you fight for?!" That phrase kept repeating over and over in my dreams. The last voice I heard before I startled awake was "Let me in..." I gave into the voices and experienced something I can hardly explain. I was floating above a battlefield, fire and smoke everywhere. Then suddenly was plunged into the earth, through rock and dirt. As I woke, covered in sweat, I realized I could see naturally, as my eyeband lay on the table beside me. I have changed... I can see.... the Renegade is who I'll be