Becna is a ginger that tries to look like she is about nine jears old. She always seems to wear a set of clashing clothes, often in bright colors.

Background

Never having known her mother, Becna grew up in the smithy of her father. He didn't have much time to pay attention to becna, so she grew up toying around with the tools and resources her father could spare her. When her father uexpectedly died, the guild traders supplying his smithy wanted to take Becna as a slave. It took Becna a lot of pleading to convince the traders not too, and even that only worked after she promised to take over the job of her father.

Becna already had a bit of experience with smithing, so her first attempts were not totally useless, but when the traders came back they said Becna did need some improvement if she wanted to stay self supporting. Benca managed to survive a few other visits like this, but after a year or so, she made some terrible mistake forging the steel. When she noticed she started to work desperatly to fix the mistake. The sword somehow came out way better then usual, and after that every sword she made was at least of similar quality.

It was only later that she realized that the strange golden light that had guided her those days was hers, and how much luck she had that the smithy was reasonably seperated from the rest of the oasis. Now that the guild knew her as a dependable source of income she had again the freedom to experiment with her childhood fetish, bombs. That is, until the beginning of 768, rising wood, because at that time the guild said they had work for Becna at Taserin and if she would please follow them there.