Nykeln was born in another kingdom. Far away from Beqanna. She was born to a kindly mare who was too vain and far too proud to admit that she was but a mere captive to Nykeln's Sire.

Her dam taught her from a young age that appearance meant the world. Nykeln learnt at a young age that her mother was delusional. She was only young when she decided to confront her father and his band of stallions. That was where she was delivered her first taste of discipline. Her father gave her her first scar, the thick one underneath her stomach. For the first time in Nykeln's life she was quiet.

At the age of Three, Nykeln was accosted by the young stallions, it was on that day she decided to change her ways. She grew colder, stronger and more confident. But what she had growing within her was going to be her first downfall.

Friendless in the herd, Nyklen trained herself to observe. She grew to understand body language in a new light and could detect someone's emotions. She became susceptible and more of an empath. Even though a prisoner in her own home, she made the most of it.

Birthing was the worst time in her young life; the child was born lifeless and with it, Nykeln lost that little electric spark in life, but gained a whole new strength. She would leave this herd and her captors, even if it killed her.

Beauty was her downfall. So she often ignored her dam's wishes to preen and pamper, and worked hard, ran until she could run no more and forced herself to strengthen up. She became muscle and sinew and sometimes put her captors to shame.

One night, Nykeln found her mother, within in inch of her life; her father had left her for dead, even with child, she meant nothing to him. And this was an eye-opener to her mother. She told Nykeln that she was the key, named aptly, as she was her key out of the prison. But sadly, the real key to life was death and she lay with her mother as she passed. She buried her and her deceased sister and plotted and schemed her escape.

Without her mother there, the abuse took on a whole new meaning. But Nykeln being strong, being cold, she took it. She focused on what was to come. Freedom. the next time one of the stallions took advantage of her, she attacked and made her escape.

It took a year to find her way out of that kingdom, but eventually she stumbled across Beqanna. Without binds, without a cage, she feels more content. But the scars still mark her both physically and mentally.

Nykeln found herself in the Meadow, where she was met with Chantale, the undead corpse of a girl, she intrigued Nykeln and she soon became besotted with pleasing Chantale, as well as learning the knowledge of what Beqanna held. Chantale told her to steal a heart. Wandering the next day Nykeln found a lone mare. Bloodlust and want for power, want for Chantale to notice that Nykeln could do a good job, she took the mare's life and ripped out her heart. Proceeding to take the gift back to Chantale. where her precious undead queen tells her that there is more that Nykeln can do, and that is produce a child.

Come Spring, Vaermina is born, the magical born creation of the two mares.