Osiris was born a Blood Elf, his clan of fellow elven blood are located deep in the Crimson forests of the Nether realm. Due to the harsh estranged environments and constant hostilities, these conditions have made this race of elves an attack first and ask questions later type.

Despite their battle hardened demeanor, scar story ridden body, and their blood orange like eyes. This elven race of warriors love a good gathering amongst strangers and kin alike, bringing their famous Crimson Soul Tea to such events.

Crimson Soul Tea is made from the roots of crimson trees, spotted mushrooms, sugar cane, and filtered through Soul Sand that is boiled into a kennel over the sweltering lava within the Nether. The sweet blood red tea has been known to temporarily place the drinker into a dream like trance, this state of mind allows them to live others memories due to the filtering of the soul sand.

These elves are highly secluded most of their lives, a little green goblin managed to locate them, but not after having to be rescued by the elves this little critter so surely sought after being surrounded by Hoglins...and after having to leap over many lava pits...and dodge fireballs...and hide from Piglin scout parties...

Upon its rescue, it quickly handed them a note from a maiden by the name of Log...they accepted...