Male wild elf with golden skin with soft dark hair swept into a low ponytail tied with a suede band. My ears appear to have been rounded out at the tips and I have small simple hoops in the lobes but if you look closely there are many piercing holes along the edges of my ears. Eyes that shift colors between brown, green, and blue depending on the light and my mood. My build is tall with a slim waist, broad shoulders, and nimble slender fingers.
I'm wearing black britches and deep green shirt with slightly worn and scuffed leather armor on top. I have leather bracers on my forearms with a dagger tucked into a slim sheath the right one. My boots lace up to mid-calf and are made from leather with a slightly flexible sole, tucked into the right boot there is a barely visible dagger hilt. On my belt, I have a short sword on my left side with a belt pouch tied slightly behind it. Over my left shoulder I have an unassuming quiver (it's an efficient quiver) and a light crossbow in a shoulder sling hanging vertically along my back on the right side. I have a brassard on my left shoulder (smuggling tattooed on my fingers are several gray bands: 1 band on ring finger left hand (lock-picking), 1 band on middle finger right hand (theft), and 1 band on pinky finger right hand (pick-pocketing).
Born in 5874. I grew up in Sedera, Rusatar - a small village on the edge of a forest just outside of Rusatar's capitol city of Ma'akdi. My childhood was normal / average for the most part, and I spent my time helping with chores, crafting, and some farming- as was expected of children. I was always fascinated by the twinkling lights that I could see in the distance coming from a far-off town of Ma’akdi, however. But I didn’t have a chance to travel there.
In 6028, even though my village was small and remote, we heard about the ethnic cleansing happening in Olienn. Our elders tried to shelter us from the worst of the details but we still heard about some of the horrors of what they had gone through…whole cities being taken over and almost wiped out. It was very sad and we could tell that the adults of the village were worried from all the hushed whispers. We were very lucky that the only aspect of the ethnic cleansings we experienced were the occasional refugee passing through Ma’akdi on their way to start a new life.
Not long after the ethnic cleansings had stopped in 6035, I finally convinced my uncle to start taking me with him to his trips into the town to trade for goods since I was now “old enough”. Once I became more comfortable with the town and it's residents, I started exploring more on my own while my uncle was doing business. That's how I was introduced to playing cards. I was the absolute worst when I started playing. My friends told me I was horrible at controlling my facial expressions when I had a good or bad hand. They took pity on me and started to teach me ways to improve; I started playing with others at the tavern to practice what I was learning. A few years later (yr 6038), I was heading into the town without my uncle to play cards as I was getting good enough that I was able to make a bit of a profit to bring back for my village to help with things. That's when I met the eleven rogue Kiha. I found her to be enthralling. But not because she was beautiful, she was actually pretty homely looking, but because she could command a room (when she wanted to) and turn a table like no one I'd ever seen before. I decided I wanted to be just like her. I left with her that night and haven't regretted a moment of it. I still send things to my family and home village every so often but I haven't visited them in decades.
Sedera, in Rusatar
5 ft 6 in
Brown; medium, pulled back
Medium, coppery tan