Name: Caoilfhinn (Kay-lin) EvenSong
Race: Elf
Class: Druid
Level: 1
XP total: 1500/0000
Str: 9
Dex: 16 +2
Con: 13 +1
Int: 9
Wis: 9
Cha: 9
Attack Bonus: +1, +3 ranged
AC: 15/16 with shield (+2 from dexterity)
HP: 7
Equipment:
Leather armor
Shortbow (1d6)
Quiver and 20 arrows - quiver worn under backpack, closer to skin
Shield - strapped to backpack
1-handed spear (1d6) - held as walking stick or strapped to backpack
Dagger (1d4) - on belt
Hand Axe - on backpack
Holy symbol: tree of life medallion (about quarter size)
Backpack (contents below)
- Waterskin x2 (14 days worth)
- Winter blanket
- Tinder/flint/steel
- Small metal mirror
Treasure (this can be expanded upon):
Saving throws:
Death/Poison: 11
Wands: 10
Paralysis/Petrify: 13
Dragon Breath: 16
Spells: 13
Spells per day/level:
Spells memorized:
Special Abilities:
60' darkvision
Find secret doors on 1-2, cursory glance chance of 1
Description:
Caoilfhinn is small for her race, standing under the normal five feet and looking to weigh far less than what is normal for female elves. She is often mistaken for being an elven youth but is in fact over a century old already. Brilliant flame red hair grows in great waves from her head, setting off her pale skin that never seems to tan despite nearly a lifetime spent outdoors. Her striking green eyes are the only thing large about her face, the rest of her features being small. Her clothes tend towards earthen tones.
Background:
Caoilfhinn was born in the depths of the Torumilan forests to unfortunate circumstances as she would never come to know anything of her birth parents. Her father had died before her birth and her mother died bringing her into the world. The gods protected her by delivering her to new parents in the form of a mother tiger that had recently lost its own young. The tiger-mother took the elf-child for it's own, protecting it from the more savage elements of the wild and keeping it fed for the first years of its life. Eventually the young elf was joined by tiger-siblings, the small family enjoying a couple years of prosperity and peaceful days. At the tender age of 5, the elf-child was separated from its mother thanks for a weak embankment and a swift flowing river.
Again the gods must have protected her, for she was plucked out of the water by an ancient elven man by the name of FarWalker. A longtime druid, caretaker of a large portion of the forest, he thought he had seen much in his many centuries but the feral child that acted more like a cat of prey was something new to him, but he viewed it as a blessing from the Earth-Mother and with the blessing he felt it as his responsibility to care for the girl. With that, Farwalker took the girl in as his own, grateful for the centuries he had lived to give him the patience. Not only was the girl more animal than person, but she had no interest in integrating into any sort of humanoid community. With that, FarWalker decided to try a different tactic and so took the girl back out into the wild. For many years, the two were each others' constant companions while exploring the forests of Torumila.
Over the years, the girl finally began to learn some of what it meant to be an elf, learning their language, learning
some of the social customs, learning thee common language, and FarWalker even named her. For nearly a century the ancient elf and the young elf were always with each other, as close to real family as the girl would ever have. But ancient as he was, FarWalker knew that it couldn't last. With that in mind, the two took one last trip into the depths of the wilds, to FarWalker's favorite place. In a small glade, with the stars overhead and nighttime insects chirping, the ancient elf directs EvenSong to venture out into the world, to explore more than just the forests. She is told to go and see the great salt sea, to explore the vast grasslands, and to see how the various races interact with the earth.
Following that night, Caoilfhinn trekked back through the forest, gathering the small number of posessions she had and immediately left the forest. For years the young elf moved through the various lands, learning their customs and stories, and her feet eventually brought her to the edges of the Ruined Lands, the one place she had yet to walk.
In the end, only silence remains.
