Character Backstories (Trina Group)

Nephenee
I am Nephenee; A half elf ranger/warlock. Both my parents are dead and I
never knew either of them. My Mother was killed by an elemental and my
Father died of old age but I never saw him after my Mother died. I only know
that my Father was a paladin and served a very high ranking person in the
human world. I also know my Father came from a noble family and had
considerable wealth and power in his own right which he has left to me, his
only heir, if I can only find his home. My Mother was a Highborn Elf with a
number of enemies apparently, as she died well before her time. I was raised by
two elves in seclusion and only they know where I am from. I left them to
search for my Mother's home, even though they advised against it. I also need
to find my Father's home but I have no clue where to start. I'm hoping if I track
down one, I can find the other. My familiar is an Owl named Hedwig and he is
my very trusted companion.

Faltreor
My parents and history are unknown to me. I was found by Elves in a wooded hill with
a few seemingly common items and parchment of only three words, "Faltreor, forgive
me".
The Elves who found me (Folluin & Imryll) assumed Faltreor to be my name, and the
note to be from my mother. They took pity on me and took me into their home and
raised me with the Elves until I was the age of 17. By this time I knew that I was
different. I knew only that I am half Elf and half human yet, something else - with eyes
of gold and darker skin with a reddish/coppery shimmer, which, upon closer inspection
appeared almost scaly. I was strange to most, an outsider, and I had but one friend - a
kind and beautiful girl named Nithroel. One day a human trader who had come through
our village found Nithroel on the outskirts of the village alone. This trader attacked
Nithroel, striking her and she collapsed to the ground. I had been nearby and came to
her defense, filled with a rage I could never have imagined. I forcefully pulled the man
away from her and in that moment I felt a surge of energy course through my body I had
never felt before. In the blink of an eye, bolts of blue light ran through me and into the
man, lighting up his body as if from the sky. He did not die but was close to death. In
that moment, although I'd protected Nithroel, she became frightened. The elves who
raised me became frightened. Everyone in the community was afraid. Even I was afraid. I could not understand
what I had done, how I had done it, what I was.
Before long there were rumors of banishment and there were rumors of violence against me. I left that day into
the wood to the place I was found with only the items I had been found with, to live in solitude...to meditate, to
try to understand who and what I am.
In my solitude and on my journeys, I have uncovered links to my past and learned much. One such link was
through a scroll with hidden writing that, once revealed, told a story:
In the hidden mountain of Khydill, Iilsraa of Ailwyn sought the Dragon's Eye stone.
In a cave of gold the eye was seen; through scales of red, the eye did see.
Ailwyn, now turned to ash and bone, all but for Iilsraa and all hers to come,
Forever bound by the fire and blood of Ilreor.
I believe this is the story of my ancenstors. I believe I am a descendant of Iilsraa of Ailwyn. I now seek
knowledge of my beginnings and the dragon’s eye stone. I am now ready to continue that journey in the
company of others.

Arkhan
Arkhan was born in the Endless Waste. His family was a poor family that
lived at the edge of Almorel. At about the age of 5 or 6, his family was
killed by a small horde of undead. The horde killed many that night before
finally being stopped. When later investigated it was found that a local thief
had stolen from a tomb had been guarded by the horde. The horde was in
search of the stolen artifacts when they attacked. The thief was found, and
hung for crimes against the city.
Arkhan having no living relatives was sent to the temple of Pelor to be taken
care of.
When he came of age Arkhan decide to follow the teachings of Pelor.
Finding he didn't have much of a knack for the healing prayers that were
taught most often, but truly had a knack for the more fiery magic when they
were taught. Finally graduating as a Sun-touch (light cleric). Pleading to aid
other against the undead.
He set out on his adventuring life by heading to the west, having heard
rumors of undead
that direction.

Mazikeen
Mazikeen Faye is a 130 year old High Elf Wizard. She is 5'2"
tall with silver skin, blonde hair and gray eyes. (Strange
combination - just saying) and is VERY adept at using magic.
Mazikeen has a soft heart and a kind soul and loves all
creatures. She has two companions; Lupin a Dire Werewolf
and an extremely large rat. Lupin is in search of his stolen
cubs and Mazikeen is attempting to help locate them. The rat
was a happy surprise and she often carries him so he won't
get injured.
Balduin
Due to a chance meeting you don't necessarily know
too much about Balduin. but the way he seems to
wield magic and sword in unison leaves the impression
that he has been trained from a young age to do so.
The way he seems to carry himself shows that he
came from background of combat and turmoil. He's rather quiet about his past
but is never afraid do say what needs to be said and do what needs to be done.

Cermit
This is Cermit. I am a 38 y/o Lightfoot Halfling Rogue with
fair skin, auburn hair, and purple eyes. I do not let my
emotions cloud my judgement or thinking. My love for
treasure has put me on the wrong side of a pirate captain
who has chased me into seclusion. It was during this
seclusion that I found something wonderful. But once I
know a secret, I don't share it with a single soul.
And always remember:less theafy theafy, more sneaky
sneaky stabby stabby.