Kelsei Whispersong

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Kelsei Whispersong is a moonelf trader who travels with the various traders and gypsies in the Hollow Desert. She is just over 5 feet tall, a little chubby but sharp as a tack. Nothing escapes her notice and thats how she has survived so long in the desert with the gypsies that seem to travel with the change in the sands.

Kelsei knows what it takes to survive and if you ask around about her she does just that. Knowing a good thing when she sees it she is quick to make them best of good situations and she always seems to make it out on top. However she has just as quickly to know a bad thing and when to cut her losses (or avoid them altogether) and walk away.

Kelsei came from a extended family that had become oddly complacent with staying in one place. When the wanderlust overcame Kelsei, youngest daughter of 3 children, her parents and the head of the family thought that something had come over her. Fearful that a curse had overcome her they sent for a priest to purge the evil. Unfortunately they invited into their household the very evil evil they sought to purge.

After several months of living with them the priest had the ear and trust of all the heads of the family except for Kelsei’s parents who felt a darkness in the man’s soul. Giving Kelsei the key to the family’s treasure room they told her to take anything she could carry or wanted to have so that it couldn’t be used as part of the priests plans, which seemed to involve sparking a war with a friendly village of halflings, gnomes and humans. Among other trinkets was an artefact known as the Shruiabe Coin. Having taken the most powerful artefacts get parents bid her farewell and sent her away, casting several spells to assist I’m her escape.

When she returned years later, having hidden the most powerful of artefacts, she found her family home deserted and all history of her people gone.

Having travelled for a few decades she had picked up a thing or two about tacking and locating people or objects so she searched for answers to what happened to get family. After a week she found that the village who the priest was promoting a war with had a tale of an elven war party that had been beaten back by a handful of villagers and their farm tools. Curious she sought more info and was rewarded with a meeting with one of the father’s who fought the elves.

Vlaston was a man, ancient by human standards but his mind was still sharp and he could recall details of the encounters. A stranger disguised as a priest had come to then a few days before the attack and had warned them. He proved magical blessings on the farmers to make them stronger and faster than an elf. His only request was a single golden coin taken from the battlefield, the coin would have runes and etchings around the rim of it. The villagers found no coin and assumed it was on one of the elves that fled.

Kelsei spent the next few years tracking down the elves that fled but had found that all of them had settled in civilised villages and towns but had mysteriously died when their home was broken into, ransacked but with nothing stolen. The only elves, or traces of elves she didn’t manage to find were of her parents.

When she found the last of the elves that escaped she stood before her older sister who looked like a old human woman, her elven youth and long life appearing to have vanished. Talking to her sister she found out that her parent’s had died defending her, and her younger brother (Kelsies older brother) when a man who looked like priest had finally tracked them down and tried to take the Shruiabe Coin from them, when he found out that the coin was not with them he cast a spell that ripped their elven long life away from them and that’s when her parents attacked and mortally wounded the man. The man stumbled out of the house and disappeared into the crowd, a black ichor like blood dotting his path through the street. Her parents and older brother (who dealt the man the wound) died shortly after from the fights but asked her to try and find Kelsei to let her know to hide the coin away until someone worthy asks for it.

Baxter Henderson

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A relatively unremarkable child of 16, Henry has blonde hair and brown eyes that sparkle with mischief. His unkept hair, hodgepodge clothes and scrappy attitude reflect his life between families.

Unlike other children Baxter didn’t have a single family who brought him up as he drifted between families, his own flesh and blood relative’s either passed away or wanted nothing to do with him and so he found a roof where pity or mercy would provide one.

Having grown up between households, Baxter ends up in trouble. Whether it’s the city guard, his family, local gangs or city merchants he had spent time in jail before he reached adulthood.

Sarah Lune

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Sarah was born into the family of farmers. Quick of wit and blunt as a smith’s hammer she was known to get into trouble with the other farming families when she quickly outsmarted and out-paced their sons and daughters on market day. 

Not resigning her fate to be the face of her family’s market stall she has tried to find work in other aspects of her village’s life but nothing has quite stuck.

With her long red hair and hazel eyes she has had many farmers offer their hand in marriage, whether for an increase in their own land or because of genuine interest Sarah doesn’t give them much consideration before turning them down.

Ned Talksmuch

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Ned is a wandering minstrel who seems to have a habit of getting himself into trouble. Attractive and charming to a fault he can frequently be seen climbing out of windows in some state of undress. 

Ned however is fond of animals and the majority of his songs and poems are about them.

Born to adoring gnome parents he has a tendency to talk very quickly, especially while drinking or singing, which is what he does most of the time when he isn’t climbing out a window. Despite being born a gnome Ned displays very little characteristics of a gnome being just shy of the height of a normal human and resembling a young human male how he was born from gnomes remains a mystery to many.

Sir Percival Winterbourne

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Roguishly handsome, Sir Percival Winterbourne has medium length brown hair that appears to glow with red tints when the Autumn sun hits it. His grey-blue eyes are full of warmth and he carries himself with a welcoming stature.

Percival speaks with a warrior’s intellect, that is to say that everything he says is calculated, weighed and deliberated regardless if he is attending his court or walking amongst the people of his city. Aware of the prying eyes and ears in his vicinity at all times, Percival is a master strategist which is understandable considering his past.

Percival gained his knighthood and Lordship by infiltrating a rival kingdom’s gatehouse and overpowering the guards with a handful of knights. This, however, went against the orders of his commander but spared the lives of hundreds of warriors on both sides of the battle. The king, finding his judgment sound and unquestionable granted him titles and land where his now growing mass of followers now reside as his knights’ bastion.

Cordelia ‘Cordy’ Carpenter

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Cordy is an attractive but boyish young squire who works under one of the knights in Sir Percival’s court. Her long walnut hair reaches past her shoulder blades but she ties it high and close to her scalp as to be judged on her skill with a blade and bow instead of her gender.

Cordy is potentially the most loyal and dedicated squire’s that can be found in the court and her bravery has been tested a few times before in performing her duties as a squire.

She longs to strike out on her own and prove herself a knight by her own merit instead of being judged based on her gender and looks alone. As such she goes to a great deal to hide her immediate womanly appearance but will not deny her truth if questioned.

Winnifred Winterleaf

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Normally seen standing a few feet to the left of Sir Percival at all times Fred appears to be a young lady of fair appearance. Her bright orange hair is rarely seen without an old leather hat that contains the wild nest-like hair underneath. Her eyes and ears give away her elven heritage but she is normally quiet and calculating, a harmonious pairing with the knight she serves.

Prone to talking in riddles Fred is channeled chaos. Unpredictable yet powerful, she acts as Sir Percival’s court wizard.

Chad Taylor

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Strong cheekbones and broad shoulders are the first thing that people notice about chad. Hailing from a distant land Chad is charismatic and well liked by the court.

Chad is driven, almost to a fault. First to volunteer for the dangerous mission or the errand that people expect him to fail, Chad lives to prove people wrong.