- Name:Luniaelle
Race:Elf
Age:117
Alignment:I do not understand.
Strengths:Agility, Aim, site, hearing
Weaknesses:My love, cats, torture
Religion:druidism
Birth place:A pod floating down a stream
Class:Seeker
Job:Spying, painless killing.
Family:The forest
Companion: Works alone
Appearance:Translucent skin and bright orange hair. Black eyes. Large pointed ears. Small and childlike frame. Long hair covers my form.
Bio:I sleep and live above you. Into the forest you are in my domain. I leap from branch to branch and do any dirty work for the right price. Silent into the night I do my most harm.
Wealth: Plenty, but easily spent on tiny interesting objects from passing merchants or travelers. My treasure is an assortment of knick-knacks such as buttons, charms, and many human figures carved from various materials.
Techniques:Clinging to the backs of criminals and piercing their spine.
Spells: One. To cloak my canopy home.
Weapons: Small pebbles that swell when swallowed. Hairs from my head with straighten and harden to become a small pin. Sharp splints of stones.
Equipment: Twine to tie and braid my hair
Guild: So far none
Clans, Dynasties, or Bloodlines:Others of my kind are unknown. But my ears give me the idea I am a elf youngling.
Faction:I do not understand.
