Ilan

Overview
Full biography found here.

Appearance
Hair: Silver

Skin: Ashen brown

Eyes: Amber

Height: 5’6”

Weight: 130

Body Type: Wiry

Noticeable features: Ilan is the shorter side for an elf. Aside from his stature and his general appearance, his eyes are his most distinctive feature. He has a brandmark on the inside of his left wrist that he keeps hidden under a leather bracelet.

Personality
Ilan learned from an early age that nothing in life is permanent, and thus tries not to become dependent on the people around him. He is grateful for what he has, but reminds himself daily that it could all disappear in an instant. Though he tries his best to remain detached, deep down he longs for connection to others and cares deeply about the people in his life. He is distrustful of humans, and of strangers as a general rule. But he is quick to show compassion to those who are suffering. He never had an education, but he knows his letters and how to keep books, and is a generally shrewd and observant individual. Though used to making idle chat behind the bar, he isn’t much for conversation when he isn’t being paid to talk. He’s more of a man of action than a man of words.

Abilities & Proficiencies
Fighting Style: Swordsman, style of the water

Weapon Proficiencies: Sabre, dagger

Magic: Divination, mid level

Other Skills: Cooking, bartending, card reading, hair braiding, singing.

History
When a traveling merchant offered Ilan’s sick and starving parents five harvests’ yield in gold for their two children, they didn’t have much of a choice. He and his younger sister Eris were carted off from their family’s farm in the Easterlands toward the city of Norve, unsure what fate awaited them there. The journey was long arduous, one that his sister wouldn’t see through to the end; she took ill and died before they made it into the Central lands of Pveth.

When a young Ilan finally arrived in Norve, he spent years being passed between households, traded, bought, sold. He had just been sold on to another house, one whose head had a certain reputation for his interest in young boys. His master’s wife was appalled with the decision, and took it upon herself to help Ilan escape. She sent him to a dark elf fortune teller in the Norve slums. She was kind to him, like a grandmother. In the short time he lived with her, she taught himto read and keep books so that he could better help her. However in a few short years, she succumbed to a mixture of her own magic and natural aging.

Now fifteen, he was alone. Asking around for work and a place to rest his head, he eventually came to The Sundown, a tavern and inn headed by a dwarf named Oren Duskfell. Oren took him in, giving him a job and a roof over his head. Firmly believing in the value of swordsmanship and self-defense, he also began to teach him how to fight. He became something of an uncle to Ilan, and Ilan has been living and working with him ever since Oren first took him in.