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The Wizards Guild of Devardec |
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Name: Trelawny R ace: ElfC lass: SorcererC itizenship: DevardecL evel: 12!G uild Level:11B orn: yesT emple: noneH ousehold: none
Personal History: When I was young, I was raised by people I knew were not my kin. They were kind but not affectionate nor effusive with emotion. It wasn’t until last summer I was told that my father had died recently, and had until that time, hired these people to nurture me. He’d fathered me with a woman who was not his wife, and was embarrassed or shamed, I don’t know. His sealed letter saved for the occasion of his death was left with the people who raised me. It said, in short, “you are a lovely girl and the only child I have, as I am an habitual adventurer and you are born to a frightened single mother. Your destiny is uncertain, but if you have half of my stubborn nature and half of your mother’s charm, you will succeed in your own way with the beauty our Creator sculpted.” This was not so much a sad statement as a challenge to me. There were other tedious suggestions in this last and lame monologue, and if I find the time or make it, I will see what it was he was going on about in a city called Devardec. Regardless, I will survive.
Favorite Saying: Timing is everything. Favorite Spell: haste Favorite Drink: Lemonade & Guinness Favorite Food: scones
P et Hate: hunters that can’t manage what they lureH obbies: languages
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