Etheran

Etheran - CG Moon Elf Mage/Thief
played by R. Pease

Hello let me introduce myself. My name is Etheran, or at least that is what is what I call myself at this time. My story is a strange one to be sure. My life began or at least what I remember of it 3 years ago. I was found naked on the side of the road outside Cloakwood by a gypsy caravan. I was close to death and was delirious for a week while Shialana, the healer of the gypsies tended me and brought me back to health. Chavis used his mystic powers to peer into my past to try to unravel the mysteries of who I am, and what happened to me. His attempts were unsuccessful.

Marco the leader of the gypsies allowed me to stay if I could prove a benefit to the clan. It was quickly determined that I had some degree of training at the thieving arts. For the next year I was put to work as a juggler and an occasional pick pocket for the gypsies when they made their stops. One item I managed to swipe was a scroll. I studied the scroll for over a couple of days and determined that it was a wizardly spell. What’s more it was one that I could remember casting at one time. I relayed this to Marco who sent me to Chavis who put me through several tests and was delighted to find that I was a wizard as well. Though he admitted that my training was very rudimentary

I grew quite close to one of the gypsies, a young lady called Adriana; she is a striking human who is one of the exotic dancers. We struck up a close friendship and we are rarely apart. After a year or so I was not sure if the friendship is for the sake of friendship or just to keep an eye on me.

Try as I might, I cannot seem to remember anything of my past prior to when I woke up with the gypsies. Was my memory wiped to as an accident or on purpose? That I do not know. I try not to dwell on it, but having a blank slate that stretches back for over a century is a bit unsettling. Is there a magical enchantment on me, if so, I have not been able to detect it.

I decided that I had to leave the caravan, whether it is for good or ill, I do not know. But I feel that in my soul that if I remained here, my memory will never come back. One night before a show I feigned a stomach ache and told them that something I ate did not agree with me, and I would remain in the wagon for the show. I left the following note for Marco and the rest of the gypsies.


Marco,

I cannot remain with the caravan anymore. My memory is not returning, but I feel as if I am putting you all in jeopardy if I remain here. I did not want any arguments about my departure. I thank you all for what you have done for me; I will be forever in your debt.


I ran as fast as I could into the woods and kept going until dawn the next day. I was not sure if I was a prisoner in the caravan or a guest, but did not want to be dragged back against my will.

Etheran is a good natured elf, but is definitely out for himself first. He is not sure if that comes from his own nature, or gypsy influence. He will also give to those who are in need, for no other reason that the mood strikes him. He strives to talk before combat. Combat for him is the last resort, when all talking and other actions have failed.

He is a thief at heart, and generally likes robbing from those who have the means and will not miss their losses as much. His magical arts are used by and large to aid his skill as a thief.