Calra Aedus

Appearance
As Elves adapt to their environments, my skin has taken on a sickly pale hue, and my eyes have had their color leached, leaving behind a dull silver. Although thin even for an elf, my clothes are too ill fitted for my frame, almost like they were meant for someone else.

Personality
An altruist. After all the lesser races just cant help themselves. We elves must bring the beacon of civilization to them. Personally I give and give, but a mere three generations later and everyone forgets about the dismal situation you pulled their family from. The height of ingratitude. Alas, they cant help it. Sometimes you must cull the ones with bad traits to strengthen the flock. Their decedents will not thank you for it, but you have to do the right thing for the sake of doing the right thing.

Events of Childhood
Mother would often tell me that I was a quiet child, that she often looked around the manor for me. I would play along and say its because I was playing a game. We both knew the real reason was that it was safer to avoid Father.

Events of Adolescence
As the scion of the Aedus family, I had to learn the noble arts of being better than the other adolescent nobles. Most could claim mastery of one or two skills (poetry, fencing, malingering) but much to Father's frustration, I just could not top someone in any area. To make things worse, while Soranios was in the same boat I was in, the crucial difference was that he was better than ME. One after scoring 28/30 in archery to Soranios' 30/30, Father decided that I needed help. He sent me away to a super prestigious boarding school (which oddly I never heard about before). On the way there, barely out of town, the carriage I was in was ambushed. A man crashed in and dragged me kicking and screaming out of the vehicle. I tried to out up a struggle, but a vicious kick in the head and I blacked out. I woke up chained up in a dark cell. I lost track of time. But I know it was many years. Eventually I managed to break out.

Events before Adventuring
Finally I made my way to my town. With a stolen dagger in hand, I stalked back home expecting to get my revenge. However, the manor was boarded up and emptied out, my family vanished into thin air. After I collected my emergency stash under the floorboards of my old room, I set off to find out what happened. To know which throats to slit.