Elebor

Appearance: I am 5’11” tall and 21 years old, with light skin and shoulder-length platinum blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. I have relatively somber green eyes. I wear green robes with a faded golden insignia on the front, an artifact from my past.

Background: Not so long ago, there was a powerful elven mage named Darvil, who secretly practiced necromancy and other dark magic. He led a cult of mages that followed his every command, but he was betrayed by an unknown follower, his body stolen and hidden. Before his death, Darvil cast his soul to the nearest newborn elf. His magic was haste, and he accidentally bonded with me, a half-elf, so his control is only partial, only apparent near his remains. His cult stole me as a child and locked my in a room for 20 years of my life. In that time I only had a set of bagpipes to entertain myself and used my natural magic to become a Bard. I was mysteriously saved by a deity of music and fled as far as I could, using a fake name. I was arrested for playing my bagpipes to attempt to repel a manner of the cult who found me. Darvil wants to take control of my body, which he can only achieve if he finds his remains, probably near where we are exploring. He then wants to find an kill his murderer.