Variel The Spectral Wind

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Name: Variel

Alias: Spectral Wind, Shade

Age: 21

Race: Half-Elf

Height: 5'10

Weight: 160lbs

Build: Athletic

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Class: Arcane Trickster (Rogue/Bard)

Favored Weapon: Daggers and a rapier.

Spells: Mage Hand, Ghost Sound, Message, Summon Instrument, Disguise Self, Hideous Laughter, Magic Mouth, Silent Image, Sleep, Ventriloquism, Alter Self, Darkness, Enthrall, Glitterdust, Hold Person, Invisibility, Pyrotechnics, Blink, Deep Slumber, Displacement, Major Image, Hallucinatory Terrain, Greater Invisibility, Shout, Mislead, Persistent Image, Song of Discord, Animate Objects, Irresistible Dance, and Greater Shout.

Appearance: Tall and slender, his ears are slightly more pointed than the norm for Half-elves. With this fact he is often mistaken for a full blooded elf. On his left ear he has a series of 4 piercings, the tip of that same ear appears to have been ripped off by a clawed creature. His hair is blonde and his eyes are green. On his forehead is branded an Exiles Mark from his time as a slave to a barbaric tribe of Elves, and on his right hand is a similar mark from his time as a common criminal among humans. His attire is generally loose fitting and he wears several bracelets of gold and silver as well as three rings on each hand.

History: When he was born, Variel was branded an abomination by his Elven father. His mother wanted to take him under her care, but it wouldn't be allowed. He was brought deep into the forests and left in a ruin to die alone. However a band of pilgrims in search of artifacts heard his cries and went to him, taking him with them back to the city of Talon Cove, a port city along the southern coast of the continent. He was raised there until manhood, never really having fit in or been one to keep to the rules, often being caught stealing bread or even money. When he was young, around the age of 12, he found he had an affinity for the arcane. He was unable to learn to master this by the Magi's Circle, however a local sorcerer had taken a liking to the young half-elf and agreed to teach him what he could. Here Variel learned multiple spells to trick and confuse those who may oppose him. One day he was caught stealing from a noble's caravan, being new to magic still he was unable to escape and he was branded with the mark of a thief on his right hand and cast out of the city. From there he took to the forests, preying on trade caravans for survival. He spent four years living like this until he was found by a nomadic tribe of Elves. They took him as on of their own, but it didn't take them long to discover his true lineage as a half-elf and branded him an Exile with a mark to his forehead. Once again homeless, Variel found himself wandering from city to city, building a reputation for himself as one of the world's most wanted criminals, renowned for eluding capture and seemingly impossible escapes when he was captured. When he travels he takes on the disguise of a wandering bard, playing his lute in taverns while he studies the nobility and their habits and mannerisms.