<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/b6/dd/54/b6dd54938b7d32602cbe5f38d9b5bfda.jpg)</div>Araun Syolkiir, Elven Ranger<br/><br/>Born and raised in a tribe of wood elves to be a hunter, Araun comes from a line of a dragonslaying adventurer, a pre-spellplague moon elf knight, though the line mixed with wood elves. His early childhood was filled with dreams of adventure and glory, but when he set out to travel the world after living a century with his people he found that it was a dark and difficult place to live in alone. Though he is hard to trust strangers, especially non-elves, he strives to judge people by their actions and not appearances or words. He wants to see the good in others, but out of nature he is suspicous and just has to see for himself before he decides to place faith in someone. Earning his trust takes time and action, this quirk makes him somewhat awkward in social circles, despite his handsome face and graceful movements.<br/>There is no doubt however, that those who gain his trust have a loyal friend and ally in him. He believes in the accomplishments of an individual, but knows well that there is much more one can do working with others, a lesson he learned during his travels.<br/>He came to settle around a small rural community in the Dales that was home to many different races of Faerun. While he worked as a ranger for the village, he learned valuable lessons of cooperation from all the different folk there. When the community was under attack by goblins, he knew he was all but powerless alone to stop an entire raid group or tribe by himself, despite the the training with the blade he received. Instead, he shered what knowledge he had with the villagers, teaching them to defend themselves, using their farming tools and available resources as weapons against the creatures. Strangely enough, he married a local halfling woman named Trixy, a barmaid from the local tavern shortly after the event, the tiny woman proving most grateful for his deeds, and curious, even eager to explore and pursue a relationship with the elf. The two spent passionate years together, until she passed away in fever, denied the chance to grow old and happy by her husband's side. Araun mourned her for a year, carving a wooden statue of the feisty halfling that still marks her grave near their old home. After that, Araun felt that he was at a milestone and had to move on with his life, after all he still had many centuries of his natural lifespan to live out, doing the memory of her spouse and lover a disservice if he became tied down by the memory of a lost one.<br/>He traveled the Sword Coast region, a new stage of his life just beginning. After several years passed, he came to settle in a town called Greenest, south of the Baldur's Gate area. All thanks to a chance meeting in a nearby forest where he happened on a bathing beauty: the human druidess Rhiannon. It took some time until they finally found love in each other's arms, though the sparks were there since their first meeting. When the flames finally ignited, their passion and love burned hotter than any inferno, and soon the druidess bore Araun's child. They lived as peacefully as it can be on the edge of nature and civilization, in a modest cottage at the outskirts of Greenest until one tragic day, Rhiannon fell in a monster attack on the town. For the last two decades, Araun put aside the ranger and was a father and teacher to his half-elven daughter Epona, who after reaching adulthood was taken by the same wanderlust that drove her father from his first home. Understanding her feelings, Araun let her go after preparing her as best as he could, and not a week later he too knew that it was time to move on and there was nothing left for him in the small cottage that had a lifelike carving of the beautiful druidess Rhiannon gently smiling at from the garden behind.<br/>Common people and rural folks speak of him as the ranger who's hard-earned trust is worth more than any coin, and who is friend to the people who live with the land. Some of the older folk remember him and his second wife doing what they could in defense of the town, either directly or indirecty by aiding their fellow community members.<br/>In his free time and when camping, Araun enjoys carving small wooden statues and figurines or playing a pan flute when he is sure the sound won't attract any danger. For a while he contemplated returning to his tribe, but he still remains resolute on forging his own path.<br/>Recently he felt it was perhaps time to start a new stage of his life, wondering if he should perhaps travel North to Silverymoon, seek happiness and companionship once again, perhaps with a longer lived bondmate, or depart for adventures again despite his rusty combat skills.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Charsheet</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Araun Syolkiir</strong></span><br/>Neutral Good Wood Elf Ranger, Folk Hero*<br/><strong>Level 1</strong><br/><strong>HP:</strong> 12/12; <strong>Hit Dice:</strong> 1d10<br/><strong>AC:</strong> 14; <strong>Proficiency:</strong> +2<br/><strong>Init:</strong> +3; <strong>Speed</strong> 35<br/><strong>Saves:</strong> Str +3, Dex +5<br/><br/><strong>Melee</strong> Scimitar +5 (1d6+3)<br/><strong>Ranged</strong> Longbow +5 (1d8+3)<br/><br/><strong>Spell Attack</strong> +4; <strong>Spell DC</strong> 12<br/><strong>Spells Known:</strong> -<br/><strong>Spell Slots:</strong> -<br/><br/><strong>Str </strong>12 (+1)<br/><strong>Dex </strong>17 (+3)<br/><strong>Con </strong>14 (+2)<br/><strong>Int </strong>10 <br/><strong>Wis </strong>15 (+2)<br/><strong>Cha </strong>9 (-1)<br/><br/><strong>Features:</strong><br/>Darkvision 60'<br/>Fey Ancestry<br/>Trance<br/>Keen Senses<br/>Mask of the Wild<br/>Elf Weapon Training<br/>Rustic Hospitality<br/>Favored Enemy (Dragons)<br/>Natural Explorer (Forests)<br/><br/><strong>Skill Proficiency:</strong> Acrobatics, Stealth, Animal Handling, Insight, Perception, Survival<br/><strong>Armor Proficiency:</strong> Light, Medium, Shields<br/><strong>Weapon Proficiency:</strong> Simple, Martial, Shortsword, Longsword, Shortbow, Longbow<br/><strong>Tool Proficiency:</strong> Pan flutes, Woodcarver's tools<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> Common, Elvish, Draconic<br/><br/><strong>Possessions:</strong> 2 scimitars, longbow with quiver and 20 arrows, explorer's pack, woodcarver's tools, traveler's clothes, belt pouch, leather armor, a dragon's bony talon hanging from a plain leather necklace (trinket, inherited from grandfather), 10 gp, 2 sp, 5 cp<br/><br/>*: Modified Folk Hero background by switching vehicle proficiency to musical instrument proficiency.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Info</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Age:</strong> 242<br/><strong>Height:</strong> 5'11"<br/><strong>Living Relatives:</strong> His father Leonelis and mother Sylwynn (wood elves), his daughter Epona (half-elven)<br/><strong>Family Status:</strong> Widower. First wife Trixy, feisty halfling wench, passed away in illness, second wife Rhiannon, human druidess fell in combat against humanoids protecting their home and infant daughter.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> "I judge people by their actions, not their words."<br/><strong>Ideal:</strong> "It is each person's responsibility to make the most happines for the whole community."<br/><strong>Bond:</strong> "I don't know where my parents and daughter are but I hope to see them again one day."<br/><strong>Flaw:</strong> "I am slow to trust members of other races."<br/><strong>Defining Event:</strong> "I led a militia to fight off an invading army."</div></div>