<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/b6/dd/54/b6dd54938b7d32602cbe5f38d9b5bfda.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Araun Syolkiir</span></strong><br/>Neutral Good Wood Elf Ranger<br/>Level 1<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/><hr/><br/>Araun was way past his usual patrol route outside of Greenest, the circles he strode to make sure nothing unwanted got close to the town without being noticed growing ever larger in the last couple of years. Especially now, with little Epona a grown woman and having set out on her own journey, there wasn't much keeping the ranger here anymore. He noticed he kept going out further each day, and felt that it would be soon time to leave the cozy little cottage at the edge of Greenest that he knew as home for more than two decades now. It was simply no longer home with him alone there. He was always home in the wilderness he knew, he easily knew how to stay alive and go unnoticed out there, the house he knew, represented something more than a shelter and protection. It meant family, and with the loss of his wife the closest family he had was his daughter, half-elven and beautiful, so much like her human mother was.<br/><br/>No, Araun decided. That cottage wasn't home anymore. He never considered it his, it belonged to her wife who was a druid and worshipper of Chauntea, a caretaker for the fields and lands throughout and around Greenest. A woman he happened upon by chance, and slowly grew fond of as they learned to understand another. Much the same happened with the folk of Greenest, taking a long time until they got to friendly terms. They didn't treat him any differently than any neighbor now, in fact he was welcome by people that he aided and saved during the years. When his wife fell in a monster attack, he stayed here, in her house to raise their child and he was thankful that the townsfolk were helpful enough to help with the difficult task, wether it was a gift of fresh milk or baked bread from time to time or someone looking after the little girl when he had to go out only to return to a crying Epona looking for her daddy.<br/><br/>This was all the past now, and Araun resolved that he had to start a new chapter in his life. He held himself back in the last twenty years, not taking unnecessary risks and avoiding fighting when possible, always thinking of his daughter first. But now she was out there looking after herself and there was nothing tying him down. For a brief moment, he considered simply keeping walking one way and seeing where the wind would guide him. He shook his head. He owed these people more than just running off without a word. He'd finish his patrol, like usual then talk to the governor tomorrow morning.  Perhaps leave a few pointers for whoever would pick up after him.<br/><br/>He climbed a small hill overlooking one of the roads leading to the town, not revealing himself even as he left the cover of trees. Overlooking the paths he spotted movement, travelers perhaps. The sun was still up and monsters were more active during nighttime, and wouldn't take the road anyway. There didn't seem to be a caravan or any animals either. Strangers to town perhaps? The elf furrowed his brow. They better not bring trouble with them.<br/>Deciding he covered enough ground, he vanished between the trees like a forest ghost, circling down towards the road below to intercept whoever it was that approached. By the time they had a chance to notice him, he was almost on the edge of the road himself.<br/><br/>"Hail traveler! You are drawing near Greenest, so state your intentions! Are you friend or foe of the goodfolk, for those of ill intent are not welcome here!" he spoke aloud, in the common tongue of men.