<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/nE7qQ2T.jpg)</div><strong>Idylai (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2108119)</strong><br/><br/>If one had to describe Idylai in a single word, it most assuredly would be 'weirdo' - even among other elves, to say nothing of human realms. This, of course, is entirely unsurprising, given her origin: daughter to a reclusive druidess and a passing fancy of hers, Idylai spent the entirety of her youth within the confines of the Sanos forest, with animals and more affable fey such as pixies, dryads and fauns making up most of her social circle. The rest of it was gnomes from the local communities of that restless folk, which wasn't necessarily any better.<br/><br/>Yet to choose her calling and brimming with curiosity about the outside world, the young elf decided that she would undertake a piligrimage of sorts to the nearest elven states, Kyonin and Mierani forest, starting with the latter as the closer of the two. To that end, she and her friend Yon, a wolf from a pack that lived next to them, sailed down the Yondabakari river along with a group of gnomish traders, disembarking some two thrids of the way to Magnimar and heading north to Sandpoint, at which point she found herself in the middle of the whole Thessalonian legacy excitement and inevitably got side-tracked.<br/><br/>One beneficial side effect of this was that the influx of strangers made it much easier for her to fit in, at least to a degree. Although the combination of affectionate demeanor, beauty and serene patience helped Idylai make favourable first impressions, her lack of familiarity with so many things others took for granted lent itself to various awkward situations, sometimes exacerbated by the girl's absent-mindedness with regards to 'trivial matters'. Well, at least the patrons of the inn she was staying at seemed to approve of her predisposition towards forgetting to put the entirety of her attire on before setting out, especially when it was something like a skirt or a shirt missing rather then merely the second stocking. The other relatively common issue that has kept tripping the locals up was Idylai's casual acceptance of violence and death. Apparently, tales of her youth could get a little too morbid by local standards, and also rather uncharacteristic for elves, who usually feel transience of the others' existence more acutely than that of their own.<br/><br/>Regardless, her stay in Sandpoint so far has been a positive experience full of new impressions, so Idylai has been considering extending this diversion further before heading further north along the coast.