<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/78/4f/62/784f62e449c1d5b3006c49910e87d2ea.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: French Script MT;"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">Character Basics</span></strong></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Evayne Nightstar<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Defenders of the Hand of Seldarine<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Wood Elf<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Heir<br/><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: French Script MT;"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">Character Appearance</span></strong></span><br/><strong>Height:</strong>5'2"<br/><strong>Weight:</strong>103 lbs<br/><strong>Hair Color:</strong>Auburn Red<br/><strong>Eye Color:</strong>Emerald Green<br/><strong>Build:</strong>Lithe and athletic<br/><strong>Distinguishing marks:</strong>Tribal tattoo upon her forehead<br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong>Personality:</strong>Carefree and bright had been words to call Evayne Nightstar, something one would not believe when knowing who her father was.  It's clear being about here for only a few moments dispels any thought she is cast from the very same fold as her father.  She is engaging, and a risk taker to near the point of foolishness.  Her raw skill and ability with the thinblade has saved her, and inspired others to rally behind her in what seemed to be insurmountable odds.   She is warm, open, and engaging and treats all she meets with kindness and respect, to a fault her father often says, and criticizes she has much to learn about being a leader.  It is ironic as much of the relationships which have been built for the Hand have come about because of Evayne selfless effort and work.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>History:</strong>Evayne was born to her father Larrel, an archmage of great renown among the Tel’Quessir, and the Wood Elf Myra from the Silver Wolf clan.  One of the few secrets her parents never kept from her was how intolerant Myth Drannor society had been of their marriage.  Her father had made a name for himself, and his mother had been spending most of her political capital for a marriage match with a Sun Elf family of high nobility.  Instead he got a child upon a Wild Elf and ruined what had been a promising future for him in the capital, especially when Evayne took after her mother's heritage instead of her father's.<br/><br/>However, Evayne was not one to let such negativity turn her bitter and resentful and used it instead as her drive to improve herself.   As such she was not disappointed when she displayed none of the magical talent of her father's, but intensified her martial training skills.  While proficient with the bow, her mother had far better aim and an archer's eye than Evayne ever would.   It was with the thinblades she came to find her true calling.  The famous bard Nrymyn Glynqen composed a ballad from watching Evayne training one day with her twin blades, a piece which had become iconic and required study at the bardic collage of Fochlucan.  While neither of her parents wished it, Evayne joined the famed Knights of Cormanthor, patrolling the Elven lands as her parents had done before her.<br/><br/>Despite her best efforts, Myra never could fit herself into Myth Drannor society.  Either with casual or purposeful and planned bigotry, doors were closed to her despite her own accolades, or the rest of the families.  It became a constant point of contention in her relationship with Larrel, to the point where they became estranged and Myra returned to the Moon Woods.  She asked Evayne to come with her, but Evayne refused, desiring instead to continuing her time among the Knights and seeking out new adventures for herself.  When her father was offered the opportunity to establish a new outpost and possible Elven kingdom, she was among the contingent of Knights sent to help provide security.<br/><br/>As the Hand of Seldarine started to thrive, so did Evayne as her bright disposition and friendly demeanor made her popular and a natural to meet with visiting delegations of the races about the region.  While Larrel was off-putting to the point of abrasiveness,  Evayne was a soothing balm and allowed negotiations to continue, and through them the Hand continued to grow and prosper even more.  All but a princess in name, she found herself with more and more responsibilities of governorship.  It was a far more interesting challenge than she had to date, and while she had not hung up her thinblades forever, more and more she has become the stable voice of reason and understanding.<br/><hr/><br/>