Senna Whippoorwill (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=162095)<br/>Female Half-Elf Artificer<br/><br/>(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/DancingDoggie/Female/BeforeOpening.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong>Amael Thro'sahvel of Feywood.  A lorekeeper and master craftswoman of the elves, bearer of many closely guarded secrets for her people.  A calm, collected, talented, timeless beauty.<br/><br/>Vivian Whippoorwill.  A short-lived child to most elven eyes, an up-and-coming merchant.  And an up-and-coming artist.  And an up-and-coming alchemist, dancer, chef, fasshion designer, musician, and a fantastic lover, to boot, to hear Mama Ami tell it.  She went to the elves looking to hire one of their wrights, and ended up finding the love of her life.  She always called it the best business transaction she ever made.  The elves were furious when Mama Ami left, and bugged her to come back for most of my life.<br/><br/>And so, they got married, settled down, started a family... what?  No, I'm not adopted?  Why is everyone always surprised?  Geez.  Three hundred gold for a potion to turn you into an orc and folks still can't believe my parents can actually have kids.  Whatever.  Anyways, I'm the oldest of five.  Mama Ami had me, then Mama Vivi had the twins a couple weeks later.  Sarah and Marcy came a couple years later.  We all practically grew up in Mama Vivi's shop; Whippoorwill's Whatsits.  Though the apostrophe's moved since then.  It was a good life; my parents tried to teach me everything they know, but time has its limits.<br/><br/>Mama Ami had spent her entire life among elves, and though forty years together may be a blessing to most humans, it was nothing to her.  She had no idea how fast humans wither, or even how fast her daughters would grow, and our parents' love never wavered, it seemed like for most of my life, Mama Ami was mourning Mama Vivi like she was mortally ill.  It's been three years since the passing.  My sisters and I were old enough to tend the shop, and Mama Ami decided it was finally time to rejoin her people.  Since then, business has taken a turn for the worse, but hey, we make ends meet.<br/><br/>And then, an entirely different job offer comes...