Elan Siannodel
| Elan Siannodel | |||||||
| Female Wood Elf | |||||||
| Player: Guitarbard | |||||||
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| General Information | ||||||||||
| Full Name: | Élan Siannodel | |||||||||
| Nicknames: | Wayfinder | |||||||||
| Age: | 128 | |||||||||
| Deity: | Sune | |||||||||
| Alignment: |
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| Occupation: | Cartographer | |||||||||
| Faction/Rank: | Sensates | |||||||||
| Place of Birth: | Reitheillaethor, The High Forest, Faerûn, Toril | |||||||||
| Physical Attributes | ||||||||||
| Height: | 5'8" | |||||||||
| Weight: | 135lbs | |||||||||
| Eyes: | blue | |||||||||
| Hair: | long and black | |||||||||
| Complexion: | light tan | |||||||||
| Physical Build: | lithe and muscular | |||||||||
| Physical Features: | Her face is quite expressive, and her eyes light up when she gets excited about something. She'll sometimes have a far-away gaze while tapping out a rhythm on her thighs | |||||||||
| Skills | ||||||||||
| The monastic arts, Shadowdancing, wayfinding, cartography, and creative problem-solving - sometimes too creative. | ||||||||||
| Equipment and Items | ||||||||||
| Her journals and parchment, calligraphy kit, and trusty quarterstaff. Her yukata and cloak are various shades of blue-green, and the cloak is embellished with musical notation. | ||||||||||
"Come to life, open mind, have a laugh at the orthodox
Come, drink deep let the dam of mind seep
Travel with great élan..."
- - Élan, by Nightwish
Description
Elan stands tall and wiry, even for an elf. She is paler than her fellow wood elves, with striking blue eyes and wavy black hair that cascades over her shoulders. Clothed in shades of blue and green, she bears no weapons but her quarterstaff and her well-muscled limbs, honed over decades of training. Pinned to the collar of her robes is a small icon of the Lady Firehair.
She is kind to those she meets, but unafraid to stand her ground. She doesn’t start any fights, but has no problem finishing them. She is a stalwart friend and ally, but her only trust is in something deeper than herself - something that rises to the surface in an unfocused gaze and a tapped rhythm at her fingertips.