Hayle Nightcloud (pronounced Hail)
26 year old Elf
Appearance: On the shorter side of average for an elf, Hayle has dark red hair that she keeps cut to just below her ears and held out of her deep blue eyes by a thin leather band. She usually dresses in light coloured leather pants and long sleeved tops of plain cut. She also wares a hooded grey cloak but rarely raises the hood.

Place of residence: Owns a small shack in Coris but can rarely be found there.

Job: Smuggler & Thief.

Personality: Argumentative at times, especially in the mornings her tung having gotten her into many a scrap she could have avoided. Otherwise she is mostly calm under pressure and friendly if a bit reserved with strangers.

History: Raised in the ashes of the great war, Hayle's childhood was much like any other elven child during the time. Life was tough but she endured as she could, thieving became a major part of her survival in Coris Along with the occasional odd job that needed doing around the town. By her early twenties she had become reasonably well off by the standards of the town, a place to herself, a supply of currency, regular meals, part of which was due to several profitable trips to other cities.

Life hasn't changed much for her in the past 5 or so years, she often leaves Coris for smuggling runs or contracted thefts in other cities. (that sounds very disjointed and 'off' to me... might streamline it later when my heads more with it.)

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