Name: Sri Kaer
Sub-Class:[Dual Class]: Monk
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Eye Shape/Style: Almond-shaped/Hooded
Skin Tone: Fair, Freckles
History: Sri Kaer was born as Llira in the very heart of Alengarde. She was a thoughtful and troubled youth who tended to dwell in her head more than the real world. She was disturbed by the news of war and violence and, when she was old enough, left home in search of solace and peace. She began wandering from town to town, trying to be kind and compassionate in a world seemingly meant for conflict. Being naturally intuitive, she began reading fortunes to anyone who would pay.
Unfortunately, it soon became very clear that she needed to learn some sort of defense while being on her own. Llira did not want to harm anyone, so she didn’t want a blade or sword. Instead, she chose the staff, a mighty weapon if used properly, though it could never cause a death. She left Alengarde and ventured into the Emrel Forest, choosing to live for several months there in order to train herself with the bowstaff. While there, she came across an Air Dragon and befriended it. While not as gentle of a soul as Llira, the Dragon Arrav could respect her pacifist ways. He will not strike until severely provoked.
Llira changed her name to Sri Kaer when she left the Emrel Forest, claiming to be a new person with new wisdoms and knowledge. She claims the rank as monk because of her silent, disciplined demeanor and martial-art-like fighting capabilities.
Companion Species: Air Dragon
Companion Name: Arrav
Companion Sex: Male
Spells Known:[Adept Level]: None
Weaponry: One simple bowstaff
Armor: None. She wears nothing but simple robes of earth green and tan.
Where is love?
“… I suppose that we can see it in their eyes because their truth and soul lives there. We can see it in their smile and all its genuineness and substance. It is in the way they hold you tightly like they are afraid you will get blown away in a great wind. It is hearing the beating of their heart and realizing that you are there, in that place that keeps them alive.”-The World of Ishota, Ch. 3
By J. N. Thorn