[b]Name:[/b] Tryilendarel Nerinya [b]Race:[/b] elf (human grandparent -- mother's father) [b]Age:[/b] 93 (appears to be about 20-25) [b]Gender:[/b] male [b]Alignment:[/b] chaotic good (but more chaotic than good) [b]Height:[/b] 6'0" [b]Weight:[/b] ~170lbs [b]Continent:[/b] Lucerna, though he has travelled elsewhere [b]Occupation:[/b] troubadour [b]Appearance:[/b] Trill is quite tall, though very much a thin fellow that only avoids looking gangly because he's an elf. A sun elf, he has lightly tanned skin and extremely pale platinum blonde hair that falls a bit past his shoulders. His golden eyes are lively, often with a cheerful or playful expression. He has an excellent eye for color and cut, and makes sure he wears things that make him look good. He's not the sort of person everyone finds appealing to the eye, but usually enough ladies do that he doesn't lack a pretty face to keep him company. [b]Personality:[/b] Trill is completely feckless. He avoids conflict and actively runs from physical fights. All he wants in life is freedom and a good time. If he can get out of working hard or applying himself, he will. Much like his illusions, he has a bright personality that many find lacking on close examination. It's not that he's entirely shallow, it's just that he doesn't try unless it's something he himself thinks important. He cares about his music with a passion that surpasses everything else, even his fondness for the ladies. Trill is a flirt and a moderately successful one. He thinks highly of women, even though he does have some gender-biased views, and does his best to be considerate. He's completely up front about the fact that he does not intend to linger, though his idea of a short time can be several months or even a year, if the fancy strikes him to stay for a while. Precisely how long he stays is often related to how well he gets along with the local single ladies -- and how many of them express interest. [b]History:[/b] Trill was born in a midsized primarily-elven town near the edge of Lucerna, the son of a magic instructor and an herbalist. His maternal grandfather was a human troubadour with enough skill to catch the attention of an elven composer, herself only a passing musician. He was visiting to learn about elven music, and not at all unwilling to take up with her. When she informed him she was expecting a child, he offered to stay, but the elf knew he would not be happy if he was stuck in one place. She said he should go, and that she just hoped he would remember her fondly. He did more than just remember, returning to visit her and their daughter every few years. The girl was not as accepting as her mother, and resented that he was rarely around. She eventually became an herbalist and a cultivator of rare plants, preferring to set her roots deep. She married a magic instructor, and was most disappointed when their first child was set upon becoming a bard and traveller. Trill showed an aptitude and love of music early, often sneaking off to his grandmother's house to play her instruments. He skipped his chores and his lessons often, needing to be chased down and practically sat on if one wanted any chance of his presence, and even then he tended to daydream. Most of his skills were primarily natural gift, or something he enjoyed doing and didn't mind working on. Music was one such thing, and a trip to a human market found him another when he saw a street mage putting on a colorful display for children. But he was a lousy fighter, too easily distracted to be good at growing things, and displayed little skill with earth magic. Most elves attend magic school for six to ten years, but after twenty years of what bore little resemblance to actual study, he was told to get out after teaching a flock of birds to follow him on command and shutting them in the headmaster's office. He has since outgrown childish pranks, for the most part, but not his wanderlust nor his flighty nature. As soon as he was old enough to be heading out on his own, Trill took to the road, travelling farther and farther over the years, though he always made sure to visit now and then. He performs at inns and taverns to pay for his food and lodging, often hitching a ride with fellow travellers to get from place to place faster than his own feet can take him. He flirts and sometimes dallies with various women, though he tries to avoid breaking hearts and is mostly successful (some women just don't get it -- and sometimes without you doing anything to encourage them!) He is currently staying in a city near the outskirts of Lucerna's capital, in the company of Miraem Kastern. Trill is very fond of the young healer, and he's a little worried about just how much he likes her. He's been staying in her town for almost a year and a half now, longer than he's stayed anywhere else. [b]Weapon:[/b] long knife [b]Talents:[/b] music, illusion, knack with animals (possible silver tongue, depends on how well I can play it. ^.^;) [b]Inabilities:[/b] unable to cast high-level earth magic, can't make anything grow (it's likely to die if he so much as looks at it funny), can't aim accurately beyond about 20 feet due to poor depth perception [b]Fears:[/b] getting injured (especially his hands or voice), commitment [b]Strengths:[/b] excellent musician, creative, clever, street-smart, perceptive (when he bothers to pay attention) [b]Weaknesses:[/b] lazy, inattentive, impulsive, easily discouraged, not brave at all (possibly even cowardly), horrid fighter, poor mage (save for illusions) [b]Powers:[/b] illusion, some untrained ability to influence emotions with his music [b]Notable Items:[/b] [b]Other:[/b] ~He has a harp given him by his grandmother, originally used by his human grandfather. It is his most prized possession. ~abyssmal fighter ~would rather run than fight in almost all situations ~not very good with most magic, even the simplest spells ~gets airsick [b]Notable Skills:[/b] ~decent at sewing and mending clothing ~has a good eye for colors and the cut of clothing ~knows how to recognize a number of edible plants (despite his best efforts to ignore the lessons) ~sneaking ~literate (and reasonably well-read, particularly in terms of myths, legends, and fictional stories, with some history)