Damorel Arborshate

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Basic Information
Name: Damorel Arborshate
Aliases: 'The Damorel'
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Age: 120
Profession: Scavenges, creates minor trinkets, adventures.
Languages: Several, mostly archaic ones.
Speech: Rarely speaks more than a few words stringed together, usually preferring silence when possible. Seems very shy.

Physical Information
Height: 4' 8"
Weight: 80lbs
Body build: Lithe, but rather strong arms and quick feet.
Skin type: Pale, looking as if spent alot of time in doors.
Hair: Black hair, perpetually greasy and doesn't look to have been washed recently.
Special appeance: Her skin has some discolorations, especially on fingertips and nails. Seems as though they have gotten stained by whatever reagents she has been working with over long periods of time.

Mental Information
Philosophy: Don't worry about the little things.
Deity/Beliefs: None
Personality:

[u]Careful[/u] [i]Any foe killed without it having a chance to kill me is a good thing.[/i] [u]Planning[/u] [i]Preparing for the future means it's less likely to harm me.[/i] [u]Shifty[/u] [i]Best not have too much contact with anyone.[/i] [/li]

Additional Information
Gear: A worn but sturdy bow, lots of alchemical reagents, and noticeably the lack of any melee weapon whatsoever.
Jewelry: None
Habits/hobbies: Likes target practice with bow, and making small figurines of whatever materials she has handy.
General Health: Looks rather sickly, and while quick she can rarely run for long at the time.
Favorite Drink: Wine
Weaknesses: Fear of necromancers in particular and older male mages in general.

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I packed only the bare essentials; my bow, a few expensive reagents, a couple of scroll cases of powerful scrolls. I didn't even look around to try find some arrows, easy to get later anyways. As an afterthought I picked with me what was left of the gold, not much. Roughly packing it all in a backpack and running out the door into the thick smell of the hive.

Only after I had walked most of the way to the clerks ward did I feel a bit safer, and could stop shaking. I kept looking over my shoulder however, just in case. Walking until my feet hurt, I decided I needed to get together some money soon. The gold I took wouldn't last long, especially after getting some armor to protect myself and some arrows for my bow.

When I finally sat down and took a deep breath though, it felt exhilarating. Things would be different from now on.