| Name |
Vaishali Vin Rys |
| Origin of Birth |
It is a wonder what a bottle of Jaba-jaba and two lusty elves can conceive...a demi-elf. |
| Residence |
A mysterious grotto, just a little north of Mesraht...maybe. |
| Parents or Kin |
Died in a tragic fire when she was just a child. Taken in by a renegade warrior, whereby she was taught of the warrior life. At the age of 17, she started on her way to a better life... hopefully. |
| Clan |
Her affiliations are well-kept secrets. |
| Interests |
The art of combat, the musical arts, the lore of Valeska and other patrons, the magical weave. |
| Words of Self |
The scent of your skin, the warmth from within. Sweetness of moonshine, bittersweet red wine. |
| Known Allies |
Shadukar is a loyal friend, as is Trevor and Devante. Malistair the priest of Dzauron.
The rest know who they are. |
| Known enemies |
Foot fungus. If you do not remove your boots once in a while, even Jaba-jaba is not going to
get that stuff off. Now THAT's an enemy. The rest are insignificant. |
| Worldview |
None provided. |
