Character Discription: Pending.
Character History:
I guess everyone here wants to know about me so here goes. My name is Tarn. It was given to me by my foster father Ordruun. I'm an orphan and he told me he found me one day while he was out and about in his travels. My parents were killed by bandits and why I was left is unknown. Ordruun took me in and taught me "the business". The business I refer to is his Guild of Thieves. ( Tarn smiles ). Thinking of him taking care of and explaining an elven babe, would be something to see. I like to think besides his kind heart, which he does well to hide, he saw possiblities and me and my unique abilities. Being an elf , I wouldn't need a torch to see by and if trained right, my movements could be practically undetectable.
Time saw me grow and unfortunately saw Ordruun age faster than I. He was successful and his Guild flourished. Also, unfortunately, being successful, also brings enemies. It was during my 60th winter, when things usually get hard pressed and scarce. A rival ( and I will put this name as nicely as I can ) gang decided that it wanted Ordruuns' area of operation. During the night, we were attacked. Ordruun pulled me from the fray, gave me some money and told me to escape until everything was over. He gave me a bag of coin and pushed me away. I ran to my room and gathered what I could and left immediately by a secret passage. I went into hiding for a few days and gathered what information I could.
By all the accounts of what I heard, the rivals had won the battle. I couldn't stand by and not know for sure. So one night, using everything I was taught, I slipped into the hideout using the passage I had used before. Behind hidden walls, I learned that Ordruun had been killed and everyone else either dead or gone. I knew I couldn't stay. Thieves are common. Elven thieves are not! So I left. Leaving family, friends and city behind me. Wandering, I eventually ended up here in Kressliacc.
