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Daryus’ Dagger

Son of a wealthy elven Merchant, Terasian never got along with his conservative family. The fact that he stole from them on multiple occasions didn’t really help either. In the end he was disowned, changed his name, and went to make his own wealth. After a few short difficult years trying to get little more than food, he found that if he trusts his words more than his fingers, people are much more inclined to “help” him. And so it was one day that he convinced a older woman that her 5 gold could help save the life of a poor homeless boy that Ter’s wealth began.

Since then he’s joined a group of similarly minded elves, established his skills among them, and gone off to explore the world, and find as many suckers as he can.

Terasian became something of a nomad for quite some time, a civilized nomad (by some standards) but nomadic none-the-less. Bouncing from city to city, picking out those who had more money than their intelligence could contain, and relieving them of the excess. Never overly profitable, he managed to build up a bit of liquid funds to help pay for food and shelter, and a few of life’s fundamentals; booze, female companionship, gambling. Eventually he made his way into the human lands where he made the first (and not last) big mistake of his career. Joining ranks with a mage, he planned out a low and dirty robbery. The target was a fat one, and the residence was completely empty at the time, making for a simple sneak in and get out. But gold coins filled Terasian’s mind as the job went on, and soon enough he found himself on the wrong end of a pissed off wizard. In an akward chain of events Terasian was teleported with nearly no belongings, not far from the city of Deepwell.

Attendants:

His cohort is Tobias.