About Cailyn Vanderalenotes:
Conjured owl(eagle) is named Cleo. Cailyn Vanderale
Implements: Bowl, brazier, compass, figurine, lantern, mirror.
Implements: Belt, boots, sandals, vest, weapon.
Brief Summary:
Cailyn is the half elven daughter of the Vanderale noble merchant family of Magnimar. She is an occultist who isn’t too bad with her rather large crossbow, and in a pinch will summon a celestial owl to peck out a bad guy’s eye balls. She likes to read, knows a bunch, likes to talk, and is almost always snacking. She does hope she can figure out how to make a living, since her mother and Da decided it was time for her to get out and make something (anything) of herself. If you have an adventuring party needing an oddball slight spoiled packrat with an eclectic array of skills, who really doesn’t take the place of a more focused rogue, witch/wizard, face, fighter, healer… um… wait, she is trying to sell herself isn’t she…. Well, ignore that, if you are looking for anything really, Cailyn Vanderale might just be the person you are looking for (hopefully).
Description and Quirks:
There is a young woman before you of muddled Chelaxian descent with pale skin dusted with a dash of sun, bluish black hair straight, loose, and framing a roundish face with two pointed ears splitting the dark curtain of hair and light blue eyes that dance with a mix of interest and uncertainty. Some people associate initial impressions of people with a single word, and if one did decide on this course of action, this young woman could be labeled with the word ‘Sea’. The blue of her eyes bring to mind the waves lapping against the shore, the deep black of her hair the fathomless depths of the deep, she moves with the grace of the wind against the surface, she even smells a little of the sea. The latter trait is explained when the young woman pulls a small paper sack out of her coat pocket, pinching out a salt encrusted strip of dried fish and popping it in her mouth. The bulge in her pocket only slightly dimished by pulling the snack sack out, so it speaks that maybe she significantly provisioned at all times. Speaking of coats and pockets, the young woman is dressed somewhere between wealthy and vagabond. Rich well tailored coat of a deep navy blue over a stark white shirt and black breeches, covered in all sorts of buttons and bobs, pouchs, ribbons, even a worn hawker’s gauntlet hanging from multiple belts, no fewer than six necklaces, and a worn backpack clinking and clunking will all sorts of oddities. History and Now:
Her Da was a Spireborn, a half elf from the Mordant Spire, who nearly died from a shipwreck. Her mother, a Vanderale noblewoman from Magnimar aboard one of their trading vessels, had him fished out of the Steaming Sea, where he was the only survivor. It wasn’t love at first sight, or ever love in truth, but there was plenty of lust, both then and regretfully (in Cailyn’s eyes) every time the two got together again. The phrase ‘Get a Room’ was shouted in her teenage years rather often. Cailyn was raised in the Vanderale estates, developed a great love for reading and conversation, and was content to live an indulgent wasteful life of the wealthy, but neither her mother or her Da agreed with this desire. Her mother had named her after a hero and felt inclined to push her daughter in that direction. She taught her reluctant offspring how to negotiate prices, how to find the best deals, and even a bit of magic, Then when Cailyn came of age, she travelled with her Da aboard the ship where he was first mate on, another Vanerale trading vessel, learning the sea and how to Properly use a crossbow. Now, they both expect her to go make something of herself. And she is going to try, starting in the town that has been pretty much a second home all her life. Sandpoint, with the only person she feels that has truly understood her or at least accepted her for what she was, Ameiko. Personality and Flaws:
curious, intelligent, a bit snarky over feeling a bit put out by her parents (a tad childish still even in her mid twenties), pampered to the point she can’t comprehend Not spending more for the best food and rooms, she loves Things with history and personality and collects way too much. A little unsure of herself, this being her first time truly on her own. [spoiler=Implements]
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