About Herrnarrell LeafbladeHerrnarrell was born in the City of Spendors, itself: Waterdeep. He is a fourth generation Moon Elf born within the city and is the eldest of two children born to Nhamashal - a journeyman blacksmith who, even after one hundred sixty years of work, is content to continue working for his father, Reluraun, rather than striking out as a Master in his own regard - and Gwynnestri - an arcanist of some small aptitude who offers her patience to the Watchful Order of Magists and Protectors as a care-giver to children while the other members are acting as Spell Guards or Fire Guards. Herrnarrell's younger sister has long since left to seek out fortune and fame in the wider world. It has been nearly a dozen years since Herrnarrell has seen Saélihn. Due to his mother's affiliation with the Watchful Order, and his grandfather's work as a weaponsmith, Herrnarrell was fortunate to have tutors in many areas, including prepared spellcasting and swordsmanship. His most influential mentor, however, was a sellsword, of all things. Under this man's tutelage, Herrnarrell learned to fight decisively and intelligently - the only way to win a confrontation is to use every advantage available, and no advantage is better than knowing your opponent. He also showed Herrnarrell how to combine spellcasting with his combat abilities, opening up an entirely new branch of study. Well, compared to what he was used to - and it seemed obvious in retrospect that two good abilities could be combined into something great. Perhaps most importantly, the sellsword offered his experience in dealing with people from all walks of life and all religious and personal outlooks - Herrnarrell learned to have confidence in himself, especially when dealing with others. Unfortunately, this self-confidence can also turn into pride, especially when aspersions are cast upon his dignity or honor - such insults are not borne lightly and Herrnarrell has difficulty in maintaining his personal peace until such insults have been either rectified or apologized for. Despite all of the opportunities available to Herrnarrell, his true passion was that of study. He offered his services to the Order's library, cataloguing and maintaining the large assortment of scrolls, tomes, and other books containing everything from small cantrips, to spells which rend the very fabric of space and time, and even books detailing nothing more than realms of fantasy conjured by nothing more than the author's own imagination. Herrnarrell found that immersing himself in tomes and novels allowed him to maintain a center, a ground on his emotions. In addition, in the tranquility found within the silence of the library, Herrnarrell has learned to enjoy the subtle nuances and multitude of flavors that different combinations of spices and tea leaves can provide. It has become a not-so-guilty pleasure of his, and he considered his teapot a personal temple to inner peace. He will go slightly out of his way to try or share a new blend with his friends and other connoisseurs. So why then did Herrnarrell leave Waterdeep? What brought him to The Halfway Inn of Evereska? A coincidence so unbelievable that many might think it Divine Providence. First, a small note within a history tome entitled "Myth Drannor - The Council of Twelve" which alluded to a potential offshoot of the Starym family with a single name followed by a question mark hand-written in the margins: "Reluraun?" Secondly, mere days after the revelation of his potential hidden ancestry, a message, supposedly from Saélihn and brought by messenger from Evereska, was delivered to Nhamashal two fortnights prior requesting Herrnarrell's help with some fortune-promised endeavour. Herrnarrell has been in Evereska for only a short amount of time, but has tentatively purchased an anvil and hammer of his own and set up a small shop as a part-time apprentice with a local weaponsmith while he waits for "Saélihn" to show herself and fill him in on the adventure. Herrnarrell Leafblade
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