The half elf standing in the corner leans forward toward the others, "I can be called Illias if you please" Turning to Vim, "Scratch, as you call it, is the least of my motivations here. And it would appear that we are all here to see the Captain, Cleric." Illias holds out the same not that each of them has in their hand.
Illias, the Half-elf druid after much time wondering the world trying to find his place in it. He is hell bent on furthering himself and his abilities as well as finding allies in the world that casts him out at every turn. Illias stands at 6'6", though a vagrant, he kneels to Gozreh to keep his ties with the nature around him strong. Though the wrongs done to him incline him to do otherwise, he maintains his alignment of chaotic neutral. Long ago, Illias took a bear as a traveling companion and warrior by his side. There is much to know about this Half-elf, if you wish to know more, ask it. |