Acacia “Cia” Greenbough
Not everyone realizes Cia is half elf at first glance; at five feet, four inches she is a bit shorter than most of her half-blooded brethren and the wild cloud of perpetually-disheveled black hair atop her head usually obscures her short, pointed ears. Her eyes are a vivid leaf-green and her skin, though naturally on the pale side, tends to have a bit of a tan due to all the time she spends out of doors. She appears to be in her early twenties, but it's always hard to tell with elves...
Cia wears short robes, usually in shades of dark blue, that are cut to allow a maximum range of movement and tall, sturdy boots. She is never seen without at least one piece of jewelry, and in fact usually wears a great many. She is prone to sly, knowing grins and seems to be constantly in movement. She becomes fidgety and cross when forced to be still for any extended period of time.
)Resident or Traveler:
Cia had a rather rough childhood, something she rarely brings up and becomes defensive about if confronted with. The result of a drunken fling between a high-ranking human noblewoman and a handsome young elf, Cia was nearly killed when her mother's human husband realized that his “daughter” was clearly not entirely human. Taking pity on the girl, a servant of the nobleman's house stole her away to safety and gave the child to a peasant couple whose own baby daughter had recently fallen ill and died.
Cia had a relatively normal childhood, until the inevitable rumors began to circulate. One day a young man and a young woman in rich clothing came looking for her, a small retinue of thugs in tow. They were the Lord and Lady's legitimate children, twins, and though they were a full year younger than Acacia they were quite a bit larger than her due to her mixed heritage and the Elves' slower growth rates. It wouldn't do for a forgotten heir to turn up when the twins were already fighting like dogs for what little power there was to be had within their parents' court, so they had decided to temporarily band together to take care of the potential thorn in their sides.
The meeting probably would not have gone well for Cia if things hadn't started catching fire the second she was attacked.
The young nobles and their minions fled, but Cia's adopted parents decided it was best to hedge their bets and within a few days the little family was on their way to the other side of the kingdom. The budding mage was apprenticed to a local sorcerer, and did her best to stay out of trouble for the next few years.
Cia completed her apprenticeship three years ago, and hasn't done much more than aimlessly wander since then. She will temporarily join up with an adventuring party, or embark on a small quest every so often, but she has no real drive or ambition at this point.Skills and Abilities:
- Cia's strongest spell pool, and the only one she can access without a charm of some sort. She can conjure fire at will and manipulate it, though the farther her target is from her, the weaker the spell becomes.Ice, Water and Electric schools
- Cia cannot cast from these schools without a charm of some sort (usually hidden among the copious necklaces and rings she wears.) They follow the same sort of rules as her fire spells, but are generally weaker and have a shorter range.Miscellanious
- Cia carries a small collection of what she calls kitchen sink spells in addition to her offensive toolkit. They are usually simple, with no real use in a fight, but can do useful little tasks such as illuminate a room or allow her to understand a foreign language for a short period of time. The trick is remembering which charm does what...Mana
- Spells have to come from somewhere - in Cia's case, she has a sort of internal pool of power that she draws from to cast her magic. The pool is limited, however, and the more powerful the spell she uses the more quickly she is drained. Eating and drinking can restore a bit of power, but to fully recharge Cia has to sleep. Using up mana does not make Cia tired, but if she is tired (or hungry, or dazed, or having her brains fucked out...) it becomes difficult to concentrate hard enough to cast all but the simplest of spells.How your character came across the maze:
Cia likes to drink, and when Cia drinks, Cia likes to gamble. When Cia gambles Cia likes to win, and to win, Cia cheats. Though she is normally quite skilled, there's always someone out there who's better than you and unfortunately for our young heroine, that someone was sitting across the table from her a few nights ago. Cia cheated, Cia got caught. The man who caught her happened to be a rather important figure in the local Legitimate Business Bracket and offered her an ultimatum; she could go on this fool's-erand of a quest and absolutely anything she could bring back would be considered an adequate payment for her debt, or she could have every bone her in her little half-breed body broken.
In retrospect, maybe she should have taken her chances with the mob...