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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tellerian Hawke" data-source="post: 6902814" data-attributes="member: 6790669">Merindell[ATTACH]77058[/ATTACH]Merindell Silveroak is a tall Faethrin, standing 6'2" as a fully-grown adult; his oval-shaped eyes are a light shade of green, which give him a calm, curious gaze that is almost hypnotic. His hair is a blend of dark reds and medium browns, almost auburn; he does not cut it, nor does he braid it, although he does keep it pulled back with a single, simple clip made of oak. Although he is tall, he is slight of build, having lean, spindly limbs, and a narrow upper body. Merin possesses a natural talent with manipulating way, though he as thus far kept this hidden as to not cause a panic or "witch hunt" with the common folk. Merin was adopted by the caravan about 10 years ago, suffering from a bad concussion; he was found among his dead kinsmen, their bodies scattered by the roadside, and stripped of their clothes and gear. His injury suggests that he was rendered unconscious and left for dead, although Merin has no memory of being struck; he remembers only the shouting of his kinsmen, "Evipau! Evipau! Look to the trees!" and then, nothing. The Caravan Master has suggested that Merin fell victim to a sling bullet, which is an uncommon weapon for an Evipau, but one which could easily explain such a sudden head injury. Merin carries a simple, wooden staff, which is plain, and un-adorned. The staff is made of Heart Oak, and is two inches taller than Merin himself. It is his walking stick, but in times of need, it can double as an effective melee weapon. Merin is quiet, and cautious, and continually scolding Tor for his brash, reckless demeanor. He is fond of telling Tor that, "Fools speak when wise men listen, and rush in, where angels fear to tread."</blockquote>

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