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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Aeric" data-source="post: 1933013" data-attributes="member: 17012">AYDIA RIEVERFEMALE ELVEN WIZARDCHAOTIC NEUTRALBACKGROUND:A century and a half ago, an infant elven girl was given to the head of House Riever, a noble human household, by parties unknown.  There were some elven communities fairly close to Riever land, perhaps a week as the crow flies, but for whatever reason Lord Trelaine decided to take it upon himself to raise the baby as his own daughter.  He never divulged the details of how Aydia came into his possession, not even to his wife or children.Aydia’s sudden and unexplained arrival to the family made it a beehive of controversy and the most popular topic of gossip.  If it had been a human child, the fanfare would have died down after a couple of months, but because it was an elf, there was an added peculiarity to the situation.As an elf, Aydia matured at a much slower rate than the humans who had adopted her, so she found herself being passed down through the generations like some kind of family heirloom.  Some loved her, others hated and resented her, but all were beholden to care for her by the dictates of Lord Trelane, who made her continuing care a condition in his will.  Her image was even added to the family crest.  As the humans around her grew old and died at an astonishing rate, Aydia herself was profoundly affected.At best, Aydia was treated as a valuable pet, pampered but allowed no freedom.  At worst, she was a prisoner who had unwanted attention forced upon her by her last foster father until his daughter-in-law intervened and set her free.  After five generations of controlling foster parents and virtually no contact with her own kind, Aydia was at a loss as to what she would do with herself.  She wandered aimlessly for a time, until the money her benefactor had given her ran out.  Then she began to panic.  She briefly considered going back, but immediately put that thought out of her head.  Instead, Aydia decided to seek out the elves she had heard so little about, who dwelt in the woods southwest of her home.  With the last of her money, Aydia hired a guide to take her to the elven lands.  Once she was there, she was shocked at what she saw.The elves lived as barbarians, in simple temporary shelters built against the trees.  They spoke a language she didn’t understand, and while they were able to communicate to her in Common, she had nothing for them but anger and loathing.  She demanded to know why she had been abandoned and given to the humans; the elves claimed ignorance of the situation, but upon hearing her tale, they were extremely upset and spoke of killing Lord Korbin for his crimes against Aydia.  Aydia stayed with the elves for a while, not wanting any more to do with the Rievers but having nowhere else to go.  Fortunately for Aydia, the elves never got around to doing anything to Korbin.  Aydia left the elves after a couple of years, not being able to adapt to their easy-going lifestyle.  It was simply too alien to her.  The elves let her go, of course, and even provided some supplies for her travels.  She took what they offered and left.For the next thirty years, Aydia wandered the countryside, farther and farther from her hated and feared human family.  She renewed her interest in magic from her younger days, and sought out another mentor to teach her.  None of the elves she approached could teach her fast enough and no human was willing to take on the lifetime commitment an elven apprentice represented.  So she learned what she could from all of them and filled in the blanks herself.  In time, she put her past behind her as best she could and moved on with her life.  She even made a couple of friends in the form of fellow adventurers, and found a place that she could truly call home: the open road.PERSONALITY:A lifetime of neglect and abuse has left Aydia with some very deep emotional scars.  She has a phobia of dark and enclosed spaces, and she doesn’t like people touching her or getting too close to her.  She finds relating to other people a constant challenge, as she is naturally sullen and introverted.  She does her best to keep people at arm’s length, for she is afraid of forming friendships that will end all too soon.  In this regard, she finds herself on common ground with members of other long-lived races choosing to live amongst humanity; those few friends that she does have are usually elven or half-elven adventurers of some sort.  Even among her friends she is withdrawn and distant, and very independent.  Needless to say, she doesn’t like to talk about her past.During the course of her adventuring career, she was killed and buried by her friends, only to be dug up and resurrected by some drow who used her as a guinea pig in an experiment to drain her of her magical talents.  She was rescued a month later by her friends, who came across her accidentally.  This experience only added to her emotional scars, and she now has an unhealthy fascination with death and necromancy.  The only thing keeping her from becoming a necromancer is the memory of her only true friend in life, a cleric of Pelor who abhorred the undead.APPEARANCE:Aydia is a highly intelligent woman, and arrogantly proud of her wizardly talents, and so she dresses to fit the part.  She dresses to intimidate as much as to impress, favoring black robes with silver accents and embroidery.  These robes are cut to enable easy movement, revealing tight breeches and thigh-high leather boots beneath them.  She recently came into possession of a Lesser Tentacle Rod courtesy of her former captors; she’s never used it in combat and likely never will, but she keeps it for show.  She also has a satchel filled with her scrolls and wands, an Amulet of Natural Armor, and a leather headband with a large sapphire set into the middle of it (a Headband of Intellect).  Her shoulder length hair is naturally black, but an encounter with a possessing ghost turned it permanently white.  Her eyes are a piercing, crystalline blue in color.  She is a beautiful but cold young woman, and is rarely if ever seen with a smile on her face.  Her only true joy comes in raining death and destruction down on her enemies with the powerful magics at her disposal.  She loves using area effect spells such as Fireball and Cone of Cold, and will often do so to wipe out weaker opponents when a lesser-powered spell (or the talents of her companions) would have sufficed.KILLER GAMING MOMENT:The party had spent a week preparing to confront a red dragon in its lair.  We were so prepared, in fact, that the combat only lasted two rounds.  The group had scattered throughout the room to avoid being hit by the dragon’s breath weapon, and Aydia had found herself in a side corridor.  After the short battle was over, she heard the clanking of armor from around the corner.  Moving to investigate, she found two of the dungeon’s ogre guards coming to check on the commotion.  Aydia immediately hit them with an Iceball (energy-substituted Fireball), which they both managed to survive.  She then floated lazily back to the main room of the dragon’s lair (being under the effect of a Fly spell at the time), allowing the ogres to follow her back.  The two ogres came upon the scene of the red dragon lying dead on its pile of treasure and the rest of the party with barely a scratch on them.  Aydia raised an eyebrow and gestured towards the dragon carcass as if to say, “do you REALLY want some of this?”  Obviously, they didn’t.  They took off running, only to be mowed down by our wonderfully amoral Arcane Archer.</blockquote>

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