Kael, the Mirage

## Physical Description

Kael is a 6'1 Knull elf. He wears robed, loose clothing and covers his head and face. Without his clothing, he's almost a greyish black skin tone. Due to this, you can only really make out his milky eyes when looking at him.

He may wear a light chestplate for general protection.

## Skills

* Learning to thrive in the harsh desert from a young age has made Kael an expert survivalist.
* Kael is a good and silent hunter, being able to sneak around unheard.
* His past experience in being a private investigator has made him proficient at spying on others- though he wishes to leave that life behind.

## His Story

### Early Life

A mother Knull elf stood at the door to her house, looking down at a small elven child. The child grasped a small beige sack, and a hunting knife was attached somewhere on his hip. He looked up at his mother.

"*Kael, make me proud today. Actually stick to your group this time, okay? Survival of the fittest, my love. Bring us something to eat.*"

"*Yes, mother.*" the elven child spoke. He had ebony- almost grayish black skin and narrow white eyes that stared through anyone that gazed upon them. He furled his brow and put on a face mask- a traditional item of clothing designed to keep dust out of the wearer's insides. "*..I will make you proud.*"

The child joined a group of adult Knull elves, and they set out on horseback in search of prey.

"*Good. Take a deep breath, wait for it to stop moving.. and shoot.*"

The child was right on cue, and the rabbit was swiftly felled by the crossbow bolt.

"*See what happens when you follow my cues?*", the elderly female elf grinned, and started to pack the dead rabbit. "*Good work, let's head back now. There seems to be a storm picking up.*"

The child nodded, and smiled to himself. He went to mount his steed, but something along the horizon caught his eye. Just above the desert dunes, beyond the mirage, was a figure he didn't recognise. It was a woman, and her glowing eyes stared right through Kael. Feeling a bit disturbed, Kael turned to his mentor. "*Jadatti, who is that over there?*"

He pointed at the direction of the figure, but only the setting sun stared back.

"*You've tired yourself out, Kael,*" she smiled warmly. "*Let's head back.*"

The village looked dustier than usual, even after a sandstorm. Normally you could clearly see the temple and many houses scattered about, even from a distance and at night. However, something was wrong, Kael felt it in his gut. Jadatti furled her brow and quickened her horse- Kael following close behind. Were those.. flames?

As they got closer, the image became clearer. The once gorgeous, lush desert village was now in shambles. The temple was completely gone- swallowed into the sand. There were several fires scattered around and the people were in disarray. Some were trying to put out fires using the sand and what was left of their carpets, and some were weeping over their missing loved ones. Several gaping sinkholes dotted the town, beckoning at the ones that were left. Jadatti barked at Kael to stay where he was as she dismounted her horse and ran towards a crowd of people.

Never had the boy seen a longer night, watching the darkness disappear behind the horizon. The constellations shone a hundred souls brighter that night.

### Recent Life

A middle aged, balding human male slid over a sketch of another human to Kael, and took a sip of his tankard. The inn was crowded that night, but nobody was sober enough to notice the transaction.

"*This is the client's husband. He suspects him of cheating. Classic case of track the man down, spy on him for a while, let the client know about what he gets up to.*" The man had a rugged voice, and had to clear his throat from the phlegm to continue talking. "*Here are the target's whereabouts, but yeah. Ask for 2 Mon beforehand, and you'll get 2 more Mon afterwards.*"

"*After this, my debt is cleared, is that correct--*"

"*In technicality, aye*." The man took another swig from his drink and grinned. "*Where do you plan on working after that, though? Don't act like you weren't cut out for this shit. You have nowhere to go.*"

The smug twat had a point. Spying on people was all the work Kael had done for most of his life- and the occasional thievery. His gaze wandered over to the innkeep. A social job- serving people drinks, providing beds for weary travellers. Could even be considered noble. Maybe some day?

Kael adjusted his face mask, and got up to leave the inn, taking one last look at his surroundings. The revelry and alcohol had always reminded him of his people. Then, he swiftly blended into the cold night.

## Personality & Fun Facts

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Kael is friendly and welcoming. He makes sure any guests are well looked after. He is naturally curious, and sometimes might stick his nose where it doesn’t belong. He has trouble getting close to people in fear of losing them. When he does get close, he’s very protective over them. He enjoys small talk.

He takes honor and justice quite seriously, and is very uncomfortable when he notices that something is unethical.

He speaks in a soft voice, and has an accent. He doesn’t use contractions, he’ll instead separate them.

* He doesn’t wear shoes because he’s used to walking on hot sand.
* His favorite drink is coffee.
* He enjoys accessorizing, especially on his hands (since they’re visible the most).
* He likes odd and exotic pets.