Klen

## Description

Struck by lightning during a powerful storm brought on by battling elementals, gaining his affinity of magic, only honing them after adopting a young drow girl to protect her.

He's selfish and rude but is a decent man with a non-lenient moral code with Laliira present and impressionable.

## History

Klen, when he was 23, he found himself smack dab in the middle of a fight between a Thunderblast Cyclone and a woods of Treants. Already worshiping various tempest gods due to living off of the sea, Shaundakul, Aerdrie Faenya, and Akadi, prayed desperately for safety before promptly being struck by lightning.

Miraculously, he survived with a burnt and twisted horn- where the bolt struck -lightning scars across his face and down his back, and an absolute monster of a headache. He woke up after the fight was over, unsure of who won, and grabbed the nearest stick and used it to stagger back to his home in Gastald. A couple months later, with an excess of static shocks and finally a sneeze that summoned a lightning bolt and shook his house, he realized that he had obtained a source of magic.
He had an affair w/ a drow woman for maybe several months and on one of those closing months he was almost caught by her husband but luckily he hid in the baby's room and had to bear unfortunate witness as her abusive husband accused her of cheating and went into a rage and ended up strangling her.
Klen, witnessing this is big h and notices the baby woke up and is whining and- having previously met the baby on several occasion and growing worried about both the baby and his lover -he decides yeah no that dude is in no way fit to raise this kid and just picks her up and yeets out the window.

The kid is obviously a drow but the lil girl wears a fake leather tiefling tail and head piece made out of wood to look like horns and its cute

* 20ft by 2 ft length of pale blue fabric to cut away and use for the odd occasion, like making a tourniquet or stopping a wound.
* Giant fucking bag, looks like it was made for someone twice his size
	+ Laliira has her own bag where she keeps any trinkets she finds (and steals) and where she keeps her headband of horns when not wearing them.
	+ Keeps a dagger in the bag for safe keeping
* Klen's staff is the branch he used to walk outta the woods after being struck by lightning, its his arcane focus and he has major sentimental value for it

“I lived on my own in Gastald. It was a seaside town that dealt mostly in small trade. It was nice, with friendly people who weren't \*too disturbed\* by my uh, \*physique\*. Even though I lived on my own, I was real close to a couple who lived there, Ibreena and Rytel Kalein.

     Ibreena worked at the town inn, The Siren’s Respite, working the laundry and sometimes the desk. Rytel worked for the dockyards: hard labor, carrying things to and fro. I think.. the monotonous and work that the had to do made them both want desperately for more. But, y'know, we lived in a podunk town off of the sea with only enough wages to \*keep you\* there. Living paycheck to paycheck, you couldn't save for anything. But \*I\* could, I was a err....a smuggler. I worked with a specific captain to import certain \*illegal\* substances and deliver them to those in town that would sell it elsewhere. It barely paid anything- as I was just the middleman -but I suppose at the end of the year I would save up maybe 10 gold?

     Anyway, I was pretty close with them, I even considered me and Rytel best mates. But, when Ibreena's baby came, the stress of Rytel's work, the lack of money for- and the initial stress of- the baby, kind of made him unhinged. Of course, heh, anyone would but.. He would lose his temper. A mild disagreement with Ibreena would blow up into screaming match that eventually would get physical. I didn't know this until I visited Ibreena at the inn during her laundry shift and she had bruises \*everywhere\*. Her eye and cheek was swollen, her lip was busted, bruised arm.

     She confided in me, saying how she didn't love Rytel anymore, how she was \*afraid\* of him and was scared that in one of his future episodes of explosive temper, he'd hurt their baby. I consoled her, promising her that when I'd saved enough money, I'd move the four of us out of town to someplace new and fresh. However, it was when she kissed me that my plans changed. I'm not ashamed of sleeping with her, nor going behind Rytel's back, but… one thing I \*do\* regret is uh… is uhm..

      After a few months into our affair, uh, Rytel "caught us"? Uh, he came home early from work and we scrambled and I hid in the baby's room. I watched through a crack in the door as Rytel came in and smelt the sex on her and her clothes. He accused her of cheating and she denied it, but that.. He.. strangled her. I… didn't do \*anything\*. I was frozen, beyond shocked of what Rytel was doing that I didn't even think to intervene. He was a \*big man\* and I guess I was. Scared.

     I left after her body slumped to the floor. Ibreena always made me promise that if anything were to happen to her, \*I\* should take care of the baby. \*Me.\* Not.. Not Rytel.. I never understood why I was her first choice and I often just thought she was joking because of the affair, but I kept my promise. I didn't leave through the window of the baby's room empty handed. I, uh. I stole her baby.

     I stole \*Laliira\* from her crib. I… left town that night. Got a small cart and horse and never looked back. Been on the uh,,, run I guess, for a couple years now? Yeah…"