Rise of the Runelords
Male Elven Wizard
As Verthas entered his room at the Iron Dragon inn, he mumbled “good thing this filthy place has exquisite elven wine in stock.” Verthas shuffled the rest of the way in the room, plopped himself on his bed and took out his spellbook. As he ran his fingers over the embroidered cover his thoughts raced back to his time with Nosdiriel in Crying Leaf. She was the only elf that didn’t look down to him because of his upbringing. Nosdiriel took Verthas in when he had no where else to go and she taught him the basics of magic. Those 20 years were some of the happiest of his life, but as unexpectedly as they came, they were taken away. Nosdiriel was not an young elf when Verthas meet her so when the sickness fell upon her she was not strong enough to endure and passed within a year. Without Nosdiriel Verthas found no comfort in Crying Leaf ,there were still those who scoffed at him for being raised and living a human life and those who didn’t scoff, looked down on the elf that was like a child to them. Thinking of that sent him further back in his memories to a secluded farm and his love Courtney, how he missed…“No” Verthas said shaking his head “ we’re not going down that road.” Verthas got up head still shaking and headed for the door “ I need a drink and who knows what trouble Kurama has started already.” With that Verthas proceeded down to the bar.