Appearence:
[hider=Nirayane][img]http://i382.photobucket.com/albums/oo265/bdd20992/Wood_Elf_zpsb576da22.jpg[/img][/hider]
[i]BTW I drew that, heehee ^_^[/i]


Name: Nirayane Shear-Breeze

Age: 32

Civil and Thief clothes are the same, made of [url=http://static-6.nexusmods.com/15/mods/110/images/31170-1-1360244726.jpg]fur and leather hides[/url] from the animals she has hunted.  When she is [i]on the hunt[/i] she will have her face painted in [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/6e/23/d1/6e23d1433653484bf453ec1209c2748e.jpg]tribal war paint[/url]

Weapon: 
A [url=http://www.battleorders.co.uk/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/600x600/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/u/c/uc3031.jpg]pinewood bow[/url] with thick, gauged horse hair twine, and a sharp, [url=https://farm3.staticflickr.com/2137/2241678957_3fb75b16db.jpg]curved dagger[/url]

Tools: 
A quiver of arrows, [url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caltrop]caltrops[/url], small vials of various poisons (hand crafted by her), and a [url=http://pureocarinas.co.uk/headers/banner_1.jpg]sage green ocarina[/url] which she plays now and again.  Not necessarily a tool, but essential to her, her [url=http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs45/f/2009/156/e/2/Thesis___Red_tailed_Hawk_by_windfalcon.jpg]hawk companion Dmitri[/url]

Bio:
Life was not always so grand growing up in the eastern Elven Empire of Telnivir.  Rather, it was monotonous to the young elven girl.  Born to a family of nobles, Nirayane had everything handed to her upon platters of the finest gold, lavish, elegant clothing, precious, priceless gems and jewelry that sparkled so radiantly, wealth, all that a noble elf's daughter could ask for...except for her of course.  She was smothered no less, protected as though she were nothing more than a priceless trinket.  Her parents had even betrothed her to a wealthy and handsome steward of the Imperial Court, yet Nirayane felt no love for him, nor any sort of affection.  Nay, what she longed for was freedom, liberation from her gilded cage, her tightly clenching shackles of obligations to the haughty and stuffy nobility.

Such came for her one fateful evening, when she had finally made her decision to cut all ties with her family and free herself from the bondage of her elegant lifestyle.  She had only made it so far through the thick of the forest, until suddenly she was set upon by a rowdy clan of brigands, named the Black-Horned Elks, led by a brutish orc war chief named Torvald Stone-Hide.  Torvald took the girl captive and chained her up in his personal quarters at the abandoned fortress of Raven's Perch, believing certain she would fetch a pretty coin from her family, but as the years waned on, his cruel treatment of Nirayane lessened and he slowly became smitten with the elven maiden.  Nirayane the same had grown attached to the orc, developing romantic feelings for him, and soon the two were lovers.  Through her time together with the bandits she became molded by the brutality surrounding her day in and day out and developed her own kindred bloodlust.  Her orc husband took note of this and allowed her to participate in raids, pillages, and heists to satiate her fearsome appetite.  She became skilled with an assortment of weapons, yet favored the bow above all, her prowess in archery nearly unmatched as she could kill a target from almost leagues away, earning her the title [i]Shear-Breeze[/i].  Other attributes she learned from her savage companions were how to live off the land, to hunt for meat and for hides and to gather special herbs and reagents for brewing potions and poisons, and to tame wild animals, except for her husband of course.

Yea life was wonderful for the newly crowned Queen of the Elks, yet...how cruel fate be that this life as well be shattered.

Twas upon one grim day when a couple of bandits returned to the fortress from a recent raid, spattered in blood and with eyes widened in fear.  The chief Torvald asked them of what they had done, and the men simply answered....unknowingly they had killed the wife and daughter of the Imperial Guard Captain.  In his blind, berserk rage the orc beheaded them both and ordered to Nirayane and their men...prepare for battle.  It wasn't long after, the Captain and his men came thundering towards the fortress with only one goal in mind, burn it to the ground.  The battle was quick, bloody, and with numerous, grisly casualties upon both sides, one of which was the bandit queen's lover.  Nirayane could only witness in horror as her beloved Torvald was skewered by many a sword blade before he fell to his death from the stone tower of Raven's Perch.

She fled the fortress with her remaining men, and through several dark and harrowing times, they traveled towards the west to the kingdom of Kalardia. It was during that period, the queen's crown began to falter, as did her leadership over the unruly brutes.  They made several forceful, unwanted advances upon her, and soon the elven maiden was once again a slave.  In her desperate bid to be free of her tormentors, she had no choice but to slay them in cold blood.  As if Fate herself had frowned upon her, the brigand's luck only grew worse, as she was seized at the border of Kalardia and imprisoned awaiting execution, seething with anger behind grit teeth and glaring eyes.  Luckily however, the King of Kalardia, Igolvert, offered her amnesty from the headsman's axe, only on the grounds she join the Thieves Guild.

Nirayane, no less, took the offer and since she has remained loyal to the Guild, but never forgetting her beloved Torvald and the orc chief's courageous sacrifice for her.

Not important info: She's mute.