Race: Wood Elf

Appearance: Saida is tall, standing at 5' 11" or 171cm. Her elegant platinum blonde hair is long but well kept. Her eyes are a deep dark blue. Around her neck is a silver pendent of the sun in representation of Deum Lucis

Age: 50

Weapon: Saida, although untraditional of elves, carries a long sword as her primary weapon. She also carries 2 daggers on her left hip. These weapons were hand crafted by the elves of brightwood.

Armor: Saida's armour is very minimal only covering a portion of her skin. She prefers to keep her armour light so it doesn't restrict her movements

Alignment: Lawful Good

Religion: Worships Deum Lucis

Magical Ability: Scholar Arcane Mage, Major in Restoration and minors in Illusion and Mysticism

Other skills: Saida has excellent athleticism

History:
Saida was born to one of the few healers in her area of the Brightwoods. She grew up an apprentice to her father and learned in his study of magic. She was a quick learn and soon dabbled in her two minor magical abilities as well. The worship of Deum Lucis was a large part of her upbringing, Deum Lucis was the reason she studied to be a healer and then to learn illusion magic and mysticism.

As a young girl, alongside the study of magic, she would play with the elven boys as they trained in swordplay. Though she had no interest in learning any sort of battle magic, she did have a fascination with swords and the up close personal attacks of daggers. She thought, if she learned the art of these two weapons she could better understand how to heal wounds inflicted by such weapons. Thus began her training.

Personality and Traits: Saida is often soft spoken and observant until she feels she has absorbed enough to be able to speak on the matters being discussed.

Name: Rhindani
Race: Lizardfolk (Gold)
Age: Young adult, birthday unknown
Weapon: Claws/Teeth
Armor: Natural scales only
Alignment: Lawful Good
Religion: Draconis Rex (Gold Aspect)
Magical Ability: Divine spellcasting
Languages: Draconic (native), Common, Hand Sign (basic)
Other skills: Herbalism, Cooking, Sewing, Music (fiddle)
Special: Wings (gliding only)

History: Rhin's background is something of a mystery, even to her. Brief and confusing memories are all that remain to remind her of her youngest years, her only trinket a golden talisman pinned to her smock. As a small child she was discovered on Metallic Dragon Lands, lost and wandering very near to the Great Chasm. It was lucky for her that mithril-scaled Melanor was on patrol, as most other dragons would have found little reason to take interest in a mere dragonkin infant.

Brought to The Roost, it was the great king Aelinor who decided Rhindani's fate. All she can remember of that illustrious but brief meeting with the great golden wyrm was how he seemed to peer at her, his stare thoughtful but stern over a chinfull of long whiskers. It was a gaze that was terrifying to one so small and confused.

Since that time, Rhindani has been a ward of the Church of Draconis Rex, raised by a kindly but elderly cleric named Ki'Nem in the ways of the Gold Aspect. A quiet and pensive but perceptive child, Rhindani took quickly to the arts of Healing, her talents growing from the use of herbs and traditional medicines to asking the Blessings of the Golden Aspect to address greater maladies in those who seek the services of the Church. In addition to working in the infirmary, her years have been filled with other humble domestic toils such as sewing and cooking. What little free time can be had in the life of a vestal was spent with her friend and confidante, a copper lizardfolk female named Mahva who is as impulsive as she is deaf. It is because of Mahva that part of Rhin's daily exercise includes using her wings, because according to the young copper "there's no point in being born with wings if'n all you're gonna do is hide them under a robe until they shrivel up."

For the last three years Rhindani has been living in a small Church in the People's Conglomerate. The move away from the beauty and comfort of Metal City and the grand Church of Draconis Rex to a land of humans surprised those who knew her but wasn't exactly a shock to those who knew her best. Rhin wasn't without many doubts, but something wordless and nameless urged her to take her skills, little as they might be, to places unknown (at least to herself). Perhaps a little adventure would settle the coil of longing that comes with not knowing who you really are or where you came from.

Personality and Traits: Rhin has always been quiet and somewhat reserved, but ultimately kind and empathetic. That's not to say she is soft at heart, however, because tending to the sick and the dying instills and requires a certain amount of strength that has nothing to do with being bullheaded or the hefting of a sword. She prefers tasks that don't require much conversation, her favourite chores in the Church being tending the herb and kitchen gardens or cooking, or even sewing (though she prefers to do so outside when possible). She enjoys reading, drawing and listening to music, her prized possession a silverwood fiddle that took ten years to save up for and another ten to learn how to play with any skill. Rhindani hopes to one day discover her own origins, though long ago exhausted what little information she had to go on. She suspects that the knowledge will help her understand herself better, and explain some of her shortcomings, primarily with regards to a delayed advance in the abilities that come from worship and the strange pale opalescent gold colour of her scales that do not quite match with the beautiful rich vibrance of her fellow Gold dragonkin. She continues to pray to Draconis Rex about the former, and rubs ash soap on her skin to mute the latter. So far, the dragon God has been silent on the matter.