Name: Darren Ellid Age: 19 Gender: Male Race: High Elf Height: 5’11 Weight: 155 Personality: Darren is a sweet boy who gets scared easily and often reminds people of a puppy. He doesn’t care much for human law though he is a great believer in minimal harm to all creatures. History: Darren’s parents ‘died’ when he was about 12, they had been living in a human city as exiles from their court. He doesn’t know what happened, just that when he came home from school one day they were gone. He stayed at home alone for 3 days before the school sent someone to check on him. They tried to take him to social services but he got scared because he knew he wasn’t human and ran away to live on the streets and perhaps find out what happened to his parents. He never heard anything about what happened to them but lived a fairly comfortable life using his elf charms to migrate in-between houses of nice looking people before he found some strange men after him and has been on the run ever since. Ablities: Illusion/glamour and conjuring small cash bills. ~~~~~~ Darren was wet, cold, and tired. It had been months since he had been able to stay somewhere warm and properly sheltered. He wasn’t entirely sure how he had been found out. After all if there was anything he was good at it was glamour’s and no one thought too much of 5, 10 or even 20 dollars missing at the end of the night. Yet one night while he was stepping out of a coffee shop he found himself surrounded by men in strange suits that seemed to what, if not who, he was. He had managed to escape by being very very quick and talking fast to turn the people in the coffee shop against them. He mentally apologized to the girl he made look like himself and ran for it. Since then, he had been on the run. He had left the city he had called home until then and managed to catch a ride with a couple driving west. He counted off a random number of towns and then got off in the next big city. He thought he was in the clear but within two weeks he started seeing people acting suspiciously around the city and hag a niggling feeling that they were looking for him. So he ditched town again, never staying in one place more than a couple weeks at a time. He was constantly on the alert and had gotten very little sleep even for an elf since he’d been on the move. He had been in his current town for only a couple of days. He hadn’t found any abandoned buildings that he could let himself into and he was wary of begging to be let in in a relatively small town. So he was currently huddled under an overhang in an alley wishing he hadn’t been dumped in such a rainy area. It hadn’t stopped the entire time he had been here. “erg…” He felt his stomach grumble and sighed. He didn’t want to leave what meager shelter he had but food was kind of important and helpful. He crept out into the rain, wrapping his arms around himself and shivering as he stepped into the street and looked around. It was somewhat late and he didn’t see many things open. There was a 24 hour fast food restaurant a couple blocks away he thought he remembered so he slowly started heading for there, his head hanging and paying very little attention to anything but where he was going. He wasn’t too worried about the people showing up for a few days yet. Perhaps he’d stop at one of those trucker gas stations and have a nice warm shower later as well.