Mar 11, 2012

D&D Character Background: Chayle Brisumaar

Chayle Brisumaar, Half Elf Wizard

Chayle Brisumaar is the child of an elvin mother and a human father.
The union shunned by both races small minded villages, they let and made their own house in the woods and lived there.
 They were very in love, and wouldn't let anyone tear
them apart.

Occassionally Chayle's mother would go to town for goods or to visit their rich uncle Jacombs and would bring Chayle along.  But she would make her wear a cap to cover her ears so her heritage wasn't so obvious.  She was never as stunning as a full
blood elf, and so fit in quite well with the humans.

Her uncle knew of her heritage though, and only would suffer her visits because
they were blood and she was one of his last known
relatives.  He was a great Wizard too.
The family grew most of our their food, had a few sheep, hunted birds, rabbits, etc.  Her mother was an experienced hunter and archer, and it frustrated her to no end that even with her elvin blood, she could barely even hold a bow properly, let alone take down anything larger than a rabbit.  But yet, she loved her unconditionally.

During one visit to the Uncle he noticed that a Raven was constantly following her.  His suspicions were confirmed the next visit when he saw the raven was still there.

Staying just out of sight and reach of Chayle.  He called to it and when it perched on his shoulder he spoke to it in whispered tones.  She thought Uncle was just being silly and playing around, because
of course animals don't talk.  But whatever conversation he had with the Raven upset
him visibly.  He became irate, and agitated and sent her away.
For the first time ever a few days later, he turned up at the modest cabin in the woods asking to speak with

This is when he told her that she was a natural born Wizard and much to his chagrin, he will teach her the ways so she wouldn't become a dark or dangerous Wizard.  It was the responsible thing to do.  Only he could prevent magical forest fires.  He brought her a tome that he said was his late wife's, who
was also a Wizard.  Because of the family blood ties, he felt a duty (not wanted to) to pass it down to her
and to keep it a secret from her parents.

Slowly during the brief visits, she learned cantrips, focus, some basic scroll making, etc.  During one
special visit he introduced her to her familiar, the Raven that would always follow her wherever she went.
It told her in Elvin that its name was Gygax.  They were unseperable from that day on and Gygax became her only true friend and confidant.

This training went on for several years. She learned quickly, but the opportunity to do so was very inconsistant which stunted her magical growth.

One night slaver and labourer caravan was slowly wending its way secretly through the woods to bypass
the town to avoid detection.  The cabin happened to be in their path.  Seeing an opportunity to cause pain on someone, and possibly profit if there were anything worthwhile in the household.  A small group of them
split off from the main crowd to investigate the abode.  Unfortunately for her father, that night of all nights
he had decided to stay up and finish some tanning work he had started.  He was always a hard worker and hated to leave something incomplete.  Hearing some unusual russling outside of the cabin he grabbed his bow and went to investigate.

Hearing the sound just outside the door, he burst out the entryway to get the jump on whatever may have been there, whether game or foe, only to come face to face with a group of ________.  One of them swiftly dispatched him with a sweep of its dagger across his neck.  Chayles father
died without being able to utter a single warning or goodbye to his family.

The sound of the door opening though is what woke her mother.  She listened quietly for a moment and heard unfamiliar and multiple footsteps entering the house.  She quietly slipped out of bed and knocked an arrow in her bow.  The moment the intruders entered the room, she was able to loose 2, killing 2 of the intruders instantly before they were able to subdue her.  Chayle heard none of this and
the only sign that anything was amiss was when hands suddenly restrained she and she became tied, and gagged and carried away by the putrid creatures.

They looted the house, then burned it, her father, and all of their memories that they made there down to the
ground.  Leaving it to burn as Chayle and her mother were forced to join the caravan.  The last thing she saw of the house was Gygax diving into the flames, and pulling her tome out of the house, dragging it along the ground out  with great difficulty as the house fell down around him.

Chayle quickly discovered her mother had also been captured and spared.  She watched as the ______ investigated her mother, looking her up and down like a piece of meat.

She couldn't understand what they were saying, but she understood the meaning.  An Elvin beauty such as her would fetch a good price.  Next the looked at Chayle, her ears and her plain face.  Not as impressed with her very much, they still found she passable and worth a pretty penny.  Both women were caged
apart from each other, but in line of sight.

Days passed, then weeks passed.  They became hungry, dirty, and weak.  They travelled, occassionally in cages when they couldn't walk anymore, or chained to others like them when they could walk.  She was used mostly as a labourer from day one, putting together widgets, hammering pieces of metal flat, and other various, exhausting and sometimes dangerous tasks.  Chayle became scratched, bruised, weathered, collected scars.  As well as an exteremly bitter person.

One day something changed.  They woke us up early, and took several of the women and made them all bathe carefully, dress in nice clothes, and dabbed with perfume.  Later that morning they were presented to a group of __________.  The leader got 1st pick of the women, and after investigating all of them, he had taken an interest in Chayles mother.  He paid for her, and began to take her away.  Chayle and her mother called and reached to each other and cried but the slavers kept Chayle still.  With sudden desperation
that only a mother being seperated from her child can muster up, she attacked the leader of the _____ tribe.  She scratched, bit and tore at him in a desperate bid to be free.  To her credit, she was able to tear off an ear, bit off part of his nose, gouged an eye and he lost more than one of his already rotten teeth.

To a certain extent this plan succeded.  The leader demanded his money back.  The girls thought she was safe.  The conversation that happened then between the slaver leader and the head of the tribe though had a dark outcome.  As restitution, he got a full refund, but still took Chayles mother for a short time.

When she saw her next, she was not the same woman.

Beaten, clothes torn, and moving as if there were no will left in her.  After that day they deemed her
ruined goods and because of her beauty was essentially "given" to the men of the caravan.  Over time the state of her mother worsened as they abused her severly.  Chayle was helpless without her spell book.  Occassionally she would see Gygax following the caravan from a safe distance holding sheets of paper in his claws, but he would never come close enough to talk.

Months passed and slowly she became more meek as every mistake she made, every sound she made, they would beat her.

No touch was a kind one.

She slowly began to hear single words of the captors discussions and recognize them. She also listened
closely when they visited other groups such as Trolls, giants, etc. and began piecing together the several
languages she was surrounded by.

Almost a year had passed, she had lost any track of where we were or had been ages ago.  Every day she worked hard, was beaten, saw horrors done to her mother, and her only joy was gleaning what she could of these various languages.

One fateful day her mother gave up.  They had beat her too soundly, and were too rough with her this once, and she died.  They threw her body beside the caravan as it continued to travel along. No one looking back at her as if she was simply refuse.  The loss and insult enraged Chayle and she attacked the closest captor.  Only to take a dagger to the face and be quickly subdued.  Now the only reminder of her mother is an ugly scar from the edge of her eyebrow down to below her ear.  What remained of her will was broken that day.

Another year passed, and then one night as it neared the third year the camp was suddenly thrown into
confusion, they had sounded the alarm. Chayle woke to find what seemed to be 2 people storming the

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