Role

Chapter 2

Saersha stayed with an elven priest at first, but his insistance that she stop
smoking pipeweed with the halfling merchant at the market got on her nerves and
she ran off to live with the thieves guild at the northwest of town. Here, once
again in her hometown, Saersha has become a bright young woman, streetsmart and
lively. Because her earliest memories are as being raised by halflings, Saersha
doesn't hold the same racial grudges as most elves, though she's learned which
races to be cautious of. She is somewhat gifted at games of chance and usually
finds herself in fortune's favor by calculating the infinite chaos with sets of
13. This is by no means a sure fire thing, nor a conscious effort. In rebellion
against the peaceful life of halflings and encouraged by the dashing thieves
of Darsylon, as well as blessed by the courage of the constellation of the
Mountain, Saersha has developed a love of adventure. Traveling across Thera in
pursuit of fame and fortune has introduced the young elf to many quaint towns
and bustling cities. There are many places that she means to return to, to
further engulf herself in the different cultures of the Theran landscape. More
than anything, Saersha enjoys life freely and enthusiastically greets each day
hoping it will be as memorable as the last.

This day, Saersha is leaving to visit the academy, not yet fully confident in
her adventuring skills. As she's leaving the thieves guild, a returning thief
nearly jumps out of his skin as they bump into each other. "By the gods, I
thought I was busted," says the boy, "you look just like one of the royal
guards at the castle."