Tal’dor Chaephyra
From a family of Merchants by the crest of the Chaephyra Family, which was nor poor, nor rich, a elven is born in the city of Haelun'or, due to being a pure blood High Elf. This pointy eared creature with small, yet wavy silver hair came to be called Tal’dor, the one that would continue the legacy of Merchants that had already been set on the family for decades. Tal’dor quickly grew attatched to reading, and to learning in general, but what he showed the most interest off was on... magic. He knew he wasn’t attuned to any magic or anything of that kind, so he eventually dropped the dream of casting magic, but never lost all his hope.
Fast forward a few years, Tal had been learning Common Language under the tutelage of one of his father’s most treasured customers, and one of the most knowledgable. This thing of... languages and routes for a merchant fascinated him, that was the best thing right after magic. Appart from that, Tal also had grown a deep love towards art, as it is normal for kin, specially music
At the age of 100, he was gifted an armor, an armor that had been passed down by generations of his family, worn out and with not much protection provided anymore, he still took it, and wore it with pride to represent his family on the vast and wild world. It was by this time that Tael left his hometown, with a plan. He’d go sell his wares and travel, hoping to see magic within the Realm he was on, or even come to learn it someday.
*He’d look around, stunned by the such beauty that the fortified city held before his eyes. He’d look at the person that just spoke him with a smile as he’d bow down, in respect for said person. The elven, rather amused by the destination he arrived, spoke to the gentleman, formally and with a deep, yet calming voice*
“Greetings good sir. I was looking to sell my wares on this city, as it is my job and purpouse. Could you perhaps indicate me to the best place to sell them? It’d be deeply appreciated.”
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