Born and raised in Lareh'thilln, Aethin is the only child of Finnair and Ailanne. Both her parents are prestigious scholars of magic. She was well schooled from a very young age and is well versed in magic, as well as in many elven tongues. Even though she is a decent fighter, she avoids physical conflict at all costs, but makes up for it with a sharp tongue.
A few years ago, while browsing the city’s shops, she met a young jeweler's apprentice, named Hanar. At first, she was put off by the elf’s dark grey skin, but she found his presence quite charming, so she kept visiting the small jewelry shop. Before she knew it, she would use any excuse to stop by. Sometimes, they would sit and chat for hours in that little shop, while he crafted the most beautiful trinkets she has ever seen. Aethin and Hanar became good friends, and sometimes she felt like she could barely take her eyes off the young dark elf.
Not before long though, her parents became worried about her often trips to the city, and had her followed. How preposterous it seemed to them when they found out that their daughter made the acquaintance of such a low-class creature! How could he even breathe the same air a Mali'aheral does? So he was sent away, taken care of. Not a word between them and their daughter about the dark skinned elf that had vanished. Aethin did not ask, nor did she protest.
So she went on with her life, and some days she almost forgot about Hanar. But then again, on some nights, she would stare at the moon while clenching a beautiful pendant in her fist, the pendant the Hanar made for her a mere few days before he left town. And then she cried.
