A 6'6 grey and white Tabaxi rogue (Arcane trickster ofc) with yellow eyes and trust issues. She can be a bit of an aloof bitch but she's slowly warming up to her party members. She's claustrophobic and will panic if put in small spaces. She is inquisitive and loves anything shiny. She has a real knack for stealing and has stolen some pretty cool ****. (Amulet of the Drunkard, Eyes of Minute Seeing, an Adamantine chest plate and the Staff of Magi)
Silvermoon was raised in Torenth, The Elven Kingdom with her brother, on the street by a merchant, he taught them both how to survive. After he disappeared from their small residence (an abandoned two room building close to the middle of town), which was soon to be destroyed to make room for a new tavern, Silvermoon took his money, and left with her brother. Only being young, around nine, she fought hard and had to grow to be tough, She protected her brother from hunger and from those she stole from, mostly from the rich, rarely buying food for herself, trying to save for a better life for her and her sibling. Eventually they had a big break, Silvermoon had stolen enough money over the years, and after one final heist (Which she is now wanted for) she had saved up enough money for her and her brother to leave and go find a better life. They packed their belongings and left Toreth. One night a few months into their journey to find a better home, after traveling for hours, the siblings tried to cross a river. Exhausted, cold and not strong enough to wade through the powerful current of the river, Silvermoon's brother was swept away. His yowls of distress echoed in Silvermoon's ears ever since. She spent weeks looking down the banks of the river looking for where he could have escaped, but, she only ever found a faint trace of his scent and some footprints that ran off into the dense undergrowth. She stayed in a town a few miles away from the spot he disappeared, hoping that he would find his way back to her. But he never did. Forever unsure if he is alive out there or not. She became slow to trust, scared of the pain of losing loved ones again. After another few years of living on the streets, having lost a lot of her money when her brother disappeared, she decided to leave the town near the river, to travel. She spent about a year on the road before finding a party that she decides to stick with. Something about this group of strange individuals reminded of the happy-go-lucky personality of her brother.
The Merchant - An elderly Elf rogue named Lyrandrar. He had blond hair and deep brown almost black eyes that looked like copper in the sunlight. He was kind and soft spoken, made sure to give Silvermoon and her Brother most of his food, doing his best to make sure they never went hungry. He taught Silvermoon how to steal, how to gauge the price of something, how to lie, and be sneaky. She struggled to get the hang of it for a very long time. He left her and her brother one night, no note, no reason to his disappearance. The siblings never found out why he abandoned them.
Silvermoon's Brother - A Calico tom with bright blue eyes and one ear, Dappledsky. He was kind, happy-go-lucky, always tried his best to make the others laugh, and to keep their hopes up. He was small. Much smaller than his sister who grew to be 6ft6 tall. His dream was to one day be a traveling astrologist. He loved the stars, and Silvermoon would do what she could to steal books for him, which often got her in trouble. A nearby astronomer threatened to cut off Silvermoon's paws if she ever stole from him again.
A 6'6 grey and white Tabaxi rogue (Arcane trickster ofc) with yellow eyes and trust issues. She can be a bit of an aloof bitch but she's slowly warming up to her party members. She's claustrophobic and will panic if put in small spaces. She is inquisitive and loves anything shiny. She has a real knack for stealing and has stolen some pretty cool shit. (Amulet of the Drunkard, Eyes of Minute Seeing, an Adamantine chest plate and the Staff of Magi)
Silvermoon was raised in Torenth, The Elven Kingdom with her brother, on the street by a merchant, he taught them both how to survive. After he disappeared from their small residence (an abandoned two room building close to the middle of town), which was soon to be destroyed to make room for a new tavern, Silvermoon took his money, and left with her brother. Only being young, around nine, she fought hard and had to grow to be tough, She protected her brother from hunger and from those she stole from, mostly from the rich, rarely buying food for herself, trying to save for a better life for her and her sibling. Eventually they had a big break, Silvermoon had stolen enough money over the years, and after one final heist (Which she is now wanted for) she had saved up enough money for her and her brother to leave and go find a better life. They packed their belongings and left Toreth. One night a few months into their journey to find a better home, after traveling for hours, the siblings tried to cross a river. Exhausted, cold and not strong enough to wade through the powerful current of the river, Silvermoon's brother was swept away. His yowls of distress echoed in Silvermoon's ears ever since. She spent weeks looking down the banks of the river looking for where he could have escaped, but, she only ever found a faint trace of his scent and some footprints that ran off into the dense undergrowth. She stayed in a town a few miles away from the spot he disappeared, hoping that he would find his way back to her. But he never did. Forever unsure if he is alive out there or not. She became slow to trust, scared of the pain of losing loved ones again. After another few years of living on the streets, having lost a lot of her money when her brother disappeared, she decided to leave the town near the river, to travel. She spent about a year on the road before finding a party that she decides to stick with. Something about this group of strange individuals reminded of the happy-go-lucky personality of her brother.
The Merchant - An elderly Elf rogue named Lyrandrar. He had blond hair and deep brown almost black eyes that looked like copper in the sunlight. He was kind and soft spoken, made sure to give Silvermoon and her Brother most of his food, doing his best to make sure they never went hungry. He taught Silvermoon how to steal, how to gauge the price of something, how to lie, and be sneaky. She struggled to get the hang of it for a very long time. He left her and her brother one night, no note, no reason to his disappearance. The siblings never found out why he abandoned them.
Silvermoon's Brother - A Calico tom with bright blue eyes and one ear, Dappledsky. He was kind, happy-go-lucky, always tried his best to make the others laugh, and to keep their hopes up. He was small. Much smaller than his sister who grew to be 6ft6 tall. His dream was to one day be a traveling astrologist. He loved the stars, and Silvermoon would do what she could to steal books for him, which often got her in trouble. A nearby astronomer threatened to cut off Silvermoon's paws if she ever stole from him again.
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