Ashen Lands

A charming Half-Elf man, he has dark brown, curly hair that falls just past his ears, often messy from the wind and city grime. His hazel eyes shift between shades of green and gold in the right light, always sharp and watchful. He wears a fitted black leather outfit, built for quiet movement, with a well-worn gray hood that helps him blend into the shadows. Despite his rough life, he carries a soft smile—calm, disarming, and just mysterious enough to keep people guessing.

Observant, and always thinking a step ahead. He’s calm under pressure, speaks little but listens to everything, and prefers to let his actions do the talking. Though he keeps people at a distance, he has a quiet charm and a soft smile that make him hard to read. He doesn’t trust easily but isn’t heartless—he just knows survival comes first.

Veylin lost his parents young and grew up on the streets of Drakenstone. He survived by stealing, sneaking, and staying out of sight. Over time, he became skilled at slipping past guards, finding secrets, and taking what he needed. People in the city's underworld started to notice him, and now he takes jobs from those who can pay. Drakenstone is the only home he’s ever known, and he knows its streets better than most. He keeps to the shadows, never staying in one place too long, always listening, always watching. Veylin has no real ties and doesn’t trust easily. He’s looking for something more—gold, power, or maybe just a way to leave his mark on the city before it swallows him whole.