Thalassara

Elarior, now a chicken, has glossy white feathers with faint golden tips, a remnant of his once regal elven appearance. He’s smaller than most chickens but fast and surprisingly clever. His beady eyes, unusually sharp for a bird, still hold the calculating gaze of his former self, and his small, pointed beak often pecks nervously when plotting. A single black feather on his tail is a mark of the curse, his reminder of the greed that led him to this form.

Even as a chicken, Elarior retains his sharp wit and resourcefulness, though it's often hard to express without words. He’s quick to anger, especially when mocked for his current form, and can be comically prideful despite his ridiculous appearance. His past greed has made him distrustful and scheming, always looking for a way to outwit others and regain his former life. However, deep down, his misfortune has taught him a degree of humility and the value of cooperation, even if he’d never admit it.

Elarior was once a wealthy elven merchant known for his cunning, charisma, and, above all, his greed. He amassed a fortune by exploiting trade routes and hoarding rare magical items, caring little for the people he wronged in his pursuit of wealth. One fateful day, he heard of a legendary golden artifact hidden in the heart of a sacred forest, guarded by powerful spirits. Ignoring the warnings, Elarior ventured into the forest and stole the artifact, believing it would cement his power. However, the forest's guardian, an ancient druid, caught him in the act. Seeing Elarior’s greed, the druid cursed him, transforming him into the very creature that best represented his avarice, a small, helpless chicken.