i call myself Rayvyn, for that is the name i have earned for myself in my travels. my truename i tell no-one, for it has great power over me.
i am a wanderer, never content to stay in one place, always ready for a fight or argument, hot-tempered but skilled at what i do.
i was trained by a master of arms, and use twin scimitars, and a whip.
i search for someone i knew long ago, but she was taken from me. that is why i wander, i seek her and have sworn to kill all those who took her from me, and i will not hesitate to kill those who stand in my way unless they be of Elven blood. though i do not shrink from killing, i do not kill needlessly.
my lineage is hard to trace: i do not know my father. he was a Drow that raped a moon elf/gold-elf/wild-elf maid. she died when i was born, so that she would not have to face the shame of having a half-Drow child. my mother was of royal blood only in that she was a bastard of a moon-elf/wild-elf commoner and a gold-elf noble.
i am red-haired and green-eyed. i have a quick temper, and a vicious tongue, but when i pledge my loyalty, none can question or doubt me.

~Rayvyn