Kaylen Falendrea’

She was found at the age of 23 wondering the woods of Nefendran where a village moon elves live. Only knowing she appeared of the same race as the moon Elves of Nefendran, they took pity on the young Elf and brought her in to there village to be raised as one of there own. She had no memory of her life before that day: no memory of her parents, no memory of her home, and no memory of her name. They gave her a name and a place with in their village. The names given to her was Kaylen Falendrea’ by the elders of the city.

Living among her own kin brought her some peace, even though she never really felt at home. She knew not of the strange powers that where slowly manifesting with in her. Not until she reached her 70s, an age of growth in her people, did her powers really start to surface. With her powers stirring she went to the elders for aid not knowing what was wrong with her. She had so many questions, such a need to belong in a place that was becoming foreign to her. They counseled her, and tried to treat this new onset as a magical growth, teaching her how to mediate and clear her mind. This only speeded up the awaking of her powers like a student that dose not truly understand what she is delving into.

With this inner change her appearance changed as well, Kaylen was no longer an elf of Nefendran. Her pupils had faded to just a darker shade of her eye color, her skin once the fair color of the wood elves paled making her seem sick looking to them. She no longer resembled an Elvin kin of their region; this made the feelings of not belonging worse. The other teenagers of the city already had stories of how she was found, all changed to make it sound more interesting to gain some strange kind of popularity.

One eve Kaylen was on her way home from the mossy place she often went to meditate, when a young elf that tended to tease her came forth and blocked her path. (You see confused youth tend to flirt by drawing attention to them selves, this young elf Elrohir Mithrandír actually had feelings for Kaylen). He asked her questions about her eyes and pail skin, and asked her questions of her parents and who she really was. Kaylen didn’t know any of the answers she did not know why she was this way or what it really means. The anger grew inside of her swelling up trying to surface trying to brake free. Elrohir becoming frustrated at her seeming unwillingness to answer his questions became more persistent. He now asked the question that would break her restrained anger, “Are you even an Elf!”
All of the meditation she had done just moments before was now more then a waste, Kaylen slapped Elrohir across the face for such an accusation. Unknowing to Kaylen her First power was unleashed. Mind Thrust, the power of her mind struck Elrohir sending him crumpling to the ground. Kaylen went to the aid of him although she her self was exhausted by psychic enervation. Seeing that Elrohir was dead she became alarmed and frightened, She took only what she had and ran from the village for months she spent lost until she ended up in a port town. Keeping all of her secrets dark and mysterious safe she found a job as a bartender and server at a local inn. In time however people began to talk and she had to move on.

Kaylen is 107 years old now 37 years since the day she took the innocent life of Elrohir. She had never uttered a word of it keeping this dark secret in the depths on her mind. She has traveled and finally crossed the sea, in this new strange land where humans are abundant and elves are few. She now wonders from place to place not to find a home, but to find out who or what she is. She now knows she will never truly belong anywhere, never really have a home. She searches for her parents or any faint word of her kind, if there are others like her self, or if there ever was.