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Name
Nel
Gender
Girl
Age
Around 40
Race
Wild Elf
Class
Assassin. Master of poisons.
Element
Wood
Appearance
Approximately 190 centimeters tall, with a typical physique for her race. Red hair, golden eyes.
She usually wears a jacket and pants made of soft leather, as well as light boots, which allows her to move almost silently (in a suitable situation).
Character
Greedy for her own well-being, indifferent to the lives of others, impossibly stubborn, sarcastic, and aggressive in communication. However, she knows how to control her emotions when necessary.

Biography
Nel's mother was an unusual mercenary; instead of killing people, she healed them, serving in the garrison of the Stone Wastes within the Selentite Empire. The soldiers valued and respected her, so the news that the chief field medic would soon have a child was met with only good feelings.
Nel grew up as a very disobedient and annoying child, not recognizing anyone's authority and not considering others, which quickly led to negative feelings towards her. Her mother tried to pass on her knowledge and somehow calm Nel's wild nature, but to no avail. Instead of reading books and preparing healing potions, her daughter would run away from home and spend hours swinging a wooden saber in the wastelands, imagining herself as an invincible hero. Observing the soldiers' training, Nel became eager to wield weapons just as well. Her mother asked one of the officers to train her daughter. When Nel was given a training rapier, she was overjoyed.
As her daughter grew older, and after learning to get along with those around her, her mother tried again to teach her everything she knew. Nel listened patiently, not wanting to upset her mother, trying to finish with it as quickly as possible each day so she could go train with the rapier. But when the training reached the topic of antidotes, Nel forgot about all other matters, studying everything related to them day and night. Her mother was pleased with this change in her daughter's attitude, but then she discovered that she was spending so much time not studying medicines. Nel was interested in poisons.
One day, on a clear and warm day, Nel woke up and found that her mother was nowhere to be seen, and a sealed scroll with apologies and requests not to look for her lay on the table.
...soon, a senior officer directly told her that she was not welcome here. She had to leave. Throwing all her few belongings into a knapsack, she was about to go out the gate and join a caravan heading to one of the cities. At the gate, someone cloaked in a cloak called her and offered a tempting deal: a hefty bag of gold coins for the death of one of the officers. Nel, after some thought, agreed. The hatred for this place and these people that she felt at that moment took over.
Hiding from pursuit, Nel stopped in the nearest large city. With the money received from the stranger, she bought a good rapier and a few other useful items. Later, she joined an assassins' guild, where she could continue her training and earn a good living, while also gathering information.
Already an experienced assassin, she sat in a tavern, sipping a light alcoholic drink and waiting for the person who was supposed to tell her something important. Finally, he appeared and handed her a silk pouch with a dozen scrolls. Impatiently unfolding one of them, Nel began to read quickly. The man, meanwhile, chatted about rumors of a strange find somewhere in the empire. Nel threw the bag of money to him and quickly left the establishment.
Perhaps the answer is already very close.

Inventory
Rapier. Dagger. Knife in the boot. A small bag with some clothes and travel provisions, several small jars of healing ointment, a set of poisons, and a few scrolls. Chainmail.

Another one hundred and ninety.

Added 1 minute ago
My nameless character doesn't like Nael. She's not good, and she's not bad either.

Approximately 40

thousand years, the first era?

nameless character

Name: Nameless
Race: human
Class: orc killer
Biography: Arrived in the Colony for unknown reasons, enslaved the Sleeper, almost died, almost resurrected, killed six drakons, killed all the orcs in Myrtana, and became King Rhobar III.

An elven giantess, lol. Seems like the template is already broken.

Male
Female

Height is approximately 190 centimeters.

So big, yet still a girl.

Name.
Siegfried de Sais.

Biography.
Born into an influential and wealthy family; his father, Vagnar, was a general, and his mother, Ophelia, was formerly the wife of a major slave trader. Ophelia was young, beautiful, and temperamental, while the merchant was old, miserly, and boring. Therefore, when she met a young, promising officer at a social reception, he immediately charmed her, and the feeling was mutual. Soon, Ophelia's husband was found dead under unexplained circumstances, and all his property went to the heartbroken widow, who observed mourning for a whole week before marrying Vagnar. Some time later, they had a son, named after one of the tyrants of the past.
Siegfried grew up as an ordinary child. He was raised by servants; he had everything and lived in true luxury. Siegfried tried his hand in various fields, but he grew bored with everything and never truly excelled anywhere. Indeed, boredom was his main enemy throughout his life. Shaking down the poor, stealing, venturing into the depths of uninhabited, echoing tunnels — nothing helped shake off his lazy melancholy.
Siegfried parted with his mother quite early — once, when he was seven, his father got drunk and, in a blackout, beat her to death over some trifle. His mother's death did not affect the boy at all, but it broke his father, who lost his grip over time. He studied the art of war and combat under the masters of Nyx and learned the sciences from the best teachers, although he harbored no interest in them. He attempted to learn magic from a captured Selenite Wizard, but the matter did not progress beyond the simplest spells. He spent several years in a military academy, where all young men from noble families went.
At twelve, Siegfried committed his first murder — he tortured a slave to death. By fifteen, he fashioned a personal named dagger from the bone of a trichnid, which a few years later found its way into the back of his completely broken father. Inheriting the entire fortune, title, and even rank, Siegfried began to conquer his destiny. He participated in several small military Campaigns, primarily against the empire and its mercenaries. He survived three attempts on his own life: poison, an arrow, and arson. Over time, he became interested in engineering, bringing several personal developments to life during short, bloody internecine conflicts: for the heating chamber and the splitter, he earned universal respect and admiration, but the tunnel collapse device was banned for use due to the high seismic risk of the surrounding rocks — its only application resulted in hundreds of casualties in the poor part of the city. Siegfried dealt with traitors and conspirators mercilessly — he would rip open the scoundrels' bellies and drag them through the streets by their entrails, and from the skull of the first assassin sent after him, he crafted a bowl from which he demonstratively drank in public.
He traded weapons and slaves with surface dwellers. Sometimes he personally went on raids to the surface, spending a lot of time under the open sky. At first, it was difficult to overcome his innate agoraphobia, but after some time, the wide-open spaces and the ability to breathe fresh air with a full chest began to look more attractive than the musty, dark dungeons. During one such expedition, he met a lovely elf from distant Lunariion, and her stern beauty captured Siegfried's heart. Unfortunately, she did not want to go underground with him to become his concubine, so he took only her head, placing it in a solution under glass in his quarters. He began every waking period by drowning in the depth of her beautiful, glazed eyes.
Over time, Siegfried began to reconcile himself to the blandness and routine of life, but recently rumors reached him of something grandiose hidden in the heart of the Selenite empire. He has everything: wealth, power, authority. But really, why not go? As if on a regular raid, Siegfried gathered a small squad of his best warriors, whom he led into a canyon to be eaten by giant carnivorous worms. "No one must know where and why I am actually going," he decided.

Personality.
Unstable. Apathy, malice, and courage often replace one another. Sometimes he falls into a borderline state — calm and detached, only when he remembers some story or something pleasant does he immediately feel better. He treats other races the same as all living beings — with equal tolerance. He does not consider himself cruel, does not dwell on himself, does not consume alcohol or consciousness-clouding substances, and has not been noted for dishonorable liaisons. In business, he relies on no one and plans nothing in advance, solving problems as they arise, and never doubts anything. He loves discovering something new for himself, trying foreign dishes, visiting new places, meeting interesting people, or killing them. In general, he is clear-minded and free-thinking.

Equipment.
Luxurious full plate armor with a light-shielding helmet; a cloak; an ornate hand-and-a-half sword with small improvements; a named bone dagger on the belt; a short serrated knife with a poisoned blade in the boot; a bag with camping gear, some food, and medical supplies; a mask made of human skin; money; a wig, false mustache, and beard; a pouch with powdered explosive; a set of gaming dice.

Yes, the elf Vissa is indeed unconventional. Truly wild. Morni, that's a great description, very witty! You really put some effort into it.

Revan, by the way. What is the goal of the game? To find these treasures? And that's it?

I only read Ment's profile.

Added 1 minute ago
Although, I also read about Fortress.

Revan, by the way. What is the goal of the game? To find these treasures? And that's it?

Seduce any of the companions, watch a pornographic cutscene, and defeat the final boss. Just like in any other RPG.

Morni de Seys. I once wanted to use that nickname, but I found a lot of de Seys users online, and I kind of lost interest.

Aristocrats

For unknown reasons, all men have white hair, while women have black hair. Their eye color is red.

It reminded me of something.

and can a soulbinder not summon or communicate with the dead?

Double 2. Sky Fortress. Night Blade. Air.