And So it continues...
• Grew up with a nomadic mishmash of people known as the Saenni, comprised of primarily elves, half-elves, humans, with a few halflings thrown in for flavor. They are basically gypsies, some more respectable/reputable than others. Among them:
○ Some merchants (herbs/spices, pelts, exotic goods from far away lands, etc)
○ Some performers (bards, acrobats, etc)
○ Some hustlers/scammers (three-card monte players, for example)
○ Some thieves
• The Saenni were multidenominational in their approach to religion; many different deities were worshipped (similar to Game of Thrones seven gods). Though most felt pulled toward a few major ones (Corellon Larethian was popular, as were the elven gods of nature and wisdom Sashelas and Angharradh), Faellan had always felt a connection to Erevan Ilesere, the trickster. He prayed to all the gods, but he noticed that for some reason, the prayers he offered to Erevan seemed to be answered more frequently. His faith wasn’t something that he cultivated early in life, but it was something he valued and appreciated. And as time passed, it would turn out to be the source of his greatest strength.