Skylar Selund

About
Skylar is a half-elf, born to a wealthy elven mother and merchant human father. Half-elves are not particularly common in Gha’alia, and not looking the part kept Skylar from smoothly falling in line. Instead, Skylar prowls the upper echelons of Gha’alia’s wealthy; a small little subculture of powerful pariahs failing or rebelling against Gha’alian status quo, bolstered by their financial means, or their woeful necessity. She seems a perky, bright-eyed young woman; but she is keenly aware of what subtle things go on around her, and most certainly up to an agenda of her own.

Early Days
“Stepping out into Gha’alia with any warmth in your skin always felt like wearing a bright red feathered hat. By then everyone knew of her and her situation and she never had too much trouble getting anyone to accept her; but polite as most were, in their rigid little Gha’alian way, she could still feel their disgust and pity, their morbid curiosity lurking under the surface. At some point during her formative years Skylar had decided to take that hat and wear it for all it was worth. She was simply not suited to be a recluse. She’d been described as insatiably chatty, and she thrived off of the energy that bounced between people when they interacted face to face. On a person’s face you could see truth (though sometimes, very clever lies.) The same way she knew how they felt about her, she knew how they felt about each other; he was lying to her, she was lying to him, he was thinking that. She never made it too clear just how good she was at deciphering this because, well, they’d have put her to use. Frankly, in the deep dark whispers she’d only ever share with herself, she didn’t actually want to be any different. She had no desire to be more apt for soldiering, no wish to be pure Gha’alian, sacrosanct as all that was. When the Forces had come calling they barely gave her more than a look over; her father had patted her on the back and told her there were other ways to make a name for herself.”