Name: Trilia (don't know our family name, although we did have an 
         adopted family of sorts, more mentors than family, though.) 
    
  Age:  19 

  Gender:  Female 

  Race:    Human 

  Hair:   Black, shoulder length, straight. 

  Eyes:   Blue-grey 

  Height:  5'4" 

  Weight   120 lbs 

  Class    Rogue/Thief (Psionic) 

  Weapon:  Throwing daggers, dagger, poison, psionics 

  Favorite Deity:   Venna. Even with all that's happened, she hasn't 
turned her back on me. 
 

      Favorite Animal:  Hmmm.  Not something I've thought about often, but 
probably horses.  Spending most of our time living by our wits either in 
cities or traveling, they're the ones I've been most exposed to, and they 
have qualities I admire.  They're smarter than most people think, loyal, 
and incredibly useful. 

   Favorite Game:  Wow... {sigh} it's been a long time since I've thought 
about playing games.  Avienda and I used to play hide and seek and 
pickpocket each other just to see how long it would take the other to 
notice. 

  Favorite Color: Woodsy colors, leafy greens, sky blue, and the deep 
brown of fertile soil. 

  Best Friend:   Avienda.  She's the only friend I've had constantly all 
my life.  Others have come and gone, but she's always loved me and believed 
in me.  She's high maintenance a lot of times, but I'd still do anything 
for her. 

  Personal Idol:  Well, everyone has their faults, but I guess if I were 
to pick an idol it would be Cary.  To anyone who really knows him my 
reasons are obvious.  Honourable, infinitely caring, persistent, 
brave...and on and on.  His faults make him human and {voice drops to a 
faraway whisper} I love him all the more for them. 

   Fondest Memory:   I have many, although none are very recent.  Playing 
and talking with Avienda, all of Sylph's little games, but I think my 
favorite is meeting Cary in the dream where he was Cain as a little boy. 
Playing with him, the way he looked up at me and how I made him happy, and 
how he called me his princess...yes, that has to be my favorite. 

  Most embarrassing moment:   Embarrassing is way too light a term for any 
of the incidents I have in mind.  In fact, I don't really embarrass easily. 
Things that could be considered embarrassing are small things that don't 
hurt anything, so what's the point in getting upset over them?  Anything 
bigger than that isn't embarrassing, it's degrading or traumatic or 
humiliating, and, well, take your pick. I've got a few of those, starting 
with being raped by a monster.  Okay, so it was all an illusion of the 
Raven totem's, but it was real enough. 

  Favorite pet:  My baby dragons...of course, they aren't really pets, 
more like orphans I adopted.  They've been the only genuine, loving 
relationship I had in my time with the Daemon Lords.  I have to go back for 
them as soon as we leave the dream world.  I don't want them raised by the 
Daemon Lords. 

  Any siblings?:  Just Avienda.  I miss being identical twins, and even 
though I know it's purely a physical difference, I'm still not used to 
looking into a stranger's eyes for someone I know so well. 

  Favorite relative:  That's easy, since Avienda is my only living 
relative. 

  Favorite place:  I've been so many places, I can't say I really have a 
favorite, but I can imagine a favorite place.  It's a little cottage in the 
country that always smells of herbs and freshly baked bread, with the sun 
slanting in through the open windows, a place that's safe and peaceful, 
where children have secret spots they love to play in. 

  Ambition:  To save Fett, Lissa, and Cary and see that Cary and Lissa 
live happily ever after like they deserve to, and to live up to all that 
the gods expect of me.  Someday if I can do all that, I want to retire to 
that cottage I invented and watch with pride as Avienda trains with Fett to 
be a paladin. 

  Favorite passtime:  Learning just about anything, lore, tales of ancient 
wars and heroes, and I really enjoyed training in my psionics.  It's 
peaceful to meditate and such an awe-inspiring experience when your mind 
opens up to something new that's been there all along. 

  Favorite outfit:  I typically wear my black, tight suit of soft leather 
(It makes for easy and silent movement), and my hooded cloak with dozens of 
pockets lining the inside, to hold my herbs, daggers, and poisons. 

  Favorite time of day:   Dawn.  It's quiet, and everything is new and 
fresh.  It's always the time of day that seems the most hopeful to me.  I 
love waking up early enough to steal away and enjoy it before anyone else 
is awake. 

  My impressions of the party: 

  Grey:   I want him to like me, although I'm not quite sure why.  I 
usually don't care too much about the opinions of people I don't know very 
well, but he has my respect and there's something in his eyes that I can 
identify with.  I think we're more alike than he knows.  He really cares 
about the people he's with, and although he seems a little too quick to 
declare himself leader of the party, he's got the integrity and valor to be 
just that. 

  Racquel:   Mostly I feel sorry for her.  She obviously does not belong 
on this kind of quest and is ill-equipped for any of the situations to be 
encountered, but I'm not sure ANYONE is ever really fully prepared for this 
kind of thing.  She seems far too fragile to be here, though, and I fear 
for her safety as well as for those who must keep her protected. 

  Alus:   Don't really know.  Maybe he's just a mercenary, but I tend to 
believe people look for more meaning in their lives than just that. 

  Luther:  I like him, mostly because I know what to expect from him and 
he's a lot like how I used to be before, well, before lots of things went 
terribly wrong.  He keeps things simple, and takes things in life as they 
come.  Maybe he doesn't take some things seriously enough, but there are 
enough of us doing that and then some, so it's good to have someone 
lightening things up. 

   Collette:   She seems not to have a lot of confidence in herself, but 
for someone who spent her whole life in a degrading situation not of her 
choosing, looked down upon by just about everyone, she's awfully quick to 
judge others.  I can tell she doesn't like me, but she doesn't know 
anything about me, besides what the gift makes me look like, and I never 
judged her based on her whorish costume, so what's that all about? 

  Avienda:   I love her unconditionally and I'd do anything for her (I 
think I've proven that more than once), but she seems not to have changed a 
bit in the time we've been apart.  If anything, she's gotten even more 
rash.  Her mouth and her unthinking actions get us in trouble far too 
often, but she means well, and since her heart's in the right place, I hate 
to criticize.  I have to learn to say no to her more often, it's just that 
I haven't seen her in so long that I want to do everything I can to make 
her happy. 

  Anada:   He's either a very good man, or a very crazy one.  He stuck 
with Avienda when she was possessed and being just terrible, simply because 
he had been ordered to protect her, and he's unquestioningly stuck with the 
party through all the scariness and weirdness, and instead of whining and 
demanding that we find a way to send him back to the real world, he's 
stepped up every time. 

   Hue:   Again, either very good or very crazy, but at the very least, 
very brave.  I can tell that we terrify him and that he really doesn't 
understand or like all of the magic and psionics and dream stuff that's 
going on, but instead of going all Seeker on us, he's protected us, trusted 
us, and seems to be able to judge people more deeply than just how they 
appear.