Kimba the Elemental Summoner Elf and her apprentice (Your name here)

[Sky the Fursona]

KImba adjusted her shining sword, her 17th ashy tickmark etched in the metal. Being Level 17, and after her father's unexplained demise, she decided to get an apprentice. Her Fire Faery, Stardust, flitted in approval. She headed off to the Starter Land and went around, searching for the partner that would be right for her (Pick a race (anything you want) Class (Again, anything) and this is where you come in!)

[Rayleonarde]

((This still open?))

[Sky the Fursona]

Indeed it be!))

[Rayleonarde]

((I'm just going to assume that this will be here, not on another medium, aye?))
A traveling merchant by trade, Sal'leth never stayed anywhere for longer than a few days, a week at max.  As a mercenary, he was always prepared for anything.  A large, heavily notched hand-and-a-half sword sat against his back, clinking against his personally crafted Armor of the Glorious. A large, gilded dagger sat on the left side of the armor's breast-plate. Weary from his journeys, he set up shop, selling rare trinkets.   As he sat about, peddling his goods, he chanced to spot the summoner, and rubbed his hands together.  He then waved Kimba down, shouting. "Aye simwae! I see your a user of magic, eh?  Come in friend, I may have something you may need!"