Kerillian

{{Kerillian is a Wood Elf and a core member of the motley band of heroes dubbed the Ubersreik Five. Along with the rest of the group, she disrupted Chaos operations across the Reikland during the End Times.}}

{{Kerillian is always seen with her face covered, wearing a cloak and usually wielding a Longbow. She wears tight leather pants, thigh high high heeled boots, and stirrup socks.}}

{{Like the rest of the Five, Kerillian's skills extended far beyond her initial vocation and she was adept with a large array of weapons. Her extreme ballistic skills extended to longbows, swiftbows, javelins, energy bows, and even repeater crossbows. If any of her enemies were lucky enough to avoid an Elven shaft between the eyes, Kerillian could swap out for her swords and daggers, often dual-wielding them, and swiftly hack, stab and slash a path through enemies, leaving a trail of bloody corpses in her wake. She could also opt for a more strength focused approach to her fighting, wielding a variety of powerful two-handed glaives, axes, and longswords. She was also highly proficient with spears, either on their own or in concert with shields.}}

{{Enigmatic and sharp sighted, Kerillian walks the lands of men, after having left her post as a guardian of the Wood Elves ancient home Athel Loren. The reasons why she keeps to herself. Using her exceptional skills to take down anyone perceived as a threat, she is as likely to kill you as she is to begrudgingly acknowledge your presence. Kerillian regards the human race as nothing more than clueless children, and treats them accordingly, most often drenching her answers to their naive questions in patronising sarcasm. Unfortunately for her, Wood Elves are rare in human lands, and even if many recoil in fear, she is regarded as a curiosity and approached more frequently than she would prefer by foolish humans attempting to interact.}}

{{Kerillian holds Lileath before any other God. Not surprising, seeing as the Moon Goddess' followers are often seen as capricious just like the deity they worship.[4] Franz Lohner considers her a study in contrasts: selfless and spiteful, carefree and bitterly serious.[5] She is secretive about her past even with her companions; half the things she says about herself bear at least a second reading, and most of them could stand a third or a fourth. Lohner does not believe that Kerillian distrusts her comrades, as such, but that she was alone so long there are pieces of herself that she'll never readily share.}}

{{Kerillian was born in the Wood Elf stronghold of Athel Loren. From her earliest days, she showed a great aptitude for archery and a love of wandering the forest. As well as keeping watch for trespassers, she began following other Elves for sport, to see if she could evade their notice. She was partly driven by a desire to improve her skills, and when she was spotted and challenged this was the reason she gave. But it was not the only reason, for she was born with an insatiable curiosity about everyone, everything, and everywhere, which all too often overrode her more cautious instincts.}}

{{By 2511 IC, she had been a Waywatcher for centuries, picking off anything or anyone foolish enough to wander into Athel Loren uninvited. When she additionally was chosen to train as a Ghost Strider, the decision seemed like a natural recognition of her abilities, but that was not the only reason. Her mixture of stealth and curiosity had irritated some and embarrassed others, and there were many in Athel Loren who had reason to want her sent away on long, solitary patrols far from home. This suited Kerillian as much as it suited them, and eventually she could not resist the temptation to venture out of the forest and into the worlds of Humans, Dwarfs, and Halflings.}}

{{One such expedition saw her prowling the forests on the road to Bogenhafen, hunting Mutants and others. There she encountered a party of adventurers under attack from Mutants and in need of help. She was happy to even the odds by loosing a few arrows at the monsters from cover. She did not stay around to chat, however, and the party only caught a glimpse of her back retreating into the forest. She then took her hunting to the Barren Hills of Talabecland before continuing to Middenland. She might have even decided to enter the Middenheim archery contest at the Carnival to show up other elven competitors. But for the most part, the city held little interest for her, and she continued traveling overland, keeping her skills sharp by picking off Mutants, Skaven, Beastmen, bandits, and other pests. She may have also encountered the same party she aided earlier, though if they tried to follow her, she resented their nosiness. At some point, she also ended up staying at Ubersreik in the Bridge House.}}

{{Even for a Wood Elf, Kerillian’s sight was sharp, able to pick off a ladybird eating a leaf at a hundred paces if she chose to. But this gift, coupled with a natural curiosity also turned into a curse when she saw something that no mortal was meant to see. One autumnal night in Athel Loren, when both moons rode high in the sky, Kerillian spotted a Spellsinger as he meandered under the boughs. The Elf mage was no trespasser and so there was no reason Kerillian should have kept track of him, and yet she did. Her curiosity piqued. The Waywatcher followed the mage from above as he walked deeper into the forest… and put her on a path that would change her fate forever...}}

{{For a long time, the details surrounding Kerillian's exile from her homeland were a mystery to her companions as she refused to speak about it. However, she recently seemed to open up to Franz Lohner about her past, although Lohner himself remains skeptical if the Waywatcher's tale is the entire truth, if any of it is true at all...}}}

{{Most elves in Athel Loren trace their roots to before the Sundering (the division of the Elves into High and Dark) but, over the years, the forest has also become a refuge for outcasts from both Ulthuan and Naggaroth. Though these refugees swear off their pasts, some are less than honest in their pledges. Kerillian stumbled on one such group led by a mage midway through a ritual dedicated to Hekarti, the Cytharai Goddess of Dark Magic worshipped by the Dark Elves.}}