Darick
| Race | Dhampir |
| Age | 23 |
| Height | 5'4" |
| Weight | 120lbs |
| Class | Bard-pir |
| Background | Dhampir of Morgau |
| Alignment | Chaotic Neutral |
| Status | 6 (Half-elf levels of respect) |
Darick was a troublemaker in the eyes of his true-blooded elders, but he was still kin and was still too promising to throw away. He disliked the way they wanted him to act, always looking for cheap and exciting thrills, and more than once doing things unfitting of his noble houses name. Darick still did as he was told for the most part, knowing full well how much his position could benefit him.Rumors had reached his house of a tomb being uncovered down in the southlands, piquing his interest. After bringing it up to the heads of his family, they allowed him to go and find plunder it in their name, and he was happy to oblige. Of course, this just seemed to be an easy way to get rid of him to his elders, but to him it was an adventure waiting for him to conquer. Darick didn't care for any material possessions he could find there, but rather what thrills are waiting for him in those catacombs...