Cael Irvyn is a Half-Elf cleric of Deneir I’ve been playing in a campaign for over a year now. Cael is a very emotionally confused character, and I think that shows in the kind of incoherent (…structure? Flow? I dunno, man.) of this piece.
He was raised by humans in the goody-two-shoes kingdom of Elturgard and never knew his Elven mother until his human dad decided to leave a note about her existing right before he died. Like pretty much every other half-elf in the history of D&D backstories (I assume), he never really quite fit in with the people who raised him.
The Elemental Plane of Air, Present Day
It was difficult to see anything through the din of the storm. Cael could barely make out the serpentine shape of the Elder Tempest as it weaved its way through the squall. Even on a clear day, he wouldn’t have seen the pure elemental gale screaming toward him in time to raise his shield. The last thing he remembered was an eruption of thunder.
Convulsive Ravings 