Chelise stuff

Name: Chelise Radcliffe
Race: Half-elf
OP/UP? Underpowered--at least in combat. Will never be as good at crushing people as the barbarian, or as good at ensorcelling them as the wizard.
Personality: Friendly, talkative, companionable, occasionally flighty or forgetful.
Things she likes: Sport, talking, telling jokes, getting along with people of all sorts.
Things she doesn't like: Laziness, excessive drinking, people insulting her fashion or homeland or style.
Things she's scared of: People with REALLY BIG weapons, aberrations (seriously, they're ugly as sin and not nearly as moral), and people who willingly worship evil deities.
Things that make her mad: People who insult her for her tastes, belittle her abilities, or otherwise claim she can't pull her own weight.
Things that freak her out: Aberrations. Not that *she* knows the monster types, but she's seen paintings/heard stories.
Background: Chelise comes from two half-elven parents (she's a fourth-generation half-elf) in a well-to-do city a week's carriage ride from <starting location>. Her father was a banker, and her mother was a retired adventurer who'd been pretty sneaky in her day. When she developed a talent for magic they sent her off to the premier bardic college in the area, Helligan's Home for Hymns and Hers. There she learned--and learned, and learned, and learned. She proved a decent student, even if they did have to pound lessons into her head from time to time, but her naturally gregarious nature meant she didn't really make anything *less* than a friend by the time she graduated, promising to return and visit once she'd found something nifty to tell a story about. That was seven months ago, and her travels haven't taken her far...yet.