Jerome the Alchemist

Jerome the Alchemist

I am Jerome the alchemist. I am a dark elf, but unlike my others of my race, I live in exile, among the race of men. It's a hard environment, sometimes dangerous, but my family's circumstances made so there is no other choice. Men tend to feel threatened by my kind, especially the darker skinned elves, like me.
The reason my family was forced into the hostile territory of men is a bloody conflict between my father and my uncle regarding who should rule their tribe. My uncle won the initial battles, but my father never gave up. After hiding his family far away in the land of men he came back, and tried to organize a resistance force for a revolution. This is the reason my father was absent for most of my childhood.
I am called the alchemist because of my knowledge of potions and poisons. I am talented In cooking, mixing and brewing any kind of drink, or liquid, for eating, or a for any other reasons. That why my path is clear, I should become a Druid or a wizard, and become ruler by dripping the right potion in the right cup at the right time. In the meantime… we'll, as I said, I am a pretty good cook so I can probably get work… I hope.
I usually walk around in a sort of black and grey robe. I have long, dark blue dreadlocks.