Erevan Ilesere is the roguish elven deity of transformation, change and mischief. A karmic trickster on a grand scale, The Trickster is not what other races might imagine: his actions often play out over a long period of time, and he is a patron of elven comedy.Erevan the Changeling is also an admirer of adventure, discovery and spending long-time hooking onto a single curiosity and following the thread to its end. His home in Arvandor lies near one of Yggdrasil’s roots, enabling him to quickly stride across the planes in search of new adventure. Erevan Ilesere has a close friendship with Dugmaren Brightmantle and the draconic god Hlal; the three are known to crusade into the most mysterious and dangerous parts of the Planes and get into plenty of trouble en route. He also maintains personal ties with the Seelie Court and has fey worshipers.
The Trickster, the Chameleon, the Green Changeling, the Evershifting Shapechanger, the Fey Jester, the Jack of the Seelie Court are his most common names.
His word is something Arlee keeps to heart and mind always as follows:
Change and excitement are the spice of life. Live on the edge, unbound by the conventions of society in a spirit of constant self-reinvention. Puncture the self-righteousness, sanctimony, and pretension that pervades orderly society with mischievous pranks that both amuse and enlighten Inspire laughter and happiness, giddy silliness, and welcome release from care so that the routine of day-to-day existence does not become worn so deep that it grinds all the joy from life. Celebrate the spontaneous, and practice random acts of helpfulness.
Despite his fickle nature, Erevan is fiercely devoted to the Seldarine, and so is Arlee fiercely devoted to the protection and support of elven-kind in this manner.
Erevan’s boon companion is Aasterinian, an aspect of the draconic deity Hlal. Erevan and Aasterinian are almost never separated and their legendary adventures inspire younger elves (including a certain half-elf :Aspen) who dream of emulating the mythic duo’s daring exploits.
Erevan can change his appearance at will.~ Arlee cannot help but have a soft spot for druids and shifters alike and favors magical items granting the ability to change shape. There have been no shortage of such companions in her time.
Arlee is by no means a cleric, but her uncle was. As his twin sister, her mother passed on at childbirth he assumed the duties of raising Arlee and guiding her in her elven heritage which she favored.. despite her father being human and she was not quite as accepted amongst her peers. Little Lady Aspen fell in love with Erevan Ilesere and kept her uncles teachings dear to heart all her life.
The church of Erevan lacks any sort of hierarchy, for worship is not permitted at the same location twice and no cleric can be bothered to coordinate the clergy. Clerics of Erevan are wild, mischievous, independent, and unpredictable, playing tricks on others for the sheer joy of it. They oppose settled interests of all sorts and delight in upsetting both the rule of law and powerful people and in generally creating mayhem. The have little in the way of formal duties, and minister to the faithful primarily through example and instruction in the skills required of mischievous rogues.
Clerics of Erevan pray for their spells at midnight, when darkness covers their mischief. Followers of Erevan gather monthly for a Midnight Gambol, which is held in a sylvan glade beneath the light of the full moon. The exact location of each Midnight Gambol is a secret that is passed among the faithful by word of mouth in the days leading up to the event. Anyone who manages to discover the festivities through their own ingenuity is welcome to participate. Erevan’s followers are often joined in their revels by mischief-loving creatures such as sprites. Each Midnight Gambol includes the sacrifice of beautiful objects (most of which are borrowed), dancing, wine-drinking, tale-telling, and endless prank-playing. Many clerics multiclass as rogues or sorcerers.
It was one such celebration, also her coming of age, a Midnight Gambol when she was frolickingly, playing when the strange mist permeated the woods. Only to wake the next morn at the vibrant Vistani camp in Barovia.
When her mother passed on, left for her was a journal the most recent entries her mothers. By the writings one can gather she anticipated not witnessing Arlee grow it was bittersweet a telling of wonderful stories the likes of which included times she and her brother would trade places she would have to conceal her hair when acting as her brother and her brother would often darken his feathery white tresses with coal to appear as his ebon haired twin. Some stories would be handed down tales of pranks through the years as elven comedy tended to spanned a lengthy time for perfect execution. She was a sorceress of no small talent, the lady of house Aspen and well liked.
While no formal military orders are associated with Erevan's church, countless bands and guilds of elven and half- elven rogues have been founded in honor of the Trickster. A notable example is the Knaves of the Missing Page, a fellowship of elven spellfilchers (mage/thieves) based in the Vale of Evereska but active throughout Faerun. Knaves specialize in the recovery of elven magical artifacts, spell scrolls, and spell tomes that have been acquired by other races, particularly humans. Her mother was one such Knave and kept avid detail of her duties and feelings of them in her journal. A path set for Arlee she would take from and make her own.. as she would land so far away from home and probably never get to step into her mothers shoes amongst the fellowship.