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Izrael Aeron

Valdreig

Villager
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Name:Izrael Aeron
Full Titles:N/A
Nickname/Alias:N/A

KEY INFORMATION:
Age:57
Gender:Male
Race:Silver Elf.
Social Status:None.
Sexuality:Straight.
Height:6'7
Weight:230 ibs.
Date of Birth:N/A ( Need to know the current dates to be able to place - will update ASAP )
Date of Death:Alive.
Homeland:N/A (I'd need information on available Silver Elf lore, which seems to be non-existant - will update when more is gathered .)
Current Home:None.

PHYSIOLOGY:
Build: Athletically thin with a strong, toned and muscular build that makes him thin but very sturdy.
Hair:Golden.
Eyes:Onyx with specs of silver in the darkness.
Skin:Fairly Tanned.
Identifying Marks: If he is not wearing his decorative mask, he has a severe burn across the left side of his face.

Appearance:Golden, semi-lengthy locks of hair adorn the tanned Silver Elves head, a fringe sweeping over the right side of his face. His face would be considered handsome, which is common among the elven folk, his feature more angular and pointed but his chin seems a bit stronger and firm - less pointed. His eyes are dark, onyx pools with flecks of silver in the dark depths that glimmer - signature of the Silver Elves. However, his most distinguishing feature his the large, dark red burn across the left side of his face. Because of the burn, he wears a decorative, silver mask with golden etching within the material. Like any elves, his ears are also pointed. A tall yet sturdy elf, his armor and cloak making him look all the more imposing - and his mask to boot make him look like an intimidating customer and very stiff demeanor makes him look business like.

Clothing:He wears plated leather hides of a dark brown - the plating consisting of a front torso piece set under the lever with a similar piece on his back. He has a dark green cloak pinned on by silver clasps in the shape of wolf heads. A bandolier goes across his chest chest and upon his arms are gauntlets of leather and plate - his top gear secured by little belts tying them on. A darker belt goes around his torso, and under his leg gear is of similar make as his torso, tough leather hide that is light and flexible, with plating set under the leather covering the front of his legs, and a pair of dark brown boots covering his feet.

Weaponry: A steel two handed Daikatana that he uses as his main offensive weapon - the blade about 3 feet in length - the steel flawless and sturdy and the entire weapon is surprisingly light with it's handle wrapped in a traditional style - the cloth crisscrossing a golden color and the handle a silver color laid into it. Under his cloak and within a sheath he carries a light weight short sword as a secondary, emergency weapon in case his Daikatana proves unsatisfactory in combat - the blade made of folded steel and 1 1/2 feet in length.

Prized Possessions:His Daikatana, his prized and main weapon. His mask that he uses to conceal the burns he carries. A pristine white, silk cloth with the name "Eelia" embroidered with silver stitching .

Hygiene:A very well kept individual, sanitary and bathes regularly. He is a Silver elf, after all. Altera's High Elf.

Voice: His voice is in a deep set that resonates with authority, strength, and an air of stuffiness that comes from a man who plays on a 'Straight and Narrow', follow the rules personality that seems almost devoid of any excess emotions - although annoyance and some frustration creeps in every so often.

QUALITIES AND FLAWS:
Strengths:Swordsmanship, law abiding, no-nonsense.
Fears:The death of those close to him.
Weaknesses:Big eyes, adorableness, key points in his past that will make him reckless. Alcohol.
Intelligence:A very smart, well learned individual -strategic mindset and keeps a very business like demeanor.
Languages:Common, Elven.
Profession:N/A.

ETHICS AND MOTIVATIONS:
Personality: Izrael is generally considered a stick-in-the-mud, no-nonsense, law abiding, and generally 'guardian'-esque . Very little patience for stupidity and sees things to be done in the correct way, no pulled strings, cut corners - usually very by the book. Although when he's drunk, it's a different side of the elf. he becomes looser, carefree, a bit of a loudmouth who can't hold his liquor and is by far more sociable and outgoing. The best time to get on his good side is when he's drunk.
Religion or Cults:None.
Alignment:Good.
Short Term Goals: Protection, keeping Law and Order.
Long Term Goals: To try and let go of his past.

TRIVIA:
Favourite...

Place:N/A
Pastime:Meditation.
Food:Venison.
Drink:Alcohol. All the alchohol.
Colour:The bright blue of a clear sky.
Animal:Wolf.

Least Favourite...
Place:Home.
Pastime:Being an arrogant youth.
Food: Oranges.
Drink: Citrus juice.
Colour:Black.
Animal:Small dogs.

RELATIONS:
Loved: N/A
Trusted: N/A
Befriended: N/A
Liked: N/A
Neutral: Anyone.
Unsure of: N/A
Wary of: N/A
Afraid of: N/A
Disliked: N/A
Hated: N/A

BACKSTORY:


The youth of Izrael Aeron is wrought with regret brought upon himself, and his youthful ignorance, arrogance, overconfidence and stupidity. He was a beloved son, with a younger sister whom adored and revered her older sibling as her hero and wanted to be like him, and to be respected by him. Izrael loved his sister deeply, he was easily swayed by her big eyes and when she asked him of something, he'd melt and do as she wished - he spoiled her. When young, Izrael was raised up to be a an example of his family and race - strong, confident, elegant, but he was only two of those. Elegant, he was not. His praise and adoration of his family and friends only led to the boy being a pompous youngling without regard of others or humility. He believed he was entitled, and by far the most the be successful and great in his life time and he aimed to prove it wherever he went. He wanted the world to know his name, and to know what he'd bring to the world: Himself.

This however, led to tragedy. From his town, rumors spread of a caravan of bandits being heard to have made camp somewhere in the nearby hills and it was possible they aimed to attack them or one of their neighboring communities. A danger loomed, and people were nervous. Izrael, however, saw the opportunity to appoint himself a hero of the town and his people. He gathered a group of his friends, and they agreed that they, under the cover of darkness, would assault the camp and caravan of these bandits and take them out. Save the village, and be heroes - Izrael's confidence was infectious and the other headstrong youth went with it in a fervor - they were blood thirsty. Even Izrael's sister, Eelia, came along - such was Izrael's confidence that he was convinced she'd be safe. It would be a simple task and they'd all be praised..but it went horribly,horribly wrong. The bandits weren't just simply thugs, they were skilled and well prepared fighters and the youths were slaughtered with ease - Eelia included - and only Izrael was kept alive at the Bandit leader's whim.

He had singled out that this over confident pup was the ringleader of this little band of vagabonds. They could kill him - but that would be too easy for the presumptuous elf. They wanted him to suffer with what he had let happen - and they wanted him to have a permanent reminder. They restrained him, and inflicted severe burns upon the left side of his face before leaving him to return to the town with his burn, shame, and the news of what had happend. He had killed his friends, some the oldest and only sons of families, and even his beloved sister - all because of his pride and arrogance. He was shamed. Disowned. His life turned upside down, with everything lost. Time, changed him. His outlook, and everything; he vowed to not be arrogant or prideful - that he would devote himself to keeping on a 'Straight and narrow' path in life - to abide by rules, laws, order, and keep them. Deep in his mind, it was to atone for what he had done, or at least ease his mind some, the rest became washed away in a habit of heavy drinking. He being eternally a lightweight, would always become drunk quick, and his pains drowned away in alcohol - and hidden behind an ornate mask that also hid his scars.

INSPIRATIONS:


My in-game name is: ValDreig
 
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