Seamus
Villager
Name: Gildor Calafalas
Nickname/Alias: Long Shot
Age: 2000
Gender: Male
Race: Dark Elf
Height: 6'2"/186cm
Weight: 60kg/129lbs
Hair: Black, medium length and messy
Eyes: Black with red iris
Skin: dark
Identifying Marks: None
Appearance: Wears hunting gear and a hood. Face is shadowed by hood. Strong build.
Strengths: Stealth, parkour, archery, blades, getting into places and has eyes like a hawk. He is very trustworthy and determined. Gathering wood.
Weaknesses and fears: Doesn't like to socially interact, not very good at growing crops or building. His only fear is the END.
Religion and cults: A strong believer in the gods of the server(admins/mods) and will serve their every need.
Profession: Former hunter at a young age, was an archer in the army of homeland during the great war and assassin for a two hundred years.
Backstory: Was born into the Calafalas family in the first era. He grew up on a farm at the outskirts of Alfhildr, a small elvish town, but never took to the ways of farming. Instead he became skilled with a bow and learned to hunt. He would spend days in the wild doing this and bring home a deer with every trip. For a few hundred years he did this. Then the Great War started, a 1000 year war between Elfs and Dwarfs. He thought it was his duty to help win the war.
He joined the army as an archer. He was put into a small group of elite warriors and archers whose task was to infiltrate enemy lines and take out key points. This went on for years and years until the war finished with a truce, but both sides still hated each other.
After the war the group he was in was turned into assassins. The elvish side never really stopped fighting when the war ended. They would take out dwarfish noblemen and generals in secret. When the Elvish king found out about the group they were all banished from the kingdom. Most of the group kept up the work but Gildor left and set sail for the Northern Kingdoms of Hollow World never to return to his homeland.
Nickname/Alias: Long Shot
Age: 2000
Gender: Male
Race: Dark Elf
Height: 6'2"/186cm
Weight: 60kg/129lbs
Hair: Black, medium length and messy
Eyes: Black with red iris
Skin: dark
Identifying Marks: None
Appearance: Wears hunting gear and a hood. Face is shadowed by hood. Strong build.
Strengths: Stealth, parkour, archery, blades, getting into places and has eyes like a hawk. He is very trustworthy and determined. Gathering wood.
Weaknesses and fears: Doesn't like to socially interact, not very good at growing crops or building. His only fear is the END.
Religion and cults: A strong believer in the gods of the server(admins/mods) and will serve their every need.
Profession: Former hunter at a young age, was an archer in the army of homeland during the great war and assassin for a two hundred years.
Backstory: Was born into the Calafalas family in the first era. He grew up on a farm at the outskirts of Alfhildr, a small elvish town, but never took to the ways of farming. Instead he became skilled with a bow and learned to hunt. He would spend days in the wild doing this and bring home a deer with every trip. For a few hundred years he did this. Then the Great War started, a 1000 year war between Elfs and Dwarfs. He thought it was his duty to help win the war.
He joined the army as an archer. He was put into a small group of elite warriors and archers whose task was to infiltrate enemy lines and take out key points. This went on for years and years until the war finished with a truce, but both sides still hated each other.
After the war the group he was in was turned into assassins. The elvish side never really stopped fighting when the war ended. They would take out dwarfish noblemen and generals in secret. When the Elvish king found out about the group they were all banished from the kingdom. Most of the group kept up the work but Gildor left and set sail for the Northern Kingdoms of Hollow World never to return to his homeland.