Name: Altran-rel Sceifold
Nickname/Alias: Nrel
Gender: Male
Age: 150+
Rank: Common Elf, Nature elf
Occupation: Smit
Weapon(s) of choice: Bow, Sword
Basic Abilities: Nature magic, blacksmithing,
Pet(s): none
Eyes:
Shape-slightly raised on the outter ends. But almond in shape otherwise
Color- a misty green. like the forest floor with the sun shining through
Size-average
Hair:
Length- medium
Style- tied behind in a braid when working otherwise its left down
Color- white
Skin Tone: greenish hue due to spending his entire life in the forest.
Bust Size:
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 110
Build: slightly underweight. he keeps in shape but doesn't have muscle mass
Clothes: all his clothes are especially made and infused with magics to protect form the heat and metals in his forge.
Head - a bandana when working or around his shop.
Upper body - a vest made of toughened materials
Lower body - a pare of fair fitting pants
Feet - bare except when working. then they are covered in a cloth material
Accessories - a wooden staff with a carving of a fierce dragon. His motivation to be close to nature.
Personality: Passionate about his work. He is peaceful but stern.
Likes - nature and all its creations, to spend hours in his forge designing and perfecting new weapons. it can take him a week to make one just right.
Dislikes - any one or thing that destroys any part of the forest and those who come to him uninvited. if you show up you must have the patience to wait until he decides he will see you.
Basic description - He is a quiet type that has seen many changes and times in the world around him. He sings to the plants and forest to help them grow and has a natural green thumb that helps him bless and living plant around him. He can use magic but prefers to not use it when in his shop doing work. For if you can get something through magic then where is the joy you get through doing it with your own two hands. he is fast, strong and focused. He has been know to go days at a time not eating and living on the energy around him in meditations in the woods. He knows to not jump to decisions for it can take years to fix a mistake.
History: he was once a fierce hunter, skilled in both sword and bow and feared when either were in his hands. Having been alive for nearly two centuries he is very wise and has learned a lot. His craft is the most ancient form known to his kind and many come to him for weapons. His weapons are normally made for only elves but a few have been made for angels and for special cases. Only five known weapons exist that were given by him to weres and not one blade has ever been presented by him to any other species and he has never made one for them. Any blade beheld by one who it was not meant for or who has nor had it properly given to him will become cursed and fail the user.
Past: He was raised among his fellow elves until the race started dying out. he then withdrew to a small ancient part of the woods and hid himself away in a cavern he found. He went out everyday and sung to the trees and plants for protection and for them to have long life and to grow fast, strong, and anew. Having spent a century in there the forest has tripled in size and has now become known as the Ancient Woods.
Birth Place:The once out lands of the Ancient Woods
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