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" class="bbcode_smiley" /><br><br><b>• What is your NPC's full (first and last) name? No numbers or special characters, please. </b><br>Elias Zelen<br><b>• Choose race </b><br>Human (Meadow Folk)<br><b>• Character's Desired Appearance</b><br>Although in his early thirties, Elias Zelen has already a far receding blonde hairline. He features a quite thin – almost stubbly- Van Dyck beard, sports an earring on his left ear and his main colours are black (primary) and yellow (secondary). His voice tends to be a little bit feminine.<br><b>• Primary Class</b><br>Rogue<br><b>• Secondary Class</b><br>Chanter<br><b>• Character's Main Weapon</b><br>Rapier<br><b>• Character's Off-hand Item</b><br>Stiletto<br><b>• Character's Head</b><br>No hat or helmet.<br><b>• Character's Armor</b><br>Leather Armor.<br><b>• Character's Armor Color</b><br>Elias Zelen wears a Fine Leather Armor. Although it seems to be quite old, it has been kept in pristine condition. Predominantly black in colour, discrete yellow vertical stripes run along from top to bottom on its sides and along the neckline. The most distinguishing feature that breaks the armour’s uniformity is a coat of arms on the chest, a black double-headed eagle crest on a yellow field. Elias never disclosed details on whether his armour was an ancient family heirloom passed down through the generations or an artefact of a long gone royal line he ‘stumbled’ upon in one of his adventures. He cherishes it fondly either way.<br><b>• Personality and Combat Style</b><br>Elias Zelen was left by his family inside a basket in the countryside, where he was found and brought up by a troupe of elves. A rather unusual upbringing, the elves’ behaviour and mannerisms left a strong impression and influence on Elias’ character. Always feeling a little bit out of place he developed a shy demeanour. He is a stoic figure; very slow to anger unless you violate his code of valour. Any personal insults he manages to brush off with humour and inverse the situation to a merry atmosphere making the insulting party a fool of themselves at the same time. The only thing that breaks his otherwise quiet nature is how easily you can make him laugh; he loves good jokes which can reduce him to tearful laughter in a matter of seconds. His shrilling, hearty laugh can be heard from meters afar. Despite all this, whenever he feels that he is a nuisance (almost always he is not) he shuts himself to refrain from being a burden to others. <br><br>He managed to pick up a few skills while the troupe visited cities, pickpocketing here and there to make some extra cash to survive. He laid harmless traps as pranks to his fellow elves, but he found out that this skill quickly came in handy whenever he wanted to hunt. He always cherished the songs of his companions and picked up a few, but he never became good enough to specialise in them. Whatever few melodies he managed to pick up, always rejuvenated his companions mentally. His favourite weapon is the rapier, striking his foes with finesse and elegance a trait which closely resembles his attitude on life in general, but he’s equally proficient with other long blades as well. His quiet stoic nature radiates strength, he will be the first to join the battle, inspiring his companions with his laughter. A man of few words, but precise and numerous actions.<br><br>During one of his ‘expeditions’, he broke into a library. He stood in awe of all the contained knowledge. It was then when he decided to stop stealing for riches and material gain to survive and devote himself into gaining knowledge. He bid farewell to his troupe and set off to learn as much as possible regarding the world. He collected many dusty old tomes and books. After a few years, he settled in a small coastal village where he took up the job of a young teacher. His street smarts and thirst for knowledge helped him sharpen the minds of his students. He made new friends, who always liked to tease him about his astonishingly bad grasp of geography despite him being a teacher. He brushed it all off with his trademark laughter. During his teaching days, he also found the love of his life. Never missing an opportunity whenever he saw one, he married her. All was going well for Elias when one night all of a sudden something stirred in him. A calling. Without telling anyone he abruptly left his settled life behind for his last but probably biggest adventure yet…[/hide]<br>
