Name of character: Fydhorn ElvenFire
Nicknames:
Age: 120 human years
Sex: male
Height: 6'10"
Species/Race: Elven
Description/Appearance: A brilliant white light washes over the inn and when
it clears a white robed figure stands in the center. He wears a cloak
attached his robe that is pure white. His robe has elven silver runes
woven into it and is of the highest quality velvet. He pulls back his
hood to reveal a thin face. He has long black hair with silver streaks
running through it and slightly pointed ears. His eyes are a cold
unfeeling steel gray and move back and fourth searching the inn. Around
his neck he wears a amulet. It is carved from silver into the form of a
dagger. It has a small sapphire attached to the bottom of the hilt and
the dagger glows a faint blue color. His hands are thin and move
surprisingly quickly. On his right hand is a silver ring. It appears to
be delicately carved into the shape of a dragon. The ring blinks and
looks at the other patrons of the inn. He holds a staff in his right
hand. The staff is smooth and has many strange looking runes on its
surface. On the top is a large sapphire held by a silver dragon's claw. The staff glows
a strange azure color and seems to emit great power. There is a faint
outline of a dagger concealed in the wrist area of his robe. He wears a
silver rope belt at his waist. Attached to his belt are many pouches.
The pouches are white and one has silver runes woven into it. The pouch
glows a faint white color. He takes a seat and quietly orders a glass
or crimson red wine. Sipping it he looks at the other patrons of the
inn
Background:
Ablities/Magicks: Druid\Elven Mage
Weapons/Items: above
Nature/Alignment: Well he is an elf that sorta speaks for it self
Special Notes: Unlike a streiotipical elf FYdhorn is not to be
trusted... someone or thing as powerfull never should