Afia

Thalendril is the image of disciplined elven grace—tall, lean, and regal in bearing. His golden hair is kept short, accentuating the sharp lines of his face and piercing green eyes that seem to judge all they rest upon. His finely crafted leather armor bears embossed motifs of Lelone, and every piece is meticulously maintained. A masterwork longbow rests across his back, matched by a quiver of rune-marked arrows. His confident posture and ever-present smirk reflect an unwavering belief in his own superiority.

Thalendril is dutiful, calculating, and ruthlessly effective. He upholds Lelone’s traditions with religious fervor and demands the same of others. While not outwardly cruel, his prejudice leaks through in subtle barbs and dismissive tones. He is slow to trust and quicker to judge, but remains loyal to Lelone’s defense and preservation. For those who share his ideals, he is a reliable ally—for those who don’t, a dangerous obstacle.

Born into a venerable Lelone family with a proud lineage of rangers, Thalendril was raised under the rigid tenets of discipline, tradition, and racial purity. From an early age, he excelled in all aspects of ranger training, surpassing his peers and earning a place of distinction among Lelone’s elite scouts. But with his skills grew a deep-rooted arrogance—fueled by centuries-old tales of elven greatness and the perceived failings of “lesser” races. Though he serves the Mist Woods with unshakable devotion, he views outsiders as potential threats, unworthy of trust or admiration. He dreams of a future where Lelone rises to reclaim what he believes is its rightful dominance.