Leon Astaeri Drihadsson (Half elf)

[Brenton]

Full Name: Leon Astaeri Drihadsson
Other name: Lionheart
Race: Half elf
Side: Neutral

Birthplace: The old Palancar palace in Palancar Valley
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Birthday: Summer Solstice

Eyes: Startlingly gold with hints of silver in the outer edges
Hair: Shoulder length reddish brown hair with black bangs that is constantly in a state of disarray
Weight: 220 pounds
Height: 6 feet and 4 inches

Magic User: Yes

Preferred Weapon(s): His arsenal consists of four leaf bladed short swords that are in sheathes around his sword belt, two long swords made of enchanted steel to block most any attack and deflect most any spell strapped in an x on his back, 50 throwing knives in sheathes on his forearms, two jagged bladed daggers in the bottoms of the sword sheathes on his back, a long bow and 200 arrows, hidden daggers in both boots, and one final small hunting knife concealed in the heel of his left hunting boot

Appearance:

Leon stands at just under six and a half feet tall with broad shoulders and heavily muscled arms and legs. His hair is reddish brown with black bangs that constantly looks like he just rolled out of bed. Leon, being half human, has a full reddish brown beard that is kept trimmed and neat at all times. The man has slightly longer arms and his bone structure as well as facial features are obviously foreign to the main part of Alagaesia. Leon wears a pair of black combat leather boots that he enchanted to create no sound when he walks, wool pants colored black, a softer woolen shirt made of black color, a red leather vest with down lining, a red sword belt, a lattice of small belts and clasps made into a vest for weapons, and two throwing knife sheathes on his forearms.

Personality:

Leon is a rather calm person, despite his menacing appearance. He is caring and loving, often times being seen staring at the stars and spacing off. Leon is a scholar at heart but recognizes the need to fight. He rarely causes trouble and prefers not to lead others because he is such a softies. His biggest joys are to sit and draw animals as he watches them eat in nature. Leon tries to think of new spells and ways to help people.

--->Likes: Nature, animals, peace, freedom, drawing
--->Dislikes: confrontation, war, anger, violence, hatred, the Empire
--->Strengths: learning, teaching, singing, creating new spells, most weapons skills
--->Weakness: being forced to fight, leading, swimming

Family:

Drihad Stralhensson

Fiora Astaeri


History: (a couple of paragraphs minimum - more for elves/dragon riders etc) 200 word minimum for this section

[Brenton]

The room was smoky from fires burning in a heated stone chimney colored ash gray while people shouted in a drunken stupor. It was the night before a massive war would finally end in a drastic way and they were having a party to celebrate the progress they made. In the center of the room sat a man in ragged clothing with beaten up armor and a notched blade on his belt. After tipping another mug of ale to flow down his throat, the man coughed and slammed the mug back down to the oaken table top.

In a scratchy voice, he began his story once more for all to hear. The world was still in its mad rush to repair itself, dealing with the loss of many great figures and the rise of others, when a man of humble blood met a woman who was unlike the rest. She was an elf who lived free and wild but always remembered the old times. So they walked the lands together and taught each other what they knew. In that time, the human fell in love with the elf and she with him. One crazy night led to nine months of even more hormones. At the end of those months, the two were in the old king's palace. It was there that the baby boy was born, one of half blood.

He grew for years learning to harness the strengths of both races and protect the weaknesses that came with them. Soon he was learning things that even advanced riders had issues with to the point that the boy, at the age of 18, could create spells so complicated that they would confuse a shade. Still had issues with learning to fight. The boy would rather learn than fight which gave his father heartache. Yet by the age of 21, Leon had lost both his parents to the war. So he started training harder and became one of the strongest warriors as well.

[Quetzal]

Accepted