The Great War ravaged Greginsham and forced an elven attendant of the
High Priestess to flee her homeland. For centuries, she wandered in Serin
shunning everyone in fear of her enemies knowing her true identity By
chance, Daerich's father found this elf unconscious in the depth of Tenebria
mines and brought her back to his home. Even he looked scruffy and dull,
his truthfulness won her admiration. Within few tens of the moons, her
stomach swelled and carried a child of both human and elf.
From young, Daerich learnt the art of blade by his father while his mother
carefully nurtured him in the studies of wisdom and knowledge. Often he
was made fun by his play mates for he is considered a "half-breeding". For
he was taught in the millennial knowledge of the elves, his grade in studies
naturally outshined them. Even though he was left alone to play alone by
his own, he never hated his play mates. When he comes to the age of
adolescence, he chose the guild of the paladins. There he met many
different races of Serin where he finally felt at home.
Description:
Standing before you is a tall and slender male humanoid figure. He
appears to be one of the common races of Serin. His eyes glitter with an
aura of holy light above his lifted nose. A pair of pointy ears protrudes
his slightly long silver hair, exhibiting traits of one being an elf. Yet
he does not possess the fair skin of the elves, a tanned color more akin
like the humans. Both arm muscles show he is trained in the art of weapons
but they are unlike the arms of any true warrior. He walks with lightness
and gentleness, as if he is treading on the wind instead of ground.
