The sounds of childbirth bellowed from within the deep woods of the Armageddon Sanctuary. As the elven scouts pursued with keen ears, they came upon a break in the canopy. A young beautiful elf maiden laid with the infant in her arms, bathed in a white light that beamed from the heavens. As they approached him, the scent of death passed their nose, and they mourned for her lost. As the child screamed for the warm touch of his mother, the lead scout cradled the child in his arms, marking him as his own. Examining his body for defect, he noticed an unnatural power that was reserved within his eyes. Blessed be him, the leader announced that he would take it upon himself to father this child and to raise him in honor and bravery. As he grew in age, he was taken on raids with his father and taught to use a sword and hunt, but most importantly he was raised to be selfless and chivalrous. Once his heart was honed to honored before himself, he was sent on his own into the world to bestow it upon others, by any means.
Description:
A mass of golden blonde hair falls past a beautifully chiseled face. The appearance of this man is immaculate in all aspects. Narrow eyes peer with keen intensity, holding the color of an ocean wave. His skin is tanned, smooth and well kempt, branded by the mark of battle. His body is strong muscular, lean and agile. Thin lips curve into a mischievous grin, parting just enough to see his pearly white canines.
