Rhalmmda the half-elf's story began in misery. Born out of wedlock to a
Elf by the name of Eldrnandira whom was seduced by the human Shandrea. She
succumbed to her injuries during childbirth though, and he went to live with
his father in the elven village north of Seringale. Being of mixed heritage
the other children of the village often picked on and the target of many
group humiliations. This was when he began to learn his passion for the
shadows. He would get better and better at hiding, and sneaking through the
shadows. It was a game at first, a way of avoiding the torture. The better
he got at it though, he realised that he felt more at home hiding, than he
did walking down the path. When he began to grow a muscle tone from
puberty, Rhalmmda began to exercise rigorously, driven by a passion to do
good. The childhood he lived wasn't what it was supposed to be like. Evil
ran Rampant in Serin and even in his teen years he understood this. Even
the elves, good themselves would ridicule those who weren't part of their
group. He knew there had to be something to do and set off on his own.
Rhalmmda is balanced perfectly, as well is in a pristine physical state.
His chest and abdomen are defined and taught. His legs are slim and a
moderate length for his stature. He has scars all over his hands and
forearms from rigorous blade training. Rhalmmda has a beautiful face, by
human standards. A well-shaped nose accents his forest green eyes
perfectly. His high cheekbones and strong chin denote his elven heritage,
lacking the pointed ears that normally accompany his kind though. His
eyebrows appear to be painted on by a master's hand, perfectly shaped and
colored the same as his shoulder length hair, a light auburn.