Amathuilos

Description
The High Elf is a tall male with a scarred face slightly, his hair is long and white from the hair two points from under it. His body is slender which is also scarred from his long time warring with them who harmed his people. His skin is pale, one could say his beauty is radiant.

History
Amathuilos is a pride-filled High elf man, who looks down upon other races which he deems lesser than his own, most notably humans and the vile ilk called orcs, trolls, and goblins. He can tolerate other Elves, even Half-Elves which he sees somewhat better than the lesser races. He was born in Aendrilaiqu, ancient it was and beautiful, a land untouched by plague and war, he lived within the capital city, largely in the Artisan District working his craft in the arts of smithing but if he was not smithing then he was busy in the courts and attending grand gatherings of the nobility. Though he is of noble blood, he did spend time off on retreats to relax and get away from all the troubles of the great city. He spent his time fishing in such retreats and playing his harp. However, he did sometimes take up a spear or sword and practiced his skills in using each weapon as it was his duty to keep his skills up in case any dare attack, though it should be said that he and many other his kin have seen war outside of their Kingdom by aiding allies such as the humans, his personal hatred is always put behind him for a common cause. Humans during the time of Aendrilaiqu were primitive tribal folk who had no sense of culture in his eyes, barbarians wandering the lands.

He was more concerned with the trolls coming closer to the city he lived in near the woodlands over the petty Humans, his Host used light cavalry to scout the borders. Every few weeks they came back with reports of them moving closer, a large host of troll warriors with siege machines. War was coming. The day did finally come when a large tribe of trolls invaded suddenly, they came quick and swept across the land in a brutal terror of bloodshed, sacrifice, and other depraved acts. After countless years of standing proudly, it fell so quickly to the race which has been a plague since the elves first appeared. Amathuilos and his Host took to the field of battle riding large white horses with braided hair, covered in armour, their hoofs kicking up bits of the ground, Elves carrying large two-handed swords, others with shields and spears while the rest had bows. The bloody months came where both sides battled for Aendrilaiqu yet the Trolls and Orcs’ numbers grew while the High Elves’ numbers grew less till they finally broke, scattering to the winds across the world. Some like Amathuilos shipwrecking on this new land.

Now his life has started in a new land it is his firm belief to build a grand Elven Kingdom of his own and bring all his kin together as a single nation including Half-Elves. Also, to see his kin rise against terrible treatment if they have a lesser status in certain places so the days of the past may yet be reborn and relived as they use to be when times were better and happier. He watches the world go on while he changes little, the world changes greatly in his eyes, the Ancient Days were better than the days which have pasted after the Fall.

Skills
Blacksmithing, spearplay, swordplay, harp playing, chariot riding.

Major Flaw/Flaws:
Hatred for humanity and Orcs/Trolls. Distrustful. Excessive Pride.

Minor Flaw/Flaws:
Stubborn, arrogance, prejudice, perfectionism.

Personality
Dutiful, Faithful, Focused, Hardworking, Conservative, Religious, Stubborn.

Beliefs
He does follow a pantheon of gods, his beliefs are also Authority, Ancestry, Obedience, and Loyalty which are highly important to him.

Quirks
Tapping his foot as if he is impatient about something is often seen when he is standing around. Some can also notice how he often watches people carefully even if they notice his staring.

Relationships
None.