Description

Personality

Maalekiirnan is often seen as strange by anyone,humans and elves alike,for his way of thinking seems so removed from most others'.

He adheres to a strict,ancient elven code of honor,a code most know nothing about for it has been dead for centuries,and for good reason. It is a code meant for more..troubled times,when it was necessary to keep allies in line and with you,and your enemies confused and constantly fearful of you.

Ultimately he cares little for much around him,seeming only to pursue things with a strange curiosity,but he loses interest as fast as it comes unless he finds uses in what holds his attention. An observer might say he was simply learning,looking for something,but what,they could not say.

He uses people around him like a child uses dolls that wind up dirty and old,he gets what he wants from them and then casts them aside as if they did not matter. He has the tendency to treat others as if they were less than worthy,a trait many elves share,but he has been known to be extremely kind and talkative to those that earn his respect and trust,and do not interfere with his affairs.

In short,he is a detached,selfish and intensely curious individual who does nothing if it does not benefit him in some way.

Equipment

The armor he wears is something any scholar would give his left hand to even glimpse. When a human uses the word ancient it could mean something only a century or two old,but when an elf uses the word to describe something,then any listening know that it is truly an old item. And ancient is the only way to describe his armor. It possesses a coppery bronze color,once used to remain hidden,and elegantly engraved with a vine and leaf motif,as nearly all elven crafts are. Even under the most trying of times the armor makes little more than a whisper,but has taken hits from orcs wielding axes that left not a dent in it's beautiful surface.

Around his shoulders he sports a large,tan cloak,with a star-like clasp of silver,that appears to be made of thousands of leaves sewn together and is said to possess remarkable powers,even when compared to another elf's garb.

He carries no other weapons than a long sword and a rather long dagger,both of which have a gentle curve to their razor edged blades. The dagger has leaves and vines etched into it's blade,handle and scabbard,while his sword depicts a serpent devouring a group of humanoids along it's blackened blade and scores of intertwined snakes along the scabbard.
The buckle holding his sword belt on is actually the insignia of an ancient,legendary elven line of warriors known as The Razorleaves,though most would be hard pressed to have even a mythical knowledge of these once feared elves.

Beyond this he carries nothing,not even spare clothing or food.

History

Will only come up when needed to be used.