Age: 143
Race: Drow
Gender: Male
Abilities: Heightened senses and reflexes, able to move a bit faster than the average races of the land. Night vision, Thermal vision
Weaknesses: Loss of all abilities when in direct sunlight.
Personality: Quiet, a loner, but once he is accustomed to a person he shows his softer, kinder side.
Equipment: What is in the pictures, plus a single scimitar that sits on the left side of his hip.
History: grew up and trained in the underground world of the Drow known as the Underdark. In a matriarchal society where men were oppressed and treated like slaves for every misstep. After training at the war college for a good 24 years, he made his escape to the surface to get away from the abusive behaviors that the women had towards the men.
However, as he did this, he realized life on the surface wasn’t going to be as simple as he thought, not many people looked favorably on his kind, the drow. Racism was everywhere, being kicked out of taverns because of what he was, unable to find jobs, all manners of different things became hard, but even then, he was fairly happy. His life was his own, not owned by anyone else.
