Frost
| Frost | |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Race | Elf |
| Gender | Male |
| Guild | Warrior Mage |
| Instance | Prime |
| Relatives | None |
You are Frost of Elanthia, an Elf.
You have a square-jawed face, pointed ears, sparkling violet eyes, an aquiline nose and dimples. Your snow-white-streaked blue-black hair is long and fine, and is worn tied back in an elegant chignon held in place by an aldamdin hairband with a faceted night diamond. You have fair skin and an athletic build.
You are tall for an Elf.
You are young.
You are in good shape.
You are wearing a Dwarven iron bracer studded with kertig spikes, an icesteel coiled dragon band, a braided armure anklet dangling spherical-shaped vengeance ruby charms, an etched frozen-bone wristcuff, a dull serpent earcuff, a demonbone wrist knife with a blackened edge, a weatherproofed leather war wizard's pack, a war wizard's utility belt set with a vibrant yellow spiritgem, a translucent mistglass tetrahedron, a pair of thornweave trousers reinforced by heavy golden stitching, a long sky blue tunic wrapped in a veil of soft mists, a war wizard's heavy grey steelsilk longcoat, a hoarfrost white sanowret crystal, a watered steel sigilated ring ensconced with pure white spiritwood, some gryphon winged black goblin skin riding boots with engraved kertig toecaps and an ornate niello ring.
Background:
In the enchanted realm of Elanthia, where magic flows like the breath of the wind and mysteries lurk in every shadow, a young forest elf named Frost exists. Born beneath the ancient boughs of Sana'ati trees in a small village nestled deep within the verdant embrace of the forest, Frost's story begins amidst the whispering leaves and murmuring streams of his homeland.
From a young age, Frost was keenly interested in the mystical energies that permeated his world. While other elven children frolicked amidst the dappled sunlight, Frost could often be lost in quiet contemplation, attuning himself to the subtle rhythms of nature and the elemental forces that swirled through the air.
Frost's talents blossomed as he grew older, and he found himself drawn to studying elemental magic. Under the tutelage of the village's wise elders and the guidance of the elemental spirits that inhabited the Sana'ati trees, Frost honed his skills in manipulating Aether, Electricity, Fire, Water, Earth, and Air, learning to harness the raw power of these elements to his will.
But Frost was not alone in his journey. Gildor, a fuzzy black sun bear who had become his loyal familiar, trotted by his side. With his gentle yet fierce demeanor, Gildor was a constant companion to Frost, offering both companionship and protection as they ventured forth into the world beyond their village.
With each passing year, Frost felt the pull of the wider world growing stronger, beckoning him to journey beyond the familiar borders of his homeland and explore the wonders that lay beyond. And so, with Gildor at his side and a heart filled with anticipation, Frost set forth into the unknown.
Their journey would take them across sweeping plains and towering mountains, through ancient forests and forgotten ruins, as Frost sought to test his skills against the myriad challenges that awaited him. Along the way, he would encounter allies and adversaries alike, each offering lessons to be learned and trials to be overcome.
But through it all, Frost and Gildor would remain steadfast in their bond, drawing strength from each other as they forged a path that would lead them to greatness. For in the magical realm of Elanthia, where the line between reality and myth is blurred, the journey of a young forest elf and his loyal sun bear familiar is just beginning, and the adventures that await them are as boundless as the stars in the night sky.
Familiar:
Gildor the fuzzy black sun bear with patches of golden fur
Reddish-gold fur works its way up the bear's snout to surround a pair of dark chocolate eyes that stare back into your own. A matching heart-shaped patch of fur is centered on the bear's chest.