Aaoskar

Aaoskar Moonbender
Status	Active
Race	Elf
Gender	Male
Guild	Moon Mage
Instance	Prime
Relatives	Moonbender_Family

Appearance

You see Lightwielder Aaoskar Moonbender, an Elf. He has laugh lines, pointed ears, almond-shaped milky white eyes, and a classical nose. His snow-white hair is very long and straight, and is worn in a simple, loose style. He has smooth skin and a lithe build. He is very tall for an Elf. He has a tattoo of six towers on a field of stars encircled by the three Elanthian moons on his wrist.

Dress: He is wearing a pair of jade and tyrium hairsticks, a snow-white brocade silk kimono with a somber black under-robe and some leather-thonged sandals.

Clan: Wind Elf

Family: Moonbender_Family

Background: Aaoskar was a commoner who rose to great heights, becoming a general and a leader on the battlefield. With success, Aaoskar became to feel that he mastered the web of fate, but in time learned that he was entangled by the very forces he thought he had mastered. Discovering his disillusionment, Aaoskar abandoned his new won station in life and became a hermit, looking for a way to free himself from the entangling web of fate (however knowing that this may be an impossible hope).

Currently: When Aaoskar is in the public (which is rare), he is often seen shaking his head in disappointment before quickly going back to his solitude in the wilderness.

Aaoskar's lecture on fate.

Every event is woven in the tapestry of fate. And while both the wise and foolish try to prove that they have freedom to direct their lives, the truth is, no one knows whether they are the master or the servant of fate. My advice if I may call it my own. Imagine that all that is other is bound by the web of fate, so that you may have compassion for those that suffer and for those who act foolishly...for they cannot do other than how they do. Yet, imagine that you, yourself, are unbound and able to lift yourself... and others from their misfortune.

Of course, it could just be that I am fated to pretend a dream that fosters compassion in me...for I do not know if I am the master or the servant of fate speaking to you.