Family: None<o:p></o:p>
Weapons: Long sword, Bow and arrows, Curved knife
Powers/Abilities: Changes to match his surrounding and blend in, makes him self invisible
Pets: Winged Dog named Salathiel<o:p></o:p>
Personality: quiet, cautious, kind<o:p></o:p>
Biography: Maeglin was on an eastern <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:PlaceType w:st="on">land</st1:PlaceType> of <st1:PlaceName w:st="on">Cuiviénen</st1:PlaceName></st1:place>, on the shores of the Inland Sea of Helcar and beneath the mountains of the Orocarni. Maeglin’s family was slain causing them to be reincarnated in the Halls of Mandos in Valinor, forcing Maeglin to be with out a family and be raised by the rest of the elves from there forest. Maeglin lives with his pet, a winged dog. As are most elves Maeglin is an exceptional archer. Maeglin likes adventure and his out traveling around on his own journey, mostly looking for those who had slain his family, but also to see everything that is out there.<o:p></o:p>
Age: 270 <o:p></o:p>
D.O.B: Some time in the year 1735
Sex: Male
Height: 6’0”<o:p></o:p>
Weight: 143
Hair color: Blue and Black and green in the forest<o:p></o:p>
Hair length: shoulder length
Eye color: light purple around the pupil and fades dark going away from the pupil<o:p></o:p>
Skin color: tan
Build: slender/ fair build
Living in the jungles for so many years, Memnon has gotten muscled. He is handsome, but not so that he could get any girl. Dressed in strange clothes that look somewhat like braies and a mentel, he looks exotic and strange. He is tanned by the sun, has dark hair and blue eyes.
Family: None that he knows of
Weapons: Long Sword, Spiked armguards, Twin boot knives
Powers/Abilities: Master of Fire magics, Manipulation of Fire
Pets: Loyal Puppy called Boo
Personality: Cheery, bubbly and talkative, Michael is known as a really lovable young rogue.
Michael was born into a family of wealthy merchants, but for years they'd been indebted to the Mordecai family. One night, there was a celebration, their fleet was returning from a successful transaction in D'Eroth. Suddenly, they were interrupted by an uninvited guest. Caylen Mordecai, with bad tidings, the fleet had been lost and the debt had come due! The family's property was seized and the family sold into slavery, but Michael had escaped during the property seizure. Three guards had chased him into a dead end alley and were closing in, when he was rescued by an older boy who called himself Drolak.
Six years on, and the two are inseperable friends and companions. Now they venture for the hell of it, though the elven boy is looking to get employed and settle down. Michael has always got the impression that Drolak is hiding a vital piece of information from him. And of course, Drolak is, but what it is, only time will tell...