Thrar Amastana
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Character Name: Thrar Amastana
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Race: Moon Elf
Age: 108
Class: Ranger
Deity: Solonor Thelandira
[b]Appearance: [/b]
Deep dark eyes with silver complexion and delicate facial features, the
hair is dark, long and fine with silver high lights. His body is
slander and athletic, stands five foot and an eight.
[b]Brief History: [/b]
Born and bread in The Moonwood, Thrar was raised in the ways of the
mystical nature with the influence from the eventful history of The
Silver Marches. Many tales were told and many deeds were praised, Thrar
was brought up to view life in a romantic and idealistic perspective.
Thrar was descended from a bloodline of Moon Elf, his father, Vindur,
behaves slightly distanced from those who are none elven, he is a
defender of the Angharradh druids. Thrar's mother, Feng, a follower
of Solonor Thelandira and a ranger of the woods, who is known and
popular among the town folks at Quaervarr, and is in good terms with
the local followers of Silvanus.
The family lives in a hidden community of Moon Elves in the woods,
although Thrar would not reveal much information about his home, but
some experienced rangers believe the old Moonwood is capable of hiding
an elven city inside, and since the Moon Elves of the woods are not
know to have much trading outside, we presume they live a self
sufficient life style, free from the known political parties, making it
quite a heaven. Beside its members, only a few Wood Elf rangers are
aware of its where about. They have their own secretive culture of
communication in sign language, secret tracks and signals in the woods.
If you engage a casual conversation with Thrar, he would tell you long
stories of the events taken place in the forest. He believes the trees
tell endless stories of the old, from their patterns on the barks, the
characters of their roots and the direction of their growth, they
suggest their history and personalities. And if you look carefully, you
will find out even the smallest event from the pass and the picture of
the world when it once was. And how he would share his enjoyment
watching the local wolves and bears like he would talk about his
friends, and how he admires the strategic positioning of the hawks like
a tactician. Otherwise Thrar has a sensitive ear to the elven song, he
especially like a female voice.
But not all in the wood welcome the presence of the elves. One of the
oldest inhabitant, Fargonlia, a magical ancient tiger, as old as the
forest, stands four foot in height, and twelve foot in length, covers
with long fluffy hair. Her steps are usually slow and lazy, as she
walks her massive body swing from left to right, and from right to
left, from it, you could get an impression of its overwhelming weight,
and how powerful her muscles are to maintain her graceful movement.
When Thrar was younger, he met Fargonlia the first time, astonished by
her appearance, Thrar approached. Fargonlia then roared at Thrar and
sent fear though his body, which made him lost his balance and fallen
into the pond nearby. Thrar lost his pride and have decided to dislike
Fargonlia since. Throughout the years, whenever he sees the ancient
tiger, he would taunt at her and make all kinds of gestures.
And as Thrar becoming more mature, he began his training under his
mother's wing, from the pattern of the woods, the movements from the
outsiders, getting to know the local inhalants, knowing the sighs of
other rangers, and even the to patrol to Silvermoon, Thrar has a
lifetime to learn the ways of the ranger.