Name: Mitias Del'Forangia
Alias: Ghost
Breed: Grugach/Muryan/ Grey[Basically a Wild Grey elf]
Personality: Unforgiving by nature, Mitias will hold a grudge, and will get even by whatever means. He is a recluse at times, and tends not to 'enjoy' life as others see that he should. He has a blatant disregard for rules, though he will follow them if it is in his best interests.
History: Born in the mountains, home of his mother the Priestess of the Grey, head priestess to the Elven god Labelas Enoreth. His father was a Grugach(Wyld or Wild elf) with the bloodline of a Muryan (Skilled Warrior)Elf which was very prestigious amongst their kind. A skilled, and feared sect of warriors, mating with a Priestess to the god of Choice, and history. It was almost like a storybook prophecy. But the only difference was, there was no prophecy, so such a thing had to be extra special? Wrong. But the people around Mitias thought otherwise. Once conceived he was brought up in the Temple of History, learning about the other Fae, their histories, and such. Before he was moved to train with the best of the best, the Muryan tribe that was located in the mountains. They had devoted themselves to hand to hand combat, which he excelled greatly in, utilizing acrobatics, and soaring strikes to immobilize, and kill enemies in the most graceful, yet deadly manner imaginable.
Years later he traveled to the human world to watch the little creatures as they did business amongst themselves, and found that their weapons, and their combat techniques were so much different than his own, though more flashy, they got the job done, if not efficiently, then in a 'fun' manner. He stayed in the human realm, and trained with the master's of each technique he could see himself using. In exchange he granted the wise masters wisdom boons, which is what they asked for. The exchange of knowledge was perfect and balanced. He returned to the realm of Fae after years of study, and became acquainted with Zeliox, and his female pixie companion. Not a long friendship, but long enough he would say...
Abilities:
-Light-bending- a glamor magic that will render virtually anything(depending on the skills of the caster) invisible.
-Common Fae Magics
-Silence of Step- His footsteps are severely muffled, to the acute ears of most known Fae and obviously humans. Can be detected by powerful foes however
Flaws & Weaknesses: Lack of respect is one thing that will never get him 'far'. A pervasive drinking habit also plagues him from time to time. And sometimes, just the right female will also, but that female would have to be more than just a charmer.
Atop all that, he is easily distracted.
Weapons:
Gunblade pistol- iron bullets and steel blade, inlaid with elven runes for durability.
Steel cylindrical bar, used as a staff
Gauntlet of the Leviathan- Gauntlet on his left arm, that holds magic over the elements of water, and the sub-element of ice. Won in a tournament of skill.
Elven Longsword- blade forged of silver ore, also inlaid with Elven runes.
Alignment: Uncourted
Friends: Zeliox & Milia
Enemies: Lover: Theme Song: Harder than a coffin nail - Papa Roach