Wed Jul 05, 2006 5:18 pm by Eli
The young elf appears to be coming into his teen years looks over at the new comer, and does his best to smile, but it is clear he has seen much sadness in his short life.
"I am called Eli, son of Corbin. He and Arth… he took me in when I was a child and his former wife and he adopted me. I have been around, but for the past few months I spend most of my time reading."
As you look him over you can tell he hasn't left the Orders Keep in some time probably been a few months since he has seen the light of day threw more than a window. His eyes look bloodshot and dark circles appear around them from sleepless nights. His robes and fingers have smudges on them from ink stains including some that is on his cheek where he bumped into himself.
-Eli (Full Elvish: Elaith Vonaduran Craulnober)
There once was a man named Eli,
A man who claimed he could not die.
But one thing makes him wail:
That's when there is no ALE!
Thus his tale: with no beer, he will cry.
(The dark haired, green eyed mage child has faded into the past leaving behind one not quite an adult, but clearly no longer a child. The warrior-mage mixture that he has become can only be described as a survivor. )