Name: Alexonder Elaliathvan Grant
Character Age: 26
Deity: Solonar Thelandira
Sexual Preferences: Heterosexual
Morality: He has a good heart and enjoys helping people. He allows his heart to guide him in matters of right and wrong, rather than laws created by others. He is always attempting to follow Solonar Thelandira's teachings to the best of his abilities, living in harmony with nature. Being of average charisma, he always attempts to lead by example but will gladly teach and share his knowledge whenever the opportunity presents itself. He does have a dark side however, become a true threat to his family, friends and home(as well as sometimes even nature's balance) and you will see it. When pursuing a true threat, he can be utterly ruthless, showing no mercy. To put it simply; threats to those he loves will be neutralized. The loss of a loved of has the potential of gradually turning him evil as he seeks vengeance.
Background: He grew up in a rather large Wood Elven town situated within a sylvan forest. Born to a wood elven druid and human ranger, his upbringing was spent in a loving environment. He did not experience the hardships that alot of other half-elves do, thanks in part by growing up in the same town that his mother and grandfather had been raised in and called home for a good portion of their lives. Early on his interest was captured both by nature and the forests surrounding the town as well as the archery his grandfather wielded so skillfully. From the moment he could walk he had always attempted to explore. His family never attempted to hinder this, just made sure he was safe and protected. He was most often under the supervision of a stealthy family member, usually his mother's elven hound. As he grew, the more of the forest became known to him, every tree, every clearing, every pond and stream.
When he was not exploring, he was watching his grandfather and father train the older elves. His grandfather being the town's Master of Archery and Militia High Commander, one of his many duties was to teach the ways of the bow. His father possessing the honored title of Ruatha, was quite skilled in two-weapon fighting rather than archery, he taught any who wished to gain skill with light blades. His grandfather always encouraging his interest in archery, first giving him a small practice bow and arrows as soon as he was old enough. He was always eager to learn more and could barely wait for the day when he could hold a real bow. His grandfather was surprised with how quickly he had mastered the practice bow, but even still told him he had to continue to use it; one of the many techniques employed with the intention of instilling in him the fabled elven patience.
The town's primary deity is Solonar Thelandira, with Silvanus and Mielikki being almost as closely revered. Like many things, the Deitys' teachings were started at an early age. The Great Archer's dogma was embraced easily, helped by his family and fellow townsfolk providing a great example. Finally the day had come for him to be given a real bow and real arrows, his true training starting with a hunting trip. The hunting trip was also a test. A test in which he proved that he had not only learned all that had been taught to him at that point, but had taken it to heart and mastered it, knowledge, religious guidance, techniques and weapon skill. With that first kill, he assisted in everything that went along with preparing the animal, not a single bit of it was wasted. The very day he came of age, he eagerly joined the town's militia.
It was during these years as a member of the militia that he truly began perfected his skills as he did his part to protect that town for those that would threaten it. In carrying out this mission he was both ruthless and efficient. Even more so than his family and fellow militia members, true threats to the town were shown no mercy. After several years his wanderlust began to grow and he considered starting his adventuring career. He had always wanted to be an adventurer, to explore the world, help those he can and create great stories to share with his family upon his return home. His grandparents and parents were all retired adventurers(as were several fellow townsfolk), he grew up on their wonderful stories and yearned for the day when he could make his own. It was with a fond farewell that he left the town, intending to eventually return just as his parents and grandparents had done when their adventuring came to an end.