| Full Name |
Velxir |
| Race |
Half Elf |
| Classes/Levels |
3 Fighter(Archery Specialist) |
| Gender |
M |
| Size |
M |
| Age |
18 |
| Alignment |
NG |
| Deity |
Torag |
| Languages |
Common, Elvish, Sylvan, Dwarven |
| Occupation |
Reader, Explorer, Archer, Hunter |
| Strength |
14 |
| Dexterity |
17 |
| Constitution |
14 |
| Intelligence |
14 |
| Wisdom |
12 |
| Charisma |
7 |
About Velxir.
A young half elf just past the brink of manhood is looking oddly with you. It seems to be a look of genuine curiosity, and he has an odd but warm smile on his face. He seems like a nice enough person.
He is lean, but strong, and has long jet black hair. His piercing green eyes quickly look for other interesting things about the room he is in, and his tan skin shows he is no stranger to traveling on the road. On his back he has a long composite bow made of some sort of strange green wood.
He is a nice enough fellow, but in conversation he talks quickly and energetically, and you feel like his constant prattling makes him hard to endure for long periods of time. He has several books on his person at all time which he occasionally scans through, and always talks about his adventures his older cousin Amoran has been on. He had the dream of following in his cousin's footsteps ever since he was specially requested to help him find a new animal companion in the Jungle.
