Elynor

His earliest memories are not of a family, but of a marketplace.

As an infant, he was sold at an auction in Interia, the great commercial city of the west, before being purchased by the influential Russelldorf family of Vyrndal, one of Grym's prosperous satellite cities. To the Russelldorfs, servants were another symbol of wealth and prestige. Their household was filled with men and women from countless bloodlines, including non-humans acquired from across the continent.

For more than thirty years, he lived among them as little more than property.

Being an elf in Grym was not without danger, and he learned early to conceal his true heritage whenever possible. His identity became something to hide rather than celebrate, forcing him to spend decades carefully suppressing every trace of who he truly was.

The Russelldorfs never offered affection or compassion. Their home was one of obedience, expectation, and ownership rather than family. As a result, he grew into a quiet and deeply introverted individual. Emotions became unfamiliar territory, and kindness was something he learned to imitate by observing others rather than experiencing it himself. Even now, genuine expressions of warmth often feel unnatural, as though he is performing a role he has never fully understood.

He knows nothing of his birth or the family that brought him into the world. Whether they abandoned him, lost him, or were victims of circumstances beyond their control remains a mystery that has followed him throughout his life.

Despite the years spent in servitude, those experiences forged one unwavering conviction: no living being should ever be treated as property. He harbors a deep hatred for the systems of slavery and servitude practiced in both Grym and Valor, believing that no civilization can truly call itself enlightened while reducing people to possessions.

His life changed the moment the Russelldorfs realized he was unlike any servant they had ever owned.

From infancy, his body displayed an unusual affinity for the Arcana. Intrigued by the possibility of possessing something extraordinary, the family subjected him to years of secret experimentation. They exposed him to countless forms of magic, forcing his body to endure agonizing rituals and arcane trials in an effort to uncover the true nature of his abilities.

The experiments eventually revealed a terrifying truth.

His soul possessed a unique connection to the magic of death. Rather than merely resisting necromantic energies, he could absorb them, shape them, and wield them as his own. Every discovery brought new experiments, each more painful than the last. Decades of suffering left scars no healer could mend. To survive, his soul gradually withdrew behind an almost emotionless façade, dulling feelings that had become inseparable from pain.

Years later, while accompanying the Russelldorf family to Interia for a clandestine gathering among the wealthy and influential, fate finally offered him a chance at freedom.

The meeting was violently interrupted when a band of mercenaries launched an unexpected attack. Panic swept through the estate as nobles scrambled for safety and guards rushed to defend their masters. Amid the confusion, he slipped away unnoticed, disappearing into the darkness before anyone realized their prized servant had escaped.

He fled north into Korund, determined never to return.

For a time, he lived quietly, finding humble work in a tavern and experiencing, perhaps for the first time, a life that belonged to him rather than someone else. Though simple, those months gave him a glimpse of freedom and the possibility that he could become more than the weapon the Russelldorfs had tried to create.

That opportunity arrived when he learned of a prestigious scholarship to the Academy of Mornir. Drawing upon the profound arcane knowledge he had unwillingly acquired through decades of experimentation, along with his natural talent, he earned the scholarship through merit alone.

Now, he journeys toward Mornir not as a servant, but as a scholar. The Academy represents more than an education—it is the promise of a new life, a chance to understand his extraordinary powers on his own terms, and perhaps, for the first time, the opportunity to discover who he truly is.

For most of his life, relationships were defined by ownership rather than affection. He has no known family, no lifelong friends, and no home to which he can return. The years spent in servitude left him isolated, making trust something difficult to give and even harder to accept.

His greatest enemies are the Russelldorf family. To them, he was never a person—only an experiment and a valuable possession that escaped their grasp. Though he has managed to disappear from their reach, he knows they possess both the wealth and influence to search for what they consider stolen property.

The fear of being found has never truly left him.

Even in safety, he is haunted by recurring nightmares in which he is dragged back to the Russelldorf estate, forced once again into the laboratory where his body and soul were subjected to endless experimentation. Those dreams serve as a constant reminder that freedom can feel fragile, and that his past may one day catch up with him.

Despite his solitude, his path has become intertwined with the mysterious Order of A. Bound by an agreement whose full implications remain known only to a handful of people, he intends to honor the contract he has made with the organization. Whether out of gratitude, obligation, or the hope that they may one day help him uncover the truth about himself, he considers that promise one of the few certainties in his life.

Core Beliefs

He does not see death as something inherently evil.

After a lifetime spent bound to necromantic power, he has come to believe that death is a fundamental force of existence—inevitable, impartial, and deeply misunderstood. Evil exists in the choices people make, not in death itself. If death is a force of nature, then perhaps it can be understood, guided, and even controlled rather than feared.

This belief has grown into an obsession. He wonders whether his strange affinity is merely a magical gift or evidence of a deeper connection to Death itself. Somewhere within him is the hope that one day he might come face to face with the very embodiment of death and finally understand the purpose of the power he carries.

View of the World

His understanding of the world is remarkably limited.

For more than three decades, his life was confined almost entirely to the Russelldorf estate in Vyrndal. Aside from his brief escape through Interia and his time living quietly in Korund, he knows little of the continent beyond stories told by travelers and merchants.

Because of this, nearly every place he visits feels entirely new. Rather than approaching the world with confidence, he does so with quiet curiosity, carefully observing unfamiliar cultures and people while trying to determine where he truly belongs.

Faith or Spirituality

He has never devoted himself to any god or organized religion.

Still, he cannot shake the feeling that there is something greater than the mortal world. Whether it is fate, an ancient force, or the personification of Death itself, he believes that unseen powers shape the course of existence. He does not worship them, but he cannot deny their presence.

Freedom is still a new experience, and he is determined to make the most of it. His immediate hope is to build a stable and comfortable life that allows him to travel freely across the continent, no longer bound by chains or the commands of others. Every new destination is another step away from the person he was forced to become.

Yet freedom has also brought unexpected guilt. Despite everything the Russelldorfs did to him, a small part of him wonders about those he left behind—the servants who remained trapped within the estate. He questions whether escaping alone was enough, or whether he abandoned others who deserved the same chance at freedom.

His journey is also driven by duty. Bound by his agreement with the Order of A, he intends to fulfill the obligations of the contract he accepted, believing that honoring one's word is one of the few things no one can ever take away from him.

At the same time, his fascination with death continues to deepen. More than mastering necromancy, he wishes to understand its true source. If Death itself exists as a conscious entity, he hopes that one day he might stand before it—not to challenge it, but to ask the questions that have haunted him since childhood.

His greatest personal desire is to find others of his own kind. Having hidden his elven heritage for most of his life, he longs to discover whether any elven communities still remain and whether they might accept someone who has spent decades believing he belonged nowhere.

Looking beyond his own story, he dreams of creating something that never existed for him: a place of refuge. One day, he hopes to establish an organization dedicated to protecting refugees, escaped servants, and the displaced, regardless of their race or origin. More than a shelter, it would become a community where every individual is judged by their character rather than their bloodline—a place where no one is ever treated as property again.

To lead such a haven would not be an ambition born of power, but of compassion. In giving others the home he never had, he hopes to finally discover one for himself.