Falrien

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Player: Drust.

  • Character full name: Falrien Lightfallen.
  • Character in-game name: Falrien.
  • Nickname(s): N/A.
  • Association(s): N/A.
  • Age: 122.
  • Sex: Male.
  • Hair: Light brown, going down his shoulders and down his back.
  • Eyes: Fel green.
  • Weight: 80 kg.
  • Height: 5' 9”.
  • Other: N/A.
  • Alignment: Neutral good.

Appearance

He seems to dress in cloth or leather. He doesn't really like to take the appearance of a paladin and will -very rarely- don plate armor.

Personality

Falrien is a smart Sin'dorei, he tends to keep out of situations, watching them until they get out of hand. When he intervenes he uses commmon sense, actually he uses common sense in most situations. Doing what's right and making sacrifices to fix it. He tries to look at the good staying positive, surviving of the others happiness around him. His friends emotions matter more to him then his own.

He seems to take responsibility to fix things up when they go wrong. Usually taking it upon himself and doing what must be done to do so. He tries to make everyone around him smile, and keep them happy. In a way others happiness is his own. He tends to make friends, but keep himself distanced from them, only spending time with them to keep them happy.

He considers himself a guardian angel to all his friends. Helping them whenever they require it, and he asks for nothing in return. To all other races he just keeps neutral and silent. Usually doing his own thing. On his spare time he reflects on his actions and usually sits back. Smiling and enjoying the good deeds he has done. He follows his own morals but finds them to be the most lawful in his own way, knowing that nobility and respect for others is what fuels his life. He knows what he does in Azeroth is small and insignificant. But it's how he gets by. He believes his purpose in life is to watch over others which appear to have a good soul, and help those which can better Azeroth stay safe and flourish to make Azeroth a better place.

History

Falrien grew up in a small cottage in Eversong with his mother Nierti, and his father Turon. Both his parents were Priests, working in Silvermoon and teaching others about light. Falrien spent most his time at home, or roaming Silvermoon, watching everything happen around him. He seemed to analyze everything. Watching people move around and do things in their life and somehow learning from them, when his parents would come home, they would give him lectures. Teaching him morals. They would tell him that the light is a great thing, how it is controlled by emotion and nobility. Sometimes he would watch his parents as they did their job around Silvermoon. Learning from them. He noticed how their judgment was different from the normal Quel'dorei who seemed to just roam through their daily life, just trying to get by. His parents had respect for everyone and never did wrong by another being. In fact, they seemed to strive on others happiness. Treating each day as a blessing rather then another boring day of work.

As he hit the age of 80, his parents began to train him, telling him that he would be a great Priest like his mother and father. Most of his training was still about morals, trying to teach their son right. Teaching him to put himself on the line to make people happy and bring peace to the world. They explained that the best purpose in the world is to create a great life for others. And that in the end it would create a great world for himself. However one of the deepest morals his parents would teach him was Silvermoon, his parents would always say that Silvermoon must always stand and their people must always be safe. To his mother and father, Silvermoon was the world. Falrien absorbed everything his parents taught him like a sponge. As days passed by, and his parents went to do their job, he would roam Silvermoon, still analyzing, each day trying to get a deeper understanding of emotions and how they tie down to light. How the whole world plays part in it. He see's people who do wrong and questions what goes on in their mind. As time went on he delved deeper into the study, but his father still taught him nothing about using the light. Only more and more morals.

As he reached 115 Silvermoon was overrun by the scourge. He was roaming Silvermoon that very day and watched as the hordes of Scourge broke through the gate. His entire world began towering down around him, as people began to flee, as all fighters were called to the front-line. he was pushed along with the other fleeing Quel'dorei. But his wellbeing didn't seem to be in his mind, only that all his morals came crashing down on him. His parents built everything he believed on Silvermoon and now it was being destroyed. He was taken into hiding with the other fleeing Quel'dorei, waiting for things to die down. As he emerged with the rest amongst the rubble of his own world. Realization kicked in. It was much bigger, they were standing in a mere city, with a mere race which had failed to defend themselves. Why? Because the city was filled with people who wasted their life away, people who cared for themselves and not the improvement of the world around them. He realized that if the entire world was like this, it would crumble. Just like Silvermoon did. As they rebuilt he began to feel the effects of the sunwell being destroyed, and with the others learned to sap magic.

At the age of 117, after much pondering he joined the Blood Knights. He felt it wrong sapping energy from Mu'ru, but knew that it was the only way he could follow in his parents footsteps, except his morals would be different. This time the training was different as well. Less talk about morals and more about combat and the use of light. As he delved deeper he learned how to heal and how to utilize the power of light in a fight. But it still felt wrong to him, the way he used it was wrong. It wasn't through feeling or emotion, it was through manipulation. His race was going down the same black hole. He kept his mouth shut, not getting involved and just continued training. After a few years once Mu'ru was stolen and the Sin'dorei Aligned with the Naaru, Farien began to truly delve into his training. But he found after a while that his light using ability's grew weaker. His own emotion wasn't enough, he had the morals, he had the outlook. But it wasn't enough. After seeing so much the only thing that seemed to satisfy him was to see progress, he knew he wouldn't be able to make a massive significant change, but whatever he did would be enough to make himself feel satisfied.

Falrien is now 122, after participating in restoring the Sunwell he left the Blood Knights and Silvermoon behind. Setting out to do small deeds around Azeroth, and play his part in the world. With each small deed he does he feels that his powers in the light grow stronger, however if he does not continue to do good deeds the light seems to fade in him, weakening his use of light. So he relies on others happiness and his good deeds to keep his powers strong, so he can help fix a broken world. One good deed at a time.