Renorien
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Information
Player: Beltharean
Character Full Name: Renorien Novalight
Character In-Game Name: Renorien
Nickname(s): Reno
Association(s): The Novalight Shin'ari / Silvermoon City / Loose affiliation with the Trade Coalition
Race: Blood Elf
Age: 148
Sex: Male
Hair: Short, spiked hair, jet black from the base to the tip. Often times, it's untamed due to being hidden under a helmet or hat, but even then it has some semblance of order.
Eyes: Sin'dorei green
Weight: 195 Lbs.
Height: 6'3
Appearance
When not dressed in some form of fine, extravagant clothing in order to keep up the facade of a law abiding noble, Renorien will be in a practical if not battle-ready getup; A form of leather or mail (Maybe a combination thereof) with thick plate boots to accompany them. When entering a real fight, he will try his hardest to don his Mithril plate armour. It's rather large and bulky, but being made out of this rare substance, is nearly half the weight it should be.
Personality
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Previously Chaotic Neutral, consumption of Felblood has driven him over the edge he was already leaning on precariously. If someone can wane him off the substance, he may revert to neutrality.
Renorien has grown up with anything he wants given to him, and it's obvious from the first moment a person sees him; However, on top of this, the blade on his back, and the heavy boots worn on his feet show that he'd be able to have gotten what he wants by other means in any case. Having witnessed his father's illegal dealings, and listening to the stories of his family's ancestors, Renorien tries to live up to both standards. He'll do what he needs to get what he wants, and do what he wants to get what he needs. If someone gets in the way of that, then they'll have to deal with him personally.
The Elf is tolerant of the other races, and respects the fact that the humans have aided the Elves in that past, but none live up to the glory of the Sin'dorei; Especially not the Novalight Shin'ari. As a whole, the individuals of the other races are simply viewed as a means to an end. He'll sell them products, use them as mercenaries, and the like. With this in mind, much like his brother Jidaeo, the elf can be extremely manipulative of any race, often feigning friendship in order to do what he has to.
History
Renorien was born sixty-three years after the birth of his older brother: Jidaeo. For a time, the young son looked up to Jid, seeing just how their father treated him, but as the years went on, the idolization of his older brother slowly formed into jealousy. His father barely payed him or the rest of his siblings any mind, instead, he gave Jidaeo his full attention in hopes that he would one day become the Nova.
Renorien did what he could to make his father respect him as much as Jidaeo, but soon even the respect for his father slowly began to dwindle. If he couldn't love Renorien, then why should Renorien try to force something like that onto his own kin? With that in mind, Renorien began to forge his own path, his own destiny. His own destiny did still entail trying to impress his father, even under the layers of anger for the man, and seeing Jidaeo go into the military Renorien followed in his footsteps hoping that he would take notice.
His father still payed him little mind however, so Renorien pressed onward with his training, oddly preferring the blade to magic or a bow. Renorien took slightly longer than Jidaeo to realize who their father was dealing with, and how they managed to spend so much without drawing from the fortune, but when he did the young elf was baffled... Why didn't he think of it before? It was genius and practical, something that Renorien could see himself doing. He stayed in the army, now reaching a reasonable rank, but in his free time began to take up the family business.
Instead of growing a close bond with his fellow soldiers like his brother had, Renorien slowly began to manipulate them all; He would get them addicted to one drug or another, and begin to jack up the price. He was caught selling the narcotics by a commanding officer, but used his money and political standing to get out of being discharged from the service. On a second offense, Renorien managed to keep the man who found him quiet, but was forced to leave on an ‘honourable' discharge.
With nothing but free time on his hands, Renorien went into business full time, that is, until the attack of the Scourge fell upon Silvermoon. When his father died in the attack on Silvermoon, Renorien showed little emotion, but he did feel as if he had failed to live up to the man's expectations, and would never be able to now. When Jidaeo ran off to Northrend, Renorien deemed it as his chance to climb to greatness and live up to what was expected of him as a Novalight, organizing the downfall of his brother. Jidaeo died in the frozen wastelands of Northrend, but to Renorien's dissatisfaction, the title of Nova was given to his older sister instead of he...
