Scholar Qahir Nerea
May you walk on warm sands.
Description: Qahir stands somewhere above seven feet without a hint of hair on the top of his head nor his face save his eyebrows. His visage is stern despite his young age, but he's often quick to flash smile. What makes this elf stand out alongside his large height is his equally large built frame. An elaborate tattoo covers his shoulders, chest, and much of his upper back. Beyond that tattoo his most noteworthy features are the nicks and scars found over much of his body, and the most prominate can be found going from the middle of his left cheek to the bottom of his chin.
Personality: Qahir is typically a cheerful fellow, even when he's in the middle of a scrap. He loves his siblings and parents above all else, and would do anything for them. Conversely, he turns into the most fowl of devils when something goes against them. He is loyal to a fault as it pertains to his family and kinship, and puts little above them and their needs. Qahir is said to be affable to the point of gullible, and this is mostly true. However, you've gained an ally for life if you do gain and prove yourself worthy of his trust.
Background: What does the loss or gaining of immortality matter to a child? The migration began when Qahir was still a young child, and he was born shortly before the eradication war. He does remember much of the migration, and the great loss of life. There are times that it stills haunts his darkest dreams, although he's remiss to mention this to another living soul.
Qahir was the child of two warriors, Fahirah and Aali, and the eldest of two children. He takes after his mother Fahirah most, although he likes to think he follows in his father's footsteps most. However, and unlike his parents, he's more in tune with the lifewell and magicks of the world. His sister, Akora, proved to be far more martiall inclined, although neither would turn down the chance at a scrap.
Since reaching adulthood he hasn't confirmed himself to anyone role just yet. He often fancies the idea of becoming a flame-seeker one day, but his lack of knowledge betrays his seriousness about attaining the role. Qahir does and will fight along any of his Kinship that should need his axe or magicks whenever the call comes, although he always has dreams and hopes of something bigger. What that might be is as much a mystery as finding out whatever it will take for the elves to regain their immortality.
Marriage: Qahir of House Filinnar married Fowrwen of House Nerea, joining her house in November of 52PA