Valanor Reid

Eyes on the prey, not the horizon.

Concept: Dry-witted Ranger
Fealty: Faenor
Family: Reid
Gender: Male
Age: 156
Birthday: 12/12
Patron: Garwen
Vocation: Hunter
Height: 6'6"
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Blue
Skintone: Pale
Marital Status: Unmarried

Description: Severe and striking Valanor stands at six feet and six inches with a lean and wiry build. His complexion strikingly pale in Faenor fashion, mirrored by his hair, white as freshly fallen snow. It is kept shaven along the sides but long on the top, often vowen into an intricate braid reaching down to the small of his back. His pale blue eyes are a vert striking asset, catching the attention of those who gaze upon them.

Personality: Stoic and reserved Valanor is often said to be cold. He certainly values actions over words and has a strong sense of right and wrong, wholly unwilling to budge on his chosen principles. Slow to warm to others, especially if outside his kinship, he is nevertheless fiercly loyal once befriended. His great vice is a penchant for snark and a appreciation for dry humour.

Background: Born to two priests of Garwen, Valanor was raised with a strict set of values regarding right and wrong aligned with the demands of the god of purity. In typical Reid fashion he took on the craft of hunting early on and took a distinct liking to the pure experience of being in the wild, far away from civilization and company. He enjoyed a life of contrast, between the calm meditation he sought during his long periods away and the thrill of the hunt he so craved.

This relatively blissful existence would come to an end with the coming of the Host and the loss of immortality. Both his parents would come to die in the Eradication War and Valanor took this harshly. Since the Third Migration he has been forced to find himself and it ended with him following into his parents footsteps and joining the priesthood of Garwen, convinced that if the elves of the kinships were pure of heart they would not suffer so. Beyond these noble aspirations however lies a seething cold anger kept pushed down.

Having taken to the ancient Reid tradition of hunting not only for the thrill of it and the sustenance it grants he hunts for corruption. Indeed in his service to the kinship he joined the Argent Knights. A hunter, priest and knight he is an elf of many crafts but one sworn to Garwen in all.

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