Senator Elizaldian Laenorin
Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.
Description: Tall and lanky, birch-like even, this elf would be considered handsome if he wasn't always so dour. His lips are thin and tightly pursed, oftentimes turned downward into a sour frown. His dirty blonde hair is long and silken. He is fair skinned, but the coloration is tinted by long walks in the sunshine.
Personality: Tragedy has shaped Elizardian's life for the past 60 years, giving him a gloomy air. He talks low, little, and seems to think over his decisions with a gravity far beyond his years. Mostly he tries to think of how to do the least amount of damage to the greatest amount of people, so they will not hurt as much as he does. He would go to Glanor himself if he didn't feel he could help their people by better understanding their new world. He has too much to give to allow himself the peace of a rebirth.
Background: Elizaldian has lost a lot in his life. His father died defending their family during the Eradication War. His mother never got over losing her beloved spouse and chose to go to Glanor for rebirth after losing him. He and his two sisters managed to escape the horrors of the war and made it to the new world, with Eli finding himself running for senate. He believed the Duindar needed to better understand their new home and fully integrate with it, blending their use of magic with the natural realm around them. Some things just didn't seem right and his natural curiosity drove him to wanting to inspire others to explore and expand. Like his sisters, he possesses water magic both Prestidigitation and Abjuration.
Tragedy struck the very first time the floods came. Like so many others, he tried to evacuate and rescue those caught up in the water. However, his sisters were swept away in the floods while trying to hold them back with their magic.
He seeks to better understand the nature of the floodwaters which destroyed their first settlement and stole his siblings from him, wanting to explore more of Aarandor and map it out. Sometimes things don't seem to act naturally, like the portal gates nestled in the strange twisting of the Isalspire. He wants to know why. It is that curiosity that keeps him going and maintaining his position in the Senate, to ensure no one else has to go through the same pain he has felt.
He had originally devoted himself to Aerath, feeling his ties to her and the water his magic bonded him to, but after losing his siblings to the flood waters he found himself gravitating more towards the sleeping God, finding his sorrows overtaking him. He tends to find himself by the riverside, studying the water or bathing. Sometimes the solace of the waterfalls is all that gives him peace; part of him still clings to Aerath.