Name:
Arvalin Cuthalion

Age:
18

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Appearance:
Black hair that falls to his shoulders, always tied back. Eyes are a dark green. His complexion is somewhat dark, and his form is well-built, but not bulky or large. Wears whatever he wishes, so long as he is comfortable.

Weaponry:
Only a simple dagger, defense purposes only.

History:
Actually, there isn't one. Or at least, not that Arvalin is telling. So instead, how about a bit of personality basis? Spends most of his time reading, and loses himself in other worlds. He doesn't much take to mercy. He calls it weakness, and is more likely to spit on you than help you up if you trip (only after he laughs, of course) Usually quiet, although a cruel comment does manage to slip out now and again. Sarcasm is a tool of his trade, so bad idea to get into a word-fight. In fact, his coldness is probably the reason why he is always alone, although whether he prefers it that way or regrets it is beyond me.

~LotR~

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