[@Lady Amalthea]

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[hr][center][h3]"[color=f26522]Why should I hide myself?[/color]"[/h3][/center]
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[color=f26522][b]Name[/b][/color]: Mazen Alurat

[color=f26522][b]Race[/b][/color]: Dökkálfar (A.K.A. "Dark Elf")

[color=f26522][b]Apparent Age[/b][/color]: 30

[color=f26522][b]Actual Age[/b][/color]: Unknown

[color=f26522][b]Profession[/b][/color]: Pilgrim; Bodyguard 

[color=f26522][b]Possessions[/b][/color]: (1) Hardened leather armor of an outlandish design. (2) A dark elf falchion that has been passed down his family for generations; it makes a keening cry as it cuts the air which most people find disconcerting. (3) A chipped talisman inscribed with the seal of his clan. (4) A satchel with food and a few coins of varied materials.

[color=f26522][b]Skills/Magic/Talents[/b][/color]:

[list][*][color=f7941d][i]Venomous Gaze[/i][/color]: When Mazen activates this ability, making eyes contact with an enemy can give them a paralyzing sense of terror, but it can only be used on one person at a time.

[*][color=f7941d][i]Earth Meld[/i][/color]: Mazen can disappear into nature, melding with anything from trees to rocks, to disguise his presence.

[*][color=f7941d][i]Dark Elf Senses[/i][/color]: Mazen has great night vision and a keen sense of smell and, to a lesser extent, hearing.

[*][color=f7941d][i]Dark Elf Swordsman[/i][/color]: Mazen is skilled with a sword, and has trained with techniques known only to his people.[/list]

[color=f26522][b]Demeanor[/b][/color]: Mazen moves with the tension of a coiled spring, carrying himself like a predator wary of ambush. Despite that, any experienced swordsman or martial artist who laid eyes on Mazen would see that he has a grace to his stride which only comes from vast self-assurance.

[color=f26522][b]History[/b][/color]: 

Mazen was born amidst a small clan of his people in a swamp that they had dwelt in for time beyond reckoning. His people were withered, but proud. When humans expanded into their swamp, clearing away vegetation to plant more crops, they two peoples did not take kindly to one another. Hunters contracted by the humans set about capturing or exterminating the remaining dark elves, a fate which Mazen narrowly escaped. He has spent the many years since on the road, escaping persecution through both violence and cunning, as he searches for the remaining clans of his people. 

In the few instances he has encountered those who saw through his inhuman heritage to the skill beneath, he has accepted work as a bodyguard when the price was right.