[list][*][u][b]Name[/b][/u]: Elron Del Rado
[*][u][b]Age[/b][/u]: 50
[*][u][b]Gender[/b][/u]: Male
[*][u][b]Race[/b][/u]: Half Elf / Human
[*][u][b]Appearance[/b][/u]: 
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[*][u][b]Personality[/b][/u]: ELron is a straight forward and to-the-point kind of man. Opinionated, gentle, calm. A life of training and scholarly duties has molded the mans once wild and unruly spirit into that of a focused and determined teacher of the mystic arts. Out of combat Elron is often described as the studious or craftsman type of people, always doing something with his mind or his hands, be it writing down in his personal journal or wittling a piece of wood. Always in motion somehow. Despite his age, though few know he has the blood of a ling-lived race in his veins, he does not exhibit the usual sluggishness older folks often display. Quite the contrary. Elron has participated in contests of determination and time on many occasions and out-lasted his younger competitors many times. Often to the disbelief of his peers.
The elderly man has an aura of understanding to him, non judgemental and unbiased, firmly believing that every person is unique and allowed their opinions. Even if you do not agree with anothers personal philosophies of life, love, race, and creed, it is his duty to foster positive growth and cooperation among all under his care. He fancies himself as a grandfather to nearly everyone he has become close to.

[*][u][b]Brief Backstory[/b][/u]: Elron was born to a frail mother and a father he had never met. The result of a love that could never be and a wedge that drove them apart. His mother had been a middle aged woman at his birth and passed on a year after he was born, an unknown disease had wracked her already frail body into the grave. Raised in an orphanage till he was 10, Elron had shown the signs of restlessness. Often sneaking out of his confines and exploring the immediate area around his 'home'. Every month he would explore further and further, hoping to find something, anything, that could occupy his mind from the empty chores of home. 
On a midsummer eve the lad stumbled through the familiar alleyways and happened upon a man laying in the gutters. The man was old, older than most, with a long graying beard and salt and pepper hair flowing past his back. His clothing was stained and patched up by unskilled hands. 
At first Elron left the man alone and returned to his usual exploration. But as weeks turned to months he saw more and more of the man laying in the alleyways asleep or writing in a small leather journal. A leather journal that was stolen by sticky fingered young Elron. There were parts he could not read and others written in a language he was certain nobody could read. 
Like a hungry wolf the boy devoured every page, reading about the mysteries of this man who had so painstakingly recorded everything in this seemingly endless little notebook. Only when the sun rose that he felt the guilt of having stolen the written life of a wanderer. Disobeying his matrons, Elron fled the orphanage and scoured the streets alone for weeks. Thoughts of his life at the orphanarium fled from his occupied mind to be replaced with his burning need to return what he had stolen and make right the wrong no matter the consequence.

It took almost a month of searching but on a cold winters night he found him. Wrapped up in a dirty old blanket with his hands waving in the air, Elron found the dirty scholar not far from the orphanage. Tension flared the moment their eyes met and the man rose to his feet with surprise as he saw the young boy holding his book. The discussion that followed was one of apologies and understanding. Malcaz Rado was a pious man and an avid practitioner of the magical arts. His life on the streets was self-inflicted and enjoyed. Free of the intrigues that plagued the colleges of magic. Malcaz believed that the power to wield magic was a gift meant to uphold the worlds sacred laws and protect those that would not or could not fight for themselves. 
Elron bowed his head and became a disciple of the wanderer and ventured with him for nearly 10 years. During his tutelage, the apprentice quickly adapted to the new life and the training of his master. Even adopting the last name he now carries as homage. Trained to harness magic and turn it to powerful spells, Elron displayed an impressive mastery over the lightning element and displayed his power with enthusiasm and joy. Malcaz and his young apprentice served as body guards and tutors on their days following the road with little cares and a great amount of personal happiness but to Elron it seemed that every passing day his master grew weaker and weaker but whenever Elron tried to get help the man always turned it away.

Malcaz Rado died at the age of 78 a day after enrolling his prized disciple and adopted son into the Mages college, accepting the gifted young man with open arms and respect. Honoring the final wishes of one of the most decorated scholars to have graced the sacred halls. 

Nearly 30 years later, Elron Del Rado has achieved the same status as his master and walked the world with open eyes and an open heart, free from the hate that clouds the eyes of warriors and unshrouded by the often disrespectful haughty ways of the mages. 
Elron had joined the ranks of the Knights in his 40's and became a tutor to the young wizards of the order while he learned of the priestly arts of magic, enhancing his potent spells with a new degree of skill. His nickname amongst the knights is Heavens Thunder. So named for the golden color his powerful lightning magic exhibits.

[*][u][b]Equipment[/b][/u]: 
Leather bound journal
Arcana Tome 
Pencils 
Small carving knife
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[*][u][b]Skills[/b][/u]:
Thunderclap - Striking his palms together, he produces a blinding flash of static electricity to shock and throw back his opponents.

Thunderbolt - A focused bolt of lightning fired from his extended index and middle finger, searing through the first target it hits.

Angels hammer - Elron channels a powerful globe of holy thunder in his hand and thrusts it at his enemy. The resulting detonation, while not very damaging, will often stun an opponent and throw them to the ground with a deafening explosion.

Arc Lightning - A weak, but effective lightning spell, a simple bolt of charged fury strikes out at the nearest target before bouncing to any nearby targets. Each consecutive bolt is less effective than the initial blast.

Storm cone - Wild static electricity arcs out from both outstretched hands in a short area in front of the caster, causing severe burns and muscle spasms. In most cases this spell can be lethal.

Electric Mine - A condensed ball of lightning is thrown to the ground where it crackles until someone approaches, detonating the spell. The effect is similar to thunderclap but in a less effective form. 

City of gold - Elron unleashes a golden globe of static electricity into the air that rains golden thunder bolts down like rain upon his target. The bolts are not particularly strong but they are very numerous. 

Heavens wrath - Elrons most powerful and destructive spell, channeling the essence of holy energy and arcane magic, a gargantuan bolt of golden energy spears from the sky to smite a target deemed a threat by the caster. Being extremely powerful, using this spell will leave him physically exhausted for a short time and incapable of casting any other magic until he has had a chance to recover. Often used as a last resort.

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