Here we go. Sorry it took me so long.

I'm a bit unsure about the length of the Bio. I can write moire, if you want, but I wasn't sure how big of a "paragraph" you wanted, so I chose less over more, since adding stuff is easy, but removing something is awfully hard (to me).

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[b][u]Name:[/u][/b]
Elias Nihmgor (pron. Eh-lee-ass Neem-gore) 

[b][u]Race:[/u][/b]
Half-breed; Human-High Elf 

[b][u]Gender:[/u][/b]
Male ♂

[b][u]Appearance:[/u][/b]
Pure-born High Elves have platinum blond hair and ice blue eyes. However, this is not Elias case.
From his Elven linage, he has pointed ears; although his ears are nowhere as long as that of a High Elf would normally be. It is basically just a normal human ear, with a slight point at the top.
He has elegant, regal even, features as well as a slender, acrobatically build body with a canvas of ivory white skin stretched flawlessly over tight muscles. Or, well, his skin would have been flawless, were it not for the scars slashed into his left pectoral where the word “HUMAN” is morbidly carved into the tissue of the muscle beneath.
From his Human linage, he has chub at his sides from living a rich life, defined muscle, a wider nose than what Elves usually have and an unusual mutation, between the platinum blonde of his father and the mud brown of his mother, in the shade of his hair color; crimson. 
This blood-colored hair of his is kept in a low ponytail that stretches from the nape of his neck and down to the small of his back. His bangs are cut short, to just above his eyes, but are then left growing and pushed aside until they reach his chin. They are currently at cheekbone length.
His eyes are slightly slanted, with long lashes and perfectly manicured eyebrows in a shade matching that of his hair. The iris of his eyes is forest green and slightly larger than what one would expect from a human, making his eyes seem larger in general.
He stands at 6'5” (190 cm) in height and weights 183 pounds (83 kg).

[b][u]Notable Strengths/Weaknesses:[/u][/b]
High Elves are an elegant, dexterous and agile in their movements, whether it be running, jumping, fighting or even falling, they make it all look graceful like a dance. Elias is, however, only half elf and although he is dexterous and agile, he is far from elegant. He falls on his ass just as much as the next guy; maybe even a little bit more.
Although he is a half-breed of one of the most magically capable races, Elias has very little magical skills to tell of. He can just barely muster a few of the most simple spells in the High Elf repertoire, such as a small, glowing orb that will light his way in darkness, revealing hidden High Elf magically hidden seals and healing very superficial wounds, like scrapes and papercuts. 
Elias is quite talented at the use of his specially-crafted, magically light and extremely expensive sword. He [i]can[/i], if absolutely needed, use a bow and arrow, but he he finds it racist that everyone thinks Elves can use a bow and arrows.
He can ride a horse, brush a horse, feed a horse, wash a horse and generally just take care of a horse. If the right ingredients are at hand, he may even be able to cook a decent meal.

[b][u]Bio:[/u][/b]
Elias grew up in the sheltered life of nobility. He had everything he had ever wanted; from the specially crafted, light weight sword he got for his thirteenth birthday, to the prize-winning draft horse he decided on for a steed and to any woman he desired in his later years. Everywhere he went, people gave Elias exactly what he wanted. He never considered showing any gratitude for this perfect life of his and never knew how well he had it. He was ever a jerk to the servants and refused to attend parties in other kingdoms than his own, because of the travel. He became an older brother by another mother late in his teen years and adored the little sister he had been granted. Despite the girl being soft as down and a general sweetheart, Elis did not change his ways towards anyone but her. He was still a jerk to the servants and even his parents, but his little sister was treated like gold.
When he was well into his thirties, his mother died of old age, as humans tend to age faster than the immortal elves. For a while, Elias was heartbroken and struck by sorrow, realizing that his own life would once come to an end as well and no one could say when it would happen. He quickly found himself a suitable wife and after just a year of marriage, she bore his child. Now secured that his legacy would carry on in the event of his own demise, Elias felt more comfortable in his position as duke-to-be and actually started doing some work for the community. He started out by making donations to several of the businesses in town, gently pushed in the right directions by his lovely and purely good natured wife, who would eventually give birth to a beautiful baby girl with a mane of red hair and the iciest blue eyes of all time.
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