Nalfeiin

Intro

• "A drow sell-sword who's silver tongue often leads him to trouble. Just the way he likes it."

• Basic Info

  • Name: Nalfeiin
  • Gender: Male
  • Played by: Alette
  • Nicknames: Night Stalker
  • Race: Drow (Dark Elf)
  • Class: Assassin/Mercenary
  • Alignment: Neutral Evil
  • Deity: N/A
  • Age: 132 (Appearing to be in his late 20’s-early 30’s)
  • Body Type: Athletic
  • Height: 6'3"
  • Weight: 180 lbs
  • Complexion: Ebony Skin
  • Hair: Bright White
  • Eyes: Silver
  • Handedness: Left
  • Scars: Scattered throughout his body, mostly on his abdomen
  • Relationship Status: Single
  • Personality: Cocky, Smooth Talker, Arrogant, Always on the verge of a joke at another's expense
  • Mannerisms: Pushing his hair from his eyes when in deep thought
  • Likes: Coin, Women, Drinking, Killing, Playing Dice,
  • Dislikes: Magic Users, Female Drow, Complaining

• Description

  Physical Description
  He is tall man, taller than the norm for his kin, with a lean muscle structure. Built with strength but favored with agility. His footsteps more often than not never make a sound as he is also gifted with grace and speed. A major portion of his body is covered in old scars and wounds that he proudly wears as trophies of accomplishment. His silver eyes and cocky grin can always be found upon his face and are a bit of a personal trademark. He has long, stark white hair that freely frames his rugged yet charming face when not pulled tightly back in a thin band during combat. His black skin has a bit of a glow within the sunlight but at night, his tone blends with the darkness. Overall there is a very arrogant and deadly demeanor about the man.
  
  Personality
  Nalfeiin is a cocky and pride-filled man and he's always the first to tell you just that. He's got a sharp tongue and has a taste for a good brew and good coin. He has a big, yet odd sense of humour, especially if it’s at the expense of others. Though despite his arrogant nature, inside of him he holds a number of secrets. He often avoids allowing others to become too close or knowing too much about him personally. With the ability to seemingly talk his way out of everything, you’d never know he didn’t answer your question. When not contracted, or purposely looking for company, he is often alone. He spends the majority of his time outside, preferring to sleep under the stars than under a roof. There is darkness within him, a cruel vindictive darkness fueled by hate and rage, but yet something even deeper seems to dwell within.
  
  Abilities/skills/powers
  Nalfeiin is quick, faster than expected even as for an elf. With his speed comes great agility, almost acrobatic at times. He is considered a master swordsman, training since he was very young within the Underdark among his house army and special tactics division known simply as “The Silence.” This was a special forces group consisting of only 4 men, Nalfeiin included. The division specialized in assassinations, kidnapping, and torture. Their methods and tactics were cruel and highly sought after. It was doing his time among these men that Nalfeiin’s combat and stealth abilities grew spectacularly. He has the ability to switch his vision from using light to see to a method of heat sensing, a common ability among drow. Attuned with a strong sense of smell, he is an excellent hunter and tracker.
  
  Known weaknesses
  Nalfeiin has a odd hate for the use of magic, thinking that physical skill is a better measure of strength and power. Magic used in combat can prove to be a more difficult challenge for him.
  Despite his past, his fascination with the high of the kill, Nalfeiin has a strange set of morals. These can sometimes cause him to hesitate or even alter the path he takes.
  
  
  Weapons
  A drow forged longsword designed with a rose shaped pommel, which he calls Whisper. At the end of the blade it curves to form a small hook to rip out flesh. He also carries, strapped to his upper arm, a small dagger with a matching hilt which he calls Wind. About his person are several other small throwing knives, some tipped with poison. He is also no stranger to using his bare hands.