[WIP] Lord Ranger Dauric

[Black Mage]

Name: Dauric

Race: High Elf

Title: Lord Ranger

Age: 228

Appearance: Cutting a tall figure at 6’1”, Dauric has clean-shaven face and long, pointed ears, a defining marker of his race. His face is a darker colour then the average high elf, leaning more towards a tanned skin, as if he spends much time in the darkness and his skin slowly adapted to the lack of light. His eyes are a shining blue, a marker of the magical addiction that plagues his race.

Around his neck hangs a small bone, looking like a gnarled tooth. Inscribed on this small object are runes of total darkness and small beads of light seem to slowly orbit around the artefact, an odd sight that has led to the habit of Dauric always placing it within his shirt, hiding it from praying eyes.

The elf is always clad in the dark brown leather armour of the rangers, carefully moulded to fit his contours like a second skin. His chest-piece is emblazoned with a tree, meant to represent the balance between the world and the earth. The roots represent the earth and it's unbound growth and the trees representing the upcoming generations and future hope.

Over his brown leather armour, he wears a heavy dark green cloak and hood that is often drawn over his head of chestnut hair. His feet are clad in the same dark brown leather as his armour, although laced with thongs of a lighter shade of brown leather.

Around his waist a large brown leather belt holds a plethora of leather bags, sheaths, daggers, and a long rope hung in a neatly rolled coil at his back. All is held by a clasp of black gold, and onyx, then only piece on his attire that could be considered jewellery.

Weaponry: Dauric has quite an arsenal of steel and wood weaponry that is spread out equally over his body in order to not constrict his movement and allow him to never be without the necessary tools.

Over his shoulder, attached to the ever-present quiver is his most cherished possesion, and most deadly weapon. The bow is of a quality so rare that it is almost a legendary weapon unto itself. Made of ancient yew, given to the creator in centuries past by a powerful ancient, it was perfectly shaped, crafter meticulously over the span of three decades. It's balance was perfect; a single goose feather on either side, when balanced, would tip it. It's name; Elandriel.

On his belt hangs a long steel sword, of elven make. Made to be quick on the draw, this is the weapon most used by Dauric at close range. It is extremly sharp, and shines of a silver polish that mirrors the surroundings.

An assortment of daggers are placed on Dauric. A long one is sheathed along his calf, ready for a quick draw, and two placed on his belt for any close combat fighting if his sword is unaccesible. A fourth dagger is always present along his thigh, althouh it is quite smaller and only used for quick assasinations and in case he needs it for escape.

Around his fore-arms are rings of throwing knives, couting 12 in total. These are easily drawned by a swift jerk of the arm towards the front, sending the blade flying out of his sleeve and into his hand. Dauric has a near perfect aim with these at a distance of 50 feet or less.

Last but not least is the quiver; counted as weaponry for what it contains. The assortment of arrows contained by the tooled leather container range from magically imbued poison arrows, used to bring down the most powerful of enemies, to the most common steel tip, used for the common hunt. His arrows are all classified by the color and coarsity of the feathers on their end, allowing Dauric to know, by touch, which arrow he is touching and if it is proper.