Family:
          Mother: Grelia (Deceased)
          Father: Mithr (Deceased)
          Brother: None
          Sister: None
          Lifemate: Talitha (Missing)
          Recognized: Has not yet done so
          Kits: None so far

    Description/Image:

This elf is maybe three and a half feet tall, with shortish dark mahogany hair tucked into a tail at the back, although strands seem to escape everywhere, and it is barely long enough to stay in the tail. His face is narrow, his eyes wide-set enough to give the impression of a V-shape to it. His eyes are a rich golden color, darting intelligently about as he takes in all the details of his surroundings, alert for whatever might appear.

His body is slender, not showing a lot of obvious strength, and is covered in a wrap-around shirt of mottled green, tied into a knot across his front, leaving part of his chest and the rest of his belly free. He has several bangles on, strips of leather wound round his wrists, trails of beads also. Around his neck is a strip of cloth hanging down, holding a wood-carved ring, with detailed carvings on it. On his legs, he wears a short loincloth, made of the skin of some small mammal, leaving his wiry legs free. His feet are bound in strips of leather, letting his toes be able to hold to the jungle vegetation.

    Background:

Born of the recognition of Grelia and Mithr is the elf Aigel, although he doesn't know that Mithr is his father and doesn't seem to be bothered about his heritage. His mother, Grelia is a loner living away from the main encampment of elves and mingling very little with them. Aigel though seems drawn to the brightness and noise of the main encampment, the coming and goings of other elves interesting him. He is unconcerned about the future and the past, seemingly more concerned about the here and now, and treating life's ups and downs with equal serenity. He can often be found on a low branch making music - the things he sees and feels are an inspiration to him. When things don't go so smoothly, he finds solace in his music, and is oft found on that low branch so favored by him, sharing his music with any that will listen for a moment to the tune he plays.

Although he is quiet and not often a forceful presence amongst his kin, Aigel has been a fixture for a long time, keeping people company. He had a lifemate once...Talitha, a weaver, before she left to travel the world of Two Moons. Since then, he has had a few lovemates over the centuries, but no-one of much consequence has troubled his placid existence. He has no real close friends, but would probably consider many of the tribe at least good acquaintances.

His bond current bond is called Sparrow; she was the youngest of her litter, and was widely expected to die, but he has nursed her to health and a version of growth that shows how steady love can aid where all else fails. Now they are often together, the small great cat's tail responding to his pipes.

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