Character's Name: Elither Daegovad (Elven tongue, it means Shadow walker.)
Race: Dark Elf.
Age: 589
Height: 6'1
Weight: 189
Eye Color: A glowing red, of coldness.
Hair Color:White.
Element: Shadow.
Physical Description: He's about average, His hands are thin, looking more like spiders, with his fingers long, and narrow, though he has an incredible grip.He uses the grip, for his weapons, and to climb tree's aswell. His face is usually shadowed by the cloak, but there are outlines around his face, from his age. His legs are muscular, since he's wandered the world in his lifetime, they are also means of transportation in the canopy of tree's, where he jumps from limb to limb.. He wears the cloak, when he does not want to be seen, which means he uses it as a way to camaflauge his race. A silver medalion, containing celtic knots, is his family crest, which was given to him a long time ago. His hands are covered in chainmail gloves, as they act as a defense, and cover his hands, which he is ashamed of. He wears common brown leather pants, which have been tattered a bit.
Personality:Keeps to himself, but speaks when he think he needs too. He takes everything serious, and thinks the world is against him.
Class:Beast Tamer.
Level: 1

Equipment-
Weapon: Hunter's Bow.
Head Armor: Jade GreenCloth Cloak.
Body Armor: Leather Breastplate
Hand Armor: Leather Gloves.
Leg Armor: Leather Boots
Gold: 3,000
The Skills Your Character Has: Tame Woodlands
Background On Your Character:Elither Daegovad once started out as an ordinary Forest Elf,who was always curious, and Nice. As he was growing, he started to learn how to use a short sword, which he soon became to be one of the best of the tribe to weild a sword.

One day, Him, and a few others went out scouting the forest, like they did on a regular basis. He had been hiding in the canopies of the tree's above, when he noticed something moving, barely, but moving. It was an elderly man, he looked well over 60, His cloak was ragged, cut, and torn,blood was running steadily from His medsection it seemed. Though the elfs Tended to avoid contact with humans, it was in their nature to help, when help was needed. Elither leapt down from the canopies, and landed some teen feet away from the elderly man. He had started to walk toward him, when a staff had shot out from the cloak, and the man had leapt to his feet. Elither knew then, for a split second that he had been tricked, before a green flash of energy waved over him.

Elither awoken some hours later, he was not sure, only sure that it was night. He looked to his hands, and saw something horrid, they were not like his normal hands, normal skin tone, peach colored, now they were almost ashen white, and they looked more like spiders, for his fingers were long, and slinder. He looked to his once brown colored hair, and almost yelled with fright, as it was white. He knew what this meant, He had studied on it when he was just a child, The tribe were afraid of what the elderly man, which he now knew as a dark mage , had done to him, he had been turned to A Dark Elf. Elither knew he could never return to the tribe, for they feared Dark Elves. He had to now go on his own, with only what he had, A cloak, his two short swords, and his family medalion, given to him by the elder of the tribe, when his parent's had passed away in a battle.

Elither now walks the lands, with The Medallion, The two short swords, A green cloak, and a Shadow cat at his side.


Well, that's the best I can do, hope it works! -Elither Daegovad.

That's fine, but know that you may not fight with those swords. Your weapon is a Bow, if I upgrade the Beast Tamer's weapon attributes, which I've been considering because it's such a weak class currently, you will then be able to equip swords once you acquire Multi-Arms. And that Shadow Cat cannot be commanded until you reach the Tame Beast skill at level 7.

Other than that, good job. Welcome to Dark Isles! :D