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Vanis’dal Arrowsong
This child of Quel’thalas was precisely as he appeared. It was in his very nature to keep a low profile most of the time; gone were the rich golds and blues that were once the hallmarks of his kin. Now absent in his ebon garb, a shadowy mix of light leathers and mail armor worked to keep him alive in the wilds. Glimpsed too was a masterwork elven crossbow, loaded and always in easy reach.
As a ranger his location would always vary but inevitably Vanis’dal would be found amongst the boughs and open skies of the world; his ilk rarely stayed within the confines of cities overly long. His appearance would embrace the ideal of the elves. An ebon mane had grown to the point of being cut and cleanly styled, tucked behind tapered ears and framing features that were pleasant but unremarkable.
The long sojourn that had begun at the demons’ first invasion has ended - the ranger quite changed from youthful days when Azeroth was full of easy risk and the promise of adventure. Thoughts have grown cold and calculating, and his mind now works to decide how best to plant an arrow or knife in the backs of those most deserving..