[attr="class","likedotitle2"]Meteo Celestial Shawor

[attr="class","likedosub"]General

NICKNAMES: Astral
RACE: Elve
GENDER: He / Him
AGE: Thirty-Six
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
RANK: Drackenstein - Squire
ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral
THEME: Champagne - Polyphia

[attr="class","likedosub"]Appearance

HEIGHT: 6'5" ft
WEIGHT: 245 lbs
APPEARANCE DESCRIPTION: Meteo is a pointed ear, slender faced, dark skin male who happens to be a member of the dejected and despised elf-kin. Who is using a fairly simply glamour spell to hide his identifying features. At least, his chin structure. He had underwent a very painful and long surgery to modify his ears naturally so that he could have very human like ears, a surgery that he utilized at the behest of the only person who happens to know of his true parentage. Despite this, without the glamour, it is still very easy to tell that something is not right with his facial structure, so he often utilizes the glamour itself on his facial area. Though it is utilized in two other specific areas of his body, his back and thighs.

That being said, he is still a physical monster in terms to his size and weight for most elves, due to his parentage, and this has allowed him an opportunity to hide his identity even further. With sizable muscular features upon his torso including bulging biceps, toned and symmetrical abdominal muscles and ripped pectorals, his upper body is a sight to behold in all of it's splendor. It is clear that he seems to work himself out on a regular basis, idolizing the human forms and figures that were drilled into his head as superior. He has recently allowed himself the opportunity to gain markings upon his body in the form of glyphs. These glyphs being related to his magic no doubt, though this is a hard tell for strangers.

His lower body is perhaps even more-so impressive if not only for the fact that he has the athletic build of an Olympic swimmer who has never missed leg day, the muscle profile for each and every one of his lower extremities is gloriously at the peak of performance and the fact that he was endowed in many ways has allowed him to stay in tip top shape a great deal. Despite the fact the he seems to be excessively fit for a member of his race, he does have quite a few strange markings on his legs. The origin of said markings not being publicly known and they are hard to see without the help of a dispel on his glamour.

He is cited as wearing the traditional garbs of a squire at most times, having been a squire for a few years now due to having a revolving door of Knights as his mentor, he has yet to actually find himself embodying the willpower needed to survive an altercation with many of the horrors and abominations beyond the wall and within them. His outfit itself showcasing his experience by always appearing pristine in both it's appearance and in it's wear, he has started to wear a golden corded black cape that hangs from the left portion of his neck, allowing the object to gather in such a way that it is displayed prominently covering his right hand.

[attr="class","likedosub"]Persona

PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION:

The first thought that comes to the mind of most people who come across the Squire known as Meteo is that he is a sly and deranged lunatic capable of depraved acts of unrestrained violence in emotional, physical, spiritual and even mental ways. He is always allowing himself to talk in a manner that many would consider to be reckless, not being shy about talking down to any and everyone he comes across that does not out-rank him or has more authority than he does. He is the kind of man who openly flaunts the power that has been bestowed upon him and his own arrogance is something that is noted by many people who happen to be in his presence.

Despite how he acts on the outside, inwardly he is a very insecure person, suffering from numerous thoughts about himself that could only be considered entirely pessimistic. Being born not only as an elve but as a person who was raised in secrecy, he doesn't allow himself to get close too to many other people. Knowing that he is affiliated with a racist and tyrannical kingdom that, many would argue, are just as bad as those demonic creatures that now inhabit Madiya, he attempts to distance himself from the thoughts of the kingdom he serves. He wants nothing more than to earn his place among the ranks of the knights, even if he earns their ire.

He seems to have no true loyalty towards anyone specifically, since he himself knows that all of his accomplishments would be completely and utterly thrown to the wayside if his lineage was shown to Drackenstein. He has made sure that he doesn't allow himself to harbor false aspirations when it comes to race relations and rarely ever acknowledges his heritage. Due to finding himself to be as disgusting as those around him would view himself, many would assume that the man is a sad being, but that is not the case at all. Instead he seems to be receptive of the hatred, feeding off it and relishing on the pain so much it's almost masochistic.

Though he is a person who undeniably questionable in both his beliefs and his actions, there is a compassionate side to the man that is rarely seen. He doesn't acquire many genuine contacts but once he does he is fully dedicated to that person, even at the cost of himself. He seems to have delusions of unrequited love that seem to permeate his mind whenever he sees a woman that is completely wonderful in his mind, a being that could rein in all of the violence that defines him. He believes that such a woman exists in the world, but doubts the likelihood of ever coming across such a person. For that reason, he often veils his motives and intentions.

Despite the fact that he hasn't been around long enough to make any significant marks on the world he wants to change that, he wants to change the kingdom in which he lives by any means. It is true that in his heart he wants those who are considered demons to get the upper hand, so that the kingdom itself has to rely on the aid of other races in order to operate successfully. He fills that if for whatever reason the kingdom could become more inclusive he would be far more eager to actually care about the people who inhabit the nation, but as it sits now he cares little about any of the creatures in this world, especially the very humans who cast his people aside.

LIKES:

1. Training: Due to the fact that he has had to live his life as a brigand whom lurks around under the guise of a socially acceptable figure, there is no reason to be surprised that the male often finds himself enjoying embracing this reclusive behavior through the art of training. motivated by a desire to see himself within a position of power in this war-torn world, he often aims to capture an unprecedented amount of improvement within himself. Since he hates the fact that he was born as a creature that is considered worse than dung, he wants to surpass the limitations that everyone assumes that his race has.
2. Missions: With a social life as empty and unfulfilling as the elve born squire, he seems to use a lot of his excess time going out and completing missions with whomever his mentor happens to be at any given moment. He attempts to keep himself occupied through missions, which he has done for such a long time now. He often doesn't allow himself to get in the spotlight during missions, observing and watching. But recently he had found himself attempting to work harder so that he is able to achieve greater forms of success. He lacks the ability to mediate which missions he will and won't take, since he is not bothered doing even questionable acts for the sake of the kingdom.
3. Creativity: Despite the fact that he is quite the vicious person, he is renown for the unique and inventive ways that he handles situations. He is not an artist, but he does like to put his mind to use when it comes to combat. He doesn't often allow himself to do anything that could be considered "flashy" but whenever he is dealing with an opposing force he likes to take his time to sadistically draw out the encounter as long as he can, should he find the opposing force to be worthy of that extra attention and care however. He treats the act like a performance and he takes excellent care of his audience.
4. Women: Despite the fact that he isn't really the artistic type outside of something he considers to be theatrics, a display of wanton destruction and excessive violence, he is quite the appreciative being when it comes to the humanoid form. His dedication to understanding anatomy is both used for his fighting and for his creation of creatures, but he has learned and mastered the art-form of sculpting the human figure during a brief period of his life. He seems to care a great deal about making sure that those whom fit his strict guideline of attractive traits are treated like royalty, his dedication and acknowledgement of all the benefits of romantic effort are unlike any other.
5. Alcohol: Whether he drinks to dull the pain of his existence conflicting with the only purpose he has in life, or because he views the act of drinking as a way to express himself without the barriers constructed by society baring down upon him, it is known that he is a heavy drinker. He is not an alcoholic, but when the mood strikes him he does throw down. He appears to be quite the happy drunk, probably due to the fact that he is quite sadistic on his own. As a man who is generally arrogant, he becomes quite humble when drunk as well, though he is still usually aware of his surroundings and doesn't usually get hammered.
6. Combat: Due to his latent dislike that he was born with elve blood he seems to be quite the sadistic person, if not to only protect himself, but to showcase that he himself is a monster that should not be trifled with by anyone for any reason. He is the kind of person who will unleash a torrent of oppressively excessively brutality if he feels it needed and often he does. Especially given the fact that he wants to find a way to ultimately get rid of the part of his being that happens to be an elf. Anger and anguish are his tools of the trade and he is a masterclass when it comes to disposing of those whom he considers unworthy. Through combat he feels enlightenment.

DISLIKES:

1. Arrogance: He already has to deal with the fact that people think they are above him because they are human. He hates when people bad mouth elves. It makes his rage boil, but he has to mask it so that he does not appear to be a sympathizer. He absolutely hates more than anything else in this world having to deal with people who have massive egos. Though he is known to be arrogant himself, it is perhaps that very reason that makes it even harder for him to accept dealing with such ill suited personalities. He'd much rather kill someone with a large ego, but since he has stopped randomly killing people within city walls, he has come to tolerate these people.
2. Weakness: Considering the traumatic experiences that he has dealt with over the course of his life, he doesn't exactly feel sorry for people who have had similar hardships. Choosing to do the opposite of empathize with them by rather choosing to condemn them for their emotional weakness. He has come to enjoy disappointment, physical pain, and depending on his adrenaline, the hatred that is directed at him. Making him different in two folds. When he is mad he is vastly different than when he is normal. He figures that if you are weak you ought to strive to become stronger or you are just better off dead.
3. Cravens: He finds himself to be a hypocrite when it comes to dealing with those who consider themselves to be, cowards. In his mind you should always attempt to fight when the opportunity knocks on your door. Due to his insecurities however, he acts as though he fears nothing, though he does fear having himself exposed as an elve long before his plan comes to fruition. Despite his refusal to acknowledge this, he is extremely judgmental of people who show fear towards death, since he lacks it, and he dislikes people who are afraid of things that he finds to be nonsensical. With enough power he might even get rid of those weaker people who show cowardice with his own hands.
4. Sows: He has had two minor relationships in his past, both of them were with woman that were otherwise taken. He wasn't made aware of these facts but when he discovered that such an event had occurred to him twice he found himself growing a disdain for those who take on more than a single lover. Due to being a hopeless romantic and coming from a pair of parents who happened to have a perfectly lovely relationship, he holds a bias against those who endeavor outside of the realm of a two person pairing. So much so that he can come off as a little rude and more than a little aggressive towards those who sleep around. In his mind, even men can be sows.
5. Traitors: Yet another happenstance of his hypocritical behavior, he feels as though that if he put any of his faith into a person they would need to show him the same respect. However, he is deathly aware of the situations that would make such a reality nearly impossible. Those being that he himself seems to give off a less than trustworthy vibe from his mannerisms. Due to being betrayed by the people who he grew up around and his own betraying of people who tried to help him, he feels as though loyalty can not exist within anyone who hasn't played fast and loose with the concept of lying. He feels as though he can only trust a person who can easily lie when they have too.
6. Stupidity: Though he will never outwardly insult the intelligence of another living being, he doesn't like to associate with persons who aren't exactly the brightest light-bulbs in the tool shed. He figures that if you lack the mental capacity to do the most basic of tasks then you yourself are nothing more than an expendable pawn in his game. He doesn't quite like those who find themselves throwing their weight around with a strategy either, knowing that no matter how wild and reckless a power is, it will always succumb to a perfect plan. This is derived from his arrogance, however. He figures that since there is a magic for just about any and everything in this world and that there was even a magic that made demons appear in this world, as far as he knows, that having the knowledge to tap into those magics is a hell of a lot more important than being just powerful.

MOTIVATIONS:

1. Peace: He doesn't have the motivation of peace in the literal sense, rather in the spiritual sense. He wants to find his inner nirvana, that in which blends his hatred and his satisfaction into the perfect abomination of primordial pleasure. He has already showcased that his emotions border on extraneous when connected to the lives of others, he does not believe that his own internal peace can be achieved in a matter that is diplomatic. He might be exceedingly apt at masking the desires in which he holds dear to him, as well as masking his motivations, but he wants for his mask to bloom into truth. To find that in which would give him the greatest amount of pleasure is rare, impossible to fathom even, but he cares little for these superficial barriers erected around him. For he shall work hard to achieve that which alludes him.
2. Honor: He wants to try and prove that he could be an honorable person, but he is so mentally broken that all of his actions make it impossible for him to actually achieve the goal that he actually has set out for himself. He sees everyone he comes across as a potential threat so he keeps them at a distance. Watching and waiting to make sure that they are people worthy of his loyalty, which isn't ever easily earned. It is his own dedication to self preservation that makes his actions less than honorable, for he feels that he will do absolutely anything he has to in order to come out on top when dealing with those he deems to be threats. Even if he wanted to be a white knight, which he does desire, he is aware of the impossibility of the task.
3. Recognition: In order to achieve his ultimate goal of proving to the world that elves are just a big of a threat as any demon or magically inclined humanoid life-form, he wants to gain a reputation of being a feared and oppressive knight. He has come to the decision, at a fairly young age, that he will do whatever despicably horrid deeds he must in order to capture the hearts of those whom live in the capital. He wants to become important on such a scale that when he finally decides to reveal who he actually happens to be there will be not many who could stomp him out. The embarrassment he wants his kingdom to feel is unprecedented.
4. Romance: As the only goal that the male happens to be unaware of, deep down inside of the being known as Meteo, he simply wants to be loved. Despite the fact that the thought never crosses his mind, he finds himself showcasing a great amount of envy whenever his eyes peer upon those within the boundaries of the kingdom itself, his own heart burning violently all the while. Knowing that the path he walks will be riddled in strife and overwhelmed by a tsunami of crimson, he has not made any moves to lower his guard nor to reveal the aspects of his nature that make him quite the loving individual. Chalking it up as a boyish delusion, he wants nothing more than this.
5. Authority: He craves power for a wide variety of reasons, reasons that can not be so easily surmised upon simply looking upon him. He has escalated in such a way that showcases the unbridled hatred that exists deep within him and it is through that very hate that he emulates he who rules this corrupted and polluted sanctuary for the worst scum on the continent. He is very much aware of how disturbingly defiled such a civilization happens to be and he makes no apologies for wanting to see himself having a controlling stake over those whom he has unbridled abhorrence towards. There is no limit to what his ambitions aim for.
6. Purpose: Eventually he wishes to retreat to the badlands to help restore a safe haven for the elves themselves, at least after making sure that he has done enough to identify himself as a threat in the eyes of those who caused his family to live in fear. Through being a threat, he figures that he will be taken quite seriously and through that seriousness he would achieve a level of power that would make all those before him quake in their boots. He cares not for the fact that now he is weak, for through hard work and determination he will create that utopia, that third nation and he will not allow anyone to get in his way. The endless abyss that is his confidence will not be trampled so easily. He wishes to mete out the punishment in the only way that hurts.

FEARS:

1. Isolation: Despite fearing no creature, though able to respect a creatures power enough to be weary of them, he does harbor some deeply rooted mental fears that are constantly eating away at the male in the back of his mind. One of those very potent fears being one in which would see him isolated from contact with others. Despite being a person who hates those that he surrounds himself with, he is still quite the social creature and he desires to be heard. He isn't per say an incredibly talkative person, but he does showcase enough of care towards others to actually engage them in conversation, no matter how lowly their status or hateful their personality. Being cut off from communication with others is a nightmare for him in the purest form.
2. Abandonment: To further his fear mentioned previously, he doesn't like the thought of being abandoned by those whom he has come to trust in some capacity. It would take monumental leaps and bounds for the male to achieve any semblance of admiration and dedication to a person in the first place, so once he harbors any emotional attachment towards them his plans become quite erratic. Knowing that his heritage is the only flaw that keeps him from being truly happy with his life, he is vastly aware that people would distance themselves from him if such a secret identity were to be revealed. Given his reputation for being a prodigy with magic, since he lacks an inhibitor, he is always weary that someone might just connect the dots.
3. Demotion: Even still he is a man who has attained an ego that is quite legendary among the squires themselves. To be demoted or removed from the order would be a devastatingly crushing loss in the eyes of the male. Even though he is sure he could still accomplish his goals, it is the recognition that drives him to work hard and it is through becoming a knight that he can achieve that which alludes him. He wishes to bask in all the privileges of the rank without worrying about them being stripped from him. This is why he has been on the straight and narrow. It has been more out of fear until he achieves enough rank to where he can abuse his power. Till then, a lot of the things that make of his personality are in secret. Veiled behind a false smile.
4. Banishment: Worse still, to be completely dejected from the kingdom without accomplishing his goal would make all of the effort, time and dedication he has put towards his plans to be a waste. Such events would completely and utterly destroy the entire fabric in which his life has been based upon. This is another reason as to why he keeps his nose clean. The last thing he needs is for over fifteen years of cold calculated work to be completely thrown to the wayside. It is his prerogative to excel as a knight worthy of status and praise, given the corrupted nature of the kingdom he doesn't have to be a goody too shoes, but to be banished would be worse than death on his behalf.
5. Destitution: Although he would never admit to such a thing, there is a deep seeded fear that he will someday be nothing more than a penniless street urchin once more, and given all of the work he has done to avoid such an association with his name, there are times where he breaks out into a cold sweat at the mere thought of being apart of the lower class again. He wants to amass enough of a fortune to help start that new kingdom to the south, but if he is nothing more than a poor and petty criminal he honestly believes that it will be something that he'd never be able to achieve. His first goal has always been to acquire a fortune, no matter how small.
6. Betrayal: Self-explanatory.

HISTORY:

Raised the son of a Elve couple inside of a small tannery on the outer limits of Drackenstein, specifically in the most violent area in the Glesien District, it was drilled into the mind of the youth that he was not the same as all the other people in his district, even at his young age. From what he knew, he had to allow his mother to glamour his face whenever he went out to play and whenever he found himself exploring the district itself. As a young hoodlum he would often get into trouble, hanging around some less than desirable youths that were similar to him. It was during one of these encounters that the youth found himself playing near the home of a very angry ex-member of the knights who went by the name of Arnov. This man was a master of using dispelling magic and when the youths would use their own spells to harass the male, he eventually found himself snapping. To the point in which he cast a rather powerful and wide spread dispelling charm that caused the group to scatter. Unfortunately for young Meteo, his glamour was dispelled and as he attempted to run home, members of a local gang noticed that he had features that no other humans had. Identified as an elve, he made it home and explained to his parents what happened. Despite only being seven years of age, he was completely and utterly scared for his life.

The moment that those so called "authorities" caught wind of his existence they turned a blind eye, allowing the gangs to form a mob that seemed to come in the dead of the night. Ready and armed to take out the elve scum that inhabited the realm itself. Due to the large amount of ruckus that the mob seemed to make, it was just enough to alert the father and mother to the situation at hand. They had hoped to flee by the morning, but it was clear to them both that their story was about to come to an end. When the purge against the elves began, Meteo had found himself being placed into a small opening that his father created to act like a panic room. It was located in the floor and was deep enough to mask the breathing of the young male, but had a few bars that he could use to climb out of the hole in the ground if the situation called for it. His mother told him to remain in the hole until the rays of the sun cascaded through the cracks in the ground. Nodding his head and obeying, he found himself cradling his body like a ball as he was lowered underground. With the floorboards covered all he could hear was a clashing of screaming, yelling and what seemed to be clashing metal. By the time that day broke, he found himself crawling out of the hole, wiping the tears from his eyes before his eyes wandered down. Widening a great deal. No matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find all the pieces to put his parents back together.

Years would pass, he found himself completely and utterly lost, but recalled the simple glamour that his mother used so that he could exist in the town still. Systematically did he wait, stalk, spending his time working with a man named Bass and a group of burglars who showed him the ropes in a different part of the district far away from where he was raised. Making sure he never slept indoors and confining himself to living in the stables behind their base, so that he could apply the glamour whenever he needed too. With hatred in his heart he attempted to make a name for himself in the criminal underworld even further after beating a notorious criminal in a gambling contest. He won a book that contained forbidden knowledge that resonated in his hands. Looking upon its pages the knowledge seemed to fill him to the brim, manifesting the disturbing imagery that existed within the furthest recesses of his corrupted mind. His mind becoming a weapon so unnaturally disturbing that he was able to use it however he desired. But due to lacking the practice required to use it as an effective weapon, he only used his personal magic sparingly. Returning to those whom he had gotten the book from and slaughtering them like freshly wild strokes of a paintbrush upon a blank canvas. He knew that this power was going to come in handy, and at just fourteen he returned to his portion of the district. To be reborn.

A lot of the problems in the district allowed him to spend year upon year systematically hunting down those involved directly in the destruction of his youth, until he finally had stained his hands with enough blood that he sought out the man who he blamed for all of his pain. That very same Arnov who happened to live in the same house. Breaking into the male's house he started to search around, looking for anything he could to use against the mage himself. Getting the jump on the nearly sixty year old veteran, he thought that he would have the advantage due to how strong his powers happened to be. But he was sorely mistaken. Every spell he tried to utilize backfired and he was considered to be sloppy and irrational. As if this older man was using his powers to educate Meteo opposed to outright destroying the youth. Soon he found himself at the mercy of the knight, but instead of having his head lopped off, he was offered the chance to perfect his craft. For the next few years he dedicated himself as being a helper to the aging man. Learning how to control his magic and how to utilize it in creative and inventive ways. Due to his ageing being slowed because of being an elve, he was able to use his glamour to assume a different look whenever he left the home of his new mentor. By the time that he grew in such a way that he was able to apply for squire-ship, he used his powers to kill his mentor in his sleep.

To this day it is unknown what compelled the male exactly to kill the man who both damned him and saved him, but many believe that it was a sadistic seed that lived inside of the male long before he came into the care of Arnov that sent him down the path. In truth, the only reason that he had killed the old man, was because slaughtering people was like second nature to him by this point. He felt nothing for the male, emotionally detached due to the hatred that he harbored in his heart. Arnov knew that he was going to eventually die, but had chosen to die at the hands of someone he figured would grow to embody the ideals that Arnov himself held in his own youth. A belief that power was always going to be there for the taking and if one wanted it they had to be willing to do absolutely anything to attain it. A lesson that seemed to come full circle with the death of the elder, whose will and teachings lived on through the brutal male who had not known love in ages. Inheriting the home through a will, he eventually utilized it as a means of compensating the male known as Bass, who would go on to be a big help in helping Meteo forge a new identity. Through this one contact he was able to get himself sent up into a different district. Joining as an apprentice to a merchant who often sold fine baked goods to those who had the money to afford such delicacies. It made for an easy living for a few years.

Eventually he had built up enough of a reputation to not be associated with the district in which he was raised, many knowing him as the young man who worked for the bakery, he went to get his squire-ship while his new life started to cement itself in this reality. He never felt genuine happiness during all this time, but he went forth and got himself accepted. Obtaining new clothing and also obtaining the rights to bear the insignia of the country that absolutely hated him despite not knowing him. He would cradle himself in his cloak and did whatever he could to not stand out too much. Jumping from mentor to mentor during his early years, learning the fundamentals of law. He did an excessive amount of work to make sure that he was being groomed to be your run of the mill grunt. Never doing enough to stand out and never doing enough to actually draw any legitimate attention to himself. His dedication to making sure that he did just enough to get by was something that he had to do in order to take the time to perfectly analyze those around him. To scout and look for weaknesses within the military itself. Despite knowing that the demons were a massive threat, he didn't exactly care about them or fighting them. After three years working as a squire for a rather brutal known known as Kenkrow, he knew it was time to move on. As far as he was concerned, the only thing that mattered now was to establish himself.

Now officially inducted into his squire-ship, he wants nothing more than to rise among the ranks of the army itself. His goals remain unclear, but he wants to prove that Elves are capable of anything that humans can do, even though he hates them for being weak and being destroyed at the hands of creatures that are arguably weaker than they should be. His disdain for humans runs deep down to the very blood in his veins, but like with all people he has his exceptions. As of a week before the current time he had just found himself losing his mentor during a trip outside of the gates of the walled nation, allowing himself the opportunity to use his knight's weakened state to murder the male in cold blood. Blaming it on brigands that had been seen coming up from the Badlands. Not sure how long he was going to be able to stay in the military force itself, he has started to make arrangements needed in the off chance that his current position as a squire doesn't work out. Prepared to flee the city if he absolutely has too. Until that time comes however, he knows that he wants nothing more than to branch out and make as many contacts as he possibly can. To set himself apart from the rabble that he used to mask his presence. Aware of the fact that things are not what they seem in the world and that there were no clear heroic or villainous personalities, he has decided to relish in the violence, the chaos, and the sorrow.

[attr="class","likedosub"]Magic

NAME: Arc of Embodiment
TYPE: Lost | Caster
PRIMARY OR SECONDARY: Primary
DESCRIPTION: The user is able to conjure anything be it static or autonomous, that they think about with their own minds. Allowing them to compress and form magical energy into different creatures, weapons, objects, and persons as he sees fit. He is able to utilize this magic upon himself as well once he learns more how to utilize the magic itself. The magic itself allows the user to compensate for most situations and their only limit being their imagination and the logic of the world around them. For example, they would not be able to create a creature out of nothingness that has contradictory properties. If it is a spell weak to fire spells it can not also absorb fire spells on impact and so on and so forth. So long as he has the magical power to create the "things" then he is able to create them. He can do just about anything he wishes with this magic so long as it has to do with creating things or applying some sort of alteration to himself. His most basic of spell that he is not known to use allows him to augment his facial features in such a way that no one has ever been able to tell that he himself is an elf.

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