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Lindir the Wizard

Lindir is a tall elegant elf standing at 2.2 meters, carrying himself as those of high birth with a cold, sharp stare and a calculated gaze. He has a lean yet well-crafted figure, elegant but frail. His hair is bright, golden blonde reaching down just past the middle of his back. His eyes are blue as the sky and one can see from just a glance that he is eager to learn always assessing the situation and calculating everything in the tiniest detail. His skin and complexion is rather pale and fair and he wears an extravagant white robe with gold, red and blue details. Lindir is a proud, intellectual individual who aspires to learn everything there is about the world but most of all, to learn and master the art of magic. He seeks to build a place of learning where he may gather like-minded individuals in hopes of one day rule as their leader and become a sage of all knowledge.
However this cant be achieved without experienceHe needs to find means to learn the magical arts and never rest in his search for knowledge. Find allies and search for people that can join his cause to create this place he wants to build. But for now he needs to learn what it means to wield magic and to find something or someone that can help him to learn its craft. He seeks allies through usefulness and out of necessity and cares little for making close friends.

This is mostly due to the tragedy that was the death of his mother the fire that burned his childhood home to the ground. He has thus closed his heart to the likes of friendship and love as he is afraid that he will lose the ones he cares about. This has also cause him to mostly lock himself away and shut everything else out as he digs through tomes and books of history, magic and all matter of subjects. In short he is bit of a recluse and only seeks social interaction if its needed.

Wizard Lindir

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Lindir was walking through the town square as he gazed around at the things going on in the town. Eager to leave the loud noise of the people around him he saw refuge in the library where he would grab himself a book. However he would notice that someone was on his tailA woman of elven birth much like himselfTall, gracefull with snow white hair, icy blue eyes and a curvy figure. As he sat down by one of the tables and open his book Lindir kept his concentration on her in the corner of his eye. She simply stood watching and after some time Lindir would speak up. I do not appreciate being followed He said without looking up from his book. Your eyes are sharpI like that The female replied as she walked up to the table and sat down opposite of him. State your name and why you have followed meAnd make it quick Lindir replied, not seemingly trusting her at the moment. The female elf simply smiled and said. My name is AnchantelleAnd as you wishI will get straight to the pointI see you for what you areYour eyes are a dead give-awayYou seek to learn magicI can help you with this. Lindir will at this point close his book and look towards her. Very well, my ladyIm listening

And so they would talk about how she could help Lindir with his goals in return that he once his ambitions came to fruition to stay a close ally to Anchantelle and when the time comes to return her favour he would do so without question. After their conversation Lindir had a good impression of who she was and that she would indeed be able to help him. With him under her wing it would give him the opportunities he was looking for and she would be a greatly valuable benefactor for his future academy. Lindir belives that perhaps when he is given the title of Archmage and Ruler of Kings she would be in a great position to be his ally. Lindir just hopes that her help will be usefull enough to get him there and not become a burden.