I am Bebeodan. I was given this name because I am a born ruler. I am at the age of 5.3 or 16 according to the years of man. My nickname is "the Humble" because I have been raised as a selfless young man, and I was always told that generosity is appreciated.
I am a Half-elf because my mother was born as a Easterner, and my father was a full-blooded Dark Elf.
I stand at 9 feet tall with an over-conditioned acrobatic body. I was born with rainbow colored hair, thanks to my innate magical prowess, and power to cast spells. I have very large pink eyes. My turquoise skin and my laidback warrior appearance is what displays me a s a unique person. I have a tail.
I see myself as a man who follows rogues, barbarians, and skilled warlocks. I want to achieve total mastery over my mind and soul by first starting a trade in selling magick-related items or by practising my latent/dormant psychic gifts that everyone has, such as telekinesis and astral projection. I generally view alliances as beneficial under the correct circumstances, and otherwise uncomfortable or jeopardising.
I intend to grow my potency up to the level of Merlin the great Sorcerer, in order to become the next Ruler of Kings. It should be known that I have been lifting weights since I was two years old in Half-elf years, and that I recently discovered how to double-jump and run 1000 meters in 40 seconds. Thus, I now start this path towards absolute omnipotence, and domination of all physical subjects and topics in general.
I am an undone unknown. Although I am known as Bebeodan the Humble, I am really Bebeodan the Cheat and thus deserving of my own demise.