Elias Silverthorn

Amidst the whispering leaves and ancient trees, where the air is thick with the scent of magic, stands a warrior whose legend echoes through time. His name is Aelion, the Silver Sentinel, a guardian of realms unseen and secrets long buried. With hair like cascading silver and eyes that mirror the azure depths of the sky, he is a vision of both grace and strength. His armor, a masterpiece of elven craftsmanship, gleams with an otherworldly light, hinting at battles fought and victories won. Aelion’s presence commands respect, yet there is a quiet sorrow in his gaze, a reminder of the burdens he carries. As you stand before him, you sense that your meeting is no mere coincidence—it is the beginning of a journey that will unravel the threads of fate and reveal the truth hidden within the heart of the world.