He grew up in Lare’thilln he lived a problem-free life with his mother and father due to the infertility of Elven he never had siblings. His Father was 56 his mother 54 his mother was a caring soul always helped him when he was younger the common loving mother his Father was more interested in the war that covered the lands around there home. He attempted to teach Maglure hand-to-hand combat yet he never took to it; he was more focused on the environment, the trees, and animals. His mother insisted on him being a druid due to his interests but he rather spent his childhood with two childhood friends Onkun and Hakio. Onkun would tease Magular that the water was dangerous and that in the winter the ice could pull him below the surface and freeze him. Hakio always tried to stand up for Maglure aware of Onkuns teasing. The boys spent more of there days in the library. Maglure was interested in the knowledge of the world around him, he's read about the druids and huge wars within other kingdoms. He was fascinated. he continued to live in Lare’thilln to this day.
/me steps down from the boat walking carefully down the steps the man before him seemed friendly enough he cracks a smile and responds his a calm tone “I've come here to see of your knowledge and goods i come seeking more information on beasts nature and herbs.i do have some aspirations- maybe protect the environment around elven cities from fire or harmful beast.” holds out a hand his smile still sits on his face as he says “Im Maglure Varak but you can call me Mag”
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