My name is Mordan, i am a Dark elf Born in a city name Magaralin, a city That was built by our ancestors in the Era Of The Magaralin. My parents were amazing peoples, my father Elacan was a Hunter and my mother Inagella was a saleswoman she was working at a weapon shop. after I was twenty y.o. my father started teaching me how to shoot from a bow and swordsmanship. after forty-two years I mastered swordsmanship and shooting from the bow and then I did go to the world. After ten years when I traveled through the world meeting new peoples and friends one of these friends was dwarf, he was drunk all the time but he was funny and everyone liked him. I got to know that my mother died because of some kind of disease. So I did go back to Magaralin and I got to know that we were in the war. I and my father joined the army and I became a soldier. My father died in the war. and After the war, I was sad and angry but after a long thirty years I was again at someways fine, I didn't forget what happened, but I learned how to live with it. Now I am going through the World trying to stay alive. I found this dog I name it shadow he is a good dog and when something isn't right he knows about i. But my life wasn't that bad, and when I remember, what happened to my family. And about the war, I try to think about the stories, the elderly always read to us. stories about Veluluai and how she got cursed by a god in the Asui Jungle.
Mordan looked in the gentleman’s eyes *shakes his hand* and start talking. ”Good day, sir. I am here in this amazing city to start a new life. You see, my family is dead, so I decided to travel through the world and find some peaceful place to live an amazing life. But it seems that I have somewhere to be in a moment, so I prey you a good day Sir, and goodbye.” Then Mordan goes deep inside the city.

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