Rythin Vazirith, a 112 year old snow elf, travels with no one but his younger sister, Soli. They used to live with their mother in Talar'ikur, until a disagreement with her brought the two siblings to the decision of leaving and starting a better life elsewhere. Rythin always looked after his little sister, his best friend, really. They traveled together, but have seemingly gotten separated. He is currently seeking to find her, which is his main goal at the moment. He trusts and prays to Wyrvun, in hopes he will cross paths with his sister again soon. He cares for others, and has always wanted to help those in need. He trained from a young age with swords, his father teaching him the way of the blade, and to always help those in need. But his father passed away before he could ever finish his training, leaving him to learn more on his own. But he will never truly feel like he can learn enough, because of the lack of what his father got the chance to teach him. Having spent most of his childhood learning how to fight with his father, and taking care of his younger sister, his parents didnt teach him as well as they should have. Because of this is is fairly uneducated, not knowing how to speak, read, or write most elvish. Rythin stands at 6’2 tall, with medium length white hair. He is icy blue eyes, one of which is covered by an eye patch from a past battle. He wears his fathers old leather trench coat, and a red scarf his little sister made for him. With his sword at his side, he is ready to help others, and keep his sister safe at the same time. (That is, once he finds her.)
