Hello I’m isen introducing this cool-not-cool character using lee soo hyuk for the inspo. The character’s name is haneul (Knight Commander of the Amber Knights). he’s a 287 year old cis male elf of the warrior class.
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He was a young elf, short of reaching his first century of life, when the world suffered through corruption of the spirit. But the vibrancy of youth combined with his own unyielding personality pushed him forth in the struggle of survival. Brazen and hopeful, he rushed to fight in the war. And for a time Haneul did push back despair with the sense of accomplishment small victories provided. They kept the possibility of success alive as did his faith in his companions.
Yet war is a cruel dark pit nobody leaves unscathed. The prick of darkness that slowly reached the heart of every creature, for Haneul, came with a poison that did not fade even as hope was revived in the form of saint Livya. When all screamed victory to the skies, Haneul too screamed it yet recognized in himself an echo of doubt. Had he, in his youth, suffered a blow easily weathered by a maturity he did not yet possess? Whether it was arrogance or wisdom that cast the feeling aside, it did not matter. The result was the same, for that echo would weather the passing of time and cause him to grow impatient and abrasive. The more he avoids it the more it grows stronger until Hanul must be forced to face it.
After the war, Haneul seamlessly transitioned into the Amber Knights. His spirit was still full of a purpose that lay more with the discipline and duty expected in the Amber Knights than in a sedentary life of family. His brethren either settled into human civilization or sought distance somewhere in nature. Haneul could have sought relaxation and luxury under a benefactor, as a friend suggested. He could have followed the pretty eyes of one of his kin whom he knew he could have loved had he followed her away into the forest. Yet somehow neither felt enough nor earned.
The sense that his job as a soldier was not done plagued him and drove him, until he carried the title of Commander and still it did not feel right. After all, nepotism had come to mar the knighthood. One could find a commoner with more chivalry than a knighted noble, Haneul mused and seethed from the thought.
One might confuse Haneul’s frustrations with disgust at human civilization and their greed. Yet he did fall in love with one of them, and after old age took them, Haneul bought their old house and has lived there since. However, marriage is something he decided he would never participate in, though he sees successful examples of companionship and does wish for it at times.
His frustrations stem from past scars and his present inability to create change. After all, his loyalty is not to humanity, the knighthood or even his own race, but to the balance of the world. A balance he once saw broken. Now with saint Livya’s slumber his worries grow and the echoes from the past grow louder. And with them, his yearning for simple comforts and other warmths to help ease his mind.
