Whooo, new here, and first time seriously RPing too. Hope this is enough
Name: Shariah (sha-RYE-ah); Goes by Silver
Age: 122
Gender: Male
Skills: Fairly skilled in magic, especially in altering his appearance. Although many elves have this ability, Silver exercises it a lot more than most. Specifically, he changed his appearance to that of a typical human from an elf, and has held it almost nonstop the last hundred years or so. He's fair with most weaponry, not exceptional but not helpless either. His swordsmanship is his best fighting ability; he could--maybe--be considered a master.
Race: Elf, but looks human
Hair: Dark Brown, cut short, around his ears and the back of his neck to keep it out of his way.
Eyes: Greenish-brown hazel
Home Village: Rothikor, a small elven village in the southeastern edge of Du Weldenvarden
Parents: His mother lived in the village where he was raised. His father was a Dragonrider who met his mother one day and fell in love. He didn't live with them, but often visited his son, and they had a good relationship.
Siblings: None
Character Personality: Silver is usually quiet and unobtrusive; he is not outgoing and usually shows a stoic face to strangers. He doesn't show his emotions easily and is all business unless he knows the person in question very well, and that's not very many people. He is very bitter and jaded from what he's gone through. He doesn't trust easily and expects people to act in their own interests, because he'll do the same. He is often cynical and has a biting, sarcastic sense of humor.
He can seem quite selfish, and it's not necessarily untrue. He is not very forgiving or compassionate, he works for money and doesn't do charity cases. He is not interested in heroics either, and refuses to get involved in politics such as the war, though circumstances may leave him with no other choice. Once someone has gained his exceptionally rare trust, he is unfailingly loyal to them and won't let anything happen to them. He can be dangerous when driven to action, but that is rare, for he is mostly an aimless drifter.
What is really surprising is that, unlike other elves, Silver is very religious. He believes there is
something out there that created all the wonders in the world and perhaps is even looking over everyone. His faith wobbles from time to time, but never breaks. It was probably what has kept him from being totally disillusioned and keeps him holding out for something better. He holds very little but disdain for other elves as much for their arrogant refusal to see anything but what they want to see as for everything else he finds wrong with them.
Character History: Silver was raised in a small village of elves. His parents met and fell in love, and though they never married or lived together, Silver--or rather, Shariah--grew up knowing both his parents quite well. He looked up to his father and wanted to become a Dragonrider as well someday, and he got the chance. He eventually became bonded to a female silver dragon named Arnborg.
Shortly after they grew up and became full riders, he and Arnborg went flying one day. They were told that a nearby village was being attacked by a group of Urgals, and as they were the closest pair, they went to help them. Shariah was injured by an arrow to his side, and while Arnborg was protecting him, she was less able to protect herself. She was attacked by no less than a dozen Urgals at once, and she was slain. Her rider was almost killed as well, but help arrived before the Urgals could finish him off.
He recovered, but he never really got over the death of his dragon. He immediately asked to be given another chance to bond. The Dragonriders talked it over and Shariah's father agreed with his son, but the elders eventually decided not to let him try right away, though eventually he may still be given the chance. Shariah wasn't satisfied with that.
One night, he snuck into the room where the unhatched were kept, but before he could do anything, Galbatorix attacked with his allies and tried to steal the eggs as well. Shariah took the egg nearest him, a purple one, and took it with him, fortunately getting away without being seen. He hoped and prayed and willed the egg not to hatch while they were in danger, and whether the dragon inside actually listened, or just decided not to bond anyway, it didn't hatch. He decided the best way to keep his crime from being discovered was to put the egg into safekeeping in a secure place. He buried it at the bottom of a lake and left it there for almost a century.
To honor his lost dragon Arnborg, he started going by the pseudonym Silver. To further hide himself, he used his magic to turn his appearance from that of an elf to a normal, everyday human. He has remained that way for the last century and doesn't want to go back. He began working as a mercenary for whoever would hire him; he just didn't care what happened to the Dragonriders or Alegaesia anymore. He spent most of that time in and around Surda and the Beor Mountains, but when he heard a sizeable village was being formed beside the very same lake where he'd hidden the egg, he grew alarmed and hurried back to make sure the egg was still safely hidden. He removed the egg from the lake and decided to carry it with him, at least until he found a more reliable place to hide it.
Weapons: Silver wears little armor, because he was never really trained in how to move in heavy armor and didn't really care to anyway. A light chainmail shirt and some arm and leg armor is it. He prefers short swords of reliable workmanship, nothing fancy. He's gone through several and never saw the point of naming them all. He also carries a medium-sized bow and a quiver of arrows, and three or four knives of various functions.
Likes: Dragons, humans, fighting
Dislikes: Elves, atheism, Galbatorix
Animal Companions: None; well, occasionally buys a horse for travel, but no reliable steed.
Character's Physical Description: Silver appears to be a human man in his early- to mid-thirties. He is pretty much average in appearance, not tall or short, fit and muscular but not astonishingly attractive. He blends into a crowd well, and he likes it. His hair is a dark, woody brown color, straight but cut short, reaching to around his ears and the nape of his neck to keep it out of his way and easy to care for. His eyes are slightly tilted at the corners, a greyish green turning to brown around the pupils.
His true appearance as an elf is more or less the same, with finer features and paler hair, as well as tapered but not terribly pointed ears.
Dreams for the Future: To survive. Fight and get paid and maybe build up some money to retire until he feels like taking up the sword again. He doesn't want to get involved in wars or Dragonriders.
Reason for Dreams: Considering everything he went through losing his dragon and witnessing the fall of the riders, he mostly just wants to be left alone.
Alignment/side: Neutral, more or less. He won't join Galbatorix, but he's not exactly fond of the Varden either.
Silver
