Name: Daleron of Derinae
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Realm of Origin: Magic Realm
Appearance: At 6ft 3in tall, Daleron is a tank of a man. His skin is tan from days spent in the sun, and he keeps his long dark brown hair tied back. With broad shoulders, he sports a beige cloth tunic underneath leather weapon holsters on his chest. Two knife holsters strap to his legs. He also wears armored cloth pants, adorned with lion fur. He will either go barefoot, or with sandals. His favorite? His wife made a pair of sandals from their village's sacred tree. He feels as light as a feather on them.
Powers/Abilities: Daleron is a trained Ystano, a skilled ranger raised from the young men and women of Derinae. Daleron chose to study investigation techniques and tracking, both animals and man. He is one of the most skilled archers in the village, and a force to be reckoned with in close quarters combat. A keen eye helps his aim stay true, and a sharp mind remains his greatest weapon. His magic knowledge remains extremely limited, but he is interested in stealth magic.
History: Born and raised a countryman, Daleron was the pride of his village. Born into relative wealth, Daleron's education from young focused on defending his village. Born to hermit parents, who abandoned him as an infant, he was put into the care of Brother Feronea, a monk at the village monastery. By 8, he'd begun his ranger training. At 15, Daleron was inducted into the Ystano, an elite group dedicated to rooting out evil, and allowing right to prevail. By 20, he had led several successful attacks and ambushes. His wife, Narena, and his son, Manoo, were his world. Then, the event happened. He found himself in a strange land, and everyone he knew was gone. He needed to find out why,