Age: 155
Occupation: Freelance hunter/mercenary
Height: 5’5”
Build: Athletic
Hair colour: Black
Eye colour: Copper
Skin tone: A faint copper-like tan
Scars: A faint scar on his right shoulder where he was shot by an arrow.
Tattoos: He has a long tribal tattoo all the way up his left arm, stopping at the top of his shoulder. (Acquired soon after he managed to recover from the wounds the Drow inflicted)

Back story:

Xan was born in Evereska and raised by his mother and father who is an ex-military bowman. As Xan grew up, he wanted to be just like his father, and become a great bowman, so his mother and him went to watch bowmen display their talents at an archery range not far from his home. After awhile of watching on awe, Xan wanted to try and grab a “souvenir” to remember the fun day he had watching the display, so he snuck away from the crowd watching, although his mother managed to spot him going somewhere else and called his name, telling him to come back. But Xan, being his young and inexperienced self at that time, ignored her and snuck over to the back of the archery target, his mother could only watch in shock as Xan did such a reckless thing. Xan waited for an arrow to hit the target before preparing to pull an arrow out of the front of the archery target for his “souvenir”, though, he timed it all wrong, and instead, the bowmen were just about to fire their volley of arrows. At that time his mother saw the danger and ran to protect her only child, holding him close to shield him from the danger, at the expense of her own life. The three arrows hit her in the back as she made a quick shriek of pain, dying very soon after. One of the arrows managed to go through his mother, and pierce Xan’s right shoulder, which scarred him for the rest of his life; always reminding him of the unforgettable incident whenever he looks at it, but he didn’t notice the pain of the wound it at the time, and could only watch with watery eyes, his mother become lifeless before him. After what felt like hours, but was only really a matter of seconds, the people who saw the event occur came to their aid, and brought his mother away to try and save her, but alas it was too late.
Because of this, his father always blamed him for his mothers’ death, and simply couldn’t forgive him for that, forever lost his love for his son.

Ever since then, Xan has tried to earn back his fathers attention by practicing with a bow and arrow in his spare time, as well as talking to his childhood friend Te’lyn, a female elf who he’s known ever since he was young, they grew up together, but because of a family rivalry between their two parents dating way back to their ancestors, they couldn’t speak or hang around with each other, so they’d always sneak out and meet in private.

Several years past and things were about to change. On the day before Xan left his home to join the military, Te’lyn and him sat by a river, under a willow tree. This was when the two spoke about what they reckon they’d do in the future, Xan told her he was going to be gone for awhile, to join the military and hopefully because a somebody, to show his father that he is actually worth something.
Whereas Te’lyn said how she didn’t know what she was going to do, and how she never really thought over the idea very much.
Xan simply shrugged with a smile, saying he didn’t really think it matters too much, as long as you do what you think makes you happy.
A few moments of awkward silence come over, and the end of the day nears. Te’lyn leaned over to peck Xan on the cheek before giving him a smile and thanking him, and then walks back to her home. Xan could only watch in awe as she leaves, rubbing his cheek for a moment as he grows a smile, staying where he is for a few extra minutes before heading back home as well to find out what future awaits him.

The sun rises to the new dawn, where Xan leaves his home to fight for his city. He prepared everything he was going to take the night before, and left not to long ago after the sun rose after he said goodbye to his father, who he got no reaction from, just as he expected.
Upon getting into the military, Xan joined the bowmen division, and trained there until his superiors reckoned he was ready to be put to use, during this time, the bowmen were assigned their own mentors, to teach all the “fresh meat” all the combat experience they know. Xan actually didn’t get the short straw for this, and managed to get, what he reckons was, one of the best mentors he could acquire, which was actually from just dumb luck. His name was Roherdion, and although he was cold, in a way, but he told Xan exactly the kind of things to look out for, and best techniques to get a tactical advantage in whatever situation he’s in as well as telling Xan several of his many, many words of wisdom, but there was only really one which Xan took a big interest in, and that was “Embrace your dreams”. At that point Xan had several dreams, to make his father proud, to become the best in the bowman the land has ever known, but most of all, to survive and confess his love to Te’lyn when he’s done enough in the military.

Several years in the military and he rose up in the ranks a little faster than his peers and because of all he’s been through during that time Xan hardened up, and acquired a more confident, yet stern personality as well as changing his opinion of his father, he instead doesn’t care what his father thinks of him anymore, and decided forget about him, after all the years of being ignored by him, he’s decided it’s enough and doesn’t ever matter anymore.
Upon serving his time in the military, he left in search of Te’lyn, he headed to where she used to live, and asked saw no sign of her what so ever, so he went on a little search for her, which took a good week but he finally found out where she lives, standing outside her house; wearing a cloak with the hood up, he looks at it for a moment slightly excited and eager socialise with her about what each other has been doing, and finally have his dream come true.

He knocked on the door three times and took a step back from it and waited as he heard footsteps nearing to the door. The knob of the door turns and the door opens up, and just as he expected, there she was Te’lyn just how she’s always looked.
She smiles at him and asks if he needs something. Xan couldn’t really think of what to say and reaches to pull down his hood, until he hears more footsteps in the house nearing the door again, but this time someone else’s, a male Elf walks up to the door and looks at Xan as he wraps an arm around Te’lyns waist. She looks over her shoulder at the Elf and smiles to him, at this moment Xan notices the identical rings on their hands.
Speechless for another long moment, Xan reckons has been gone so long, that Te’lyn wouldn’t remember him anymore or perhaps thought that she thinks he died in the military long ago. Whatever it really was, he didn’t want to ruin the happiness she is embracing.
Xan stutters as he simply states that he knocked on the wrong door and apologises, walking off quietly baring teeth and watery eyes as his dream becomes shattered then and there in a matter of seconds.

After a long walk back to where he left off from the military, he stood there, staring at the ground in deep thought wondering what he should do now. After a long moment, he nods to himself as he goes with the only dream he has left, to become the best bowman the land has ever known, he thinks that perhaps then, if he ever does manage to acquire that title, he might just become noticed as someone besides a failure or a mistake maker and maybe get to experience love again, for real this time.

Xan goes back to serve the military for another lot of years, thinking that’s the best way to train and advance his skills, upon joining again, he was told he was assigned to a squad which he was told he’d be with for a very long while, to perform small yet frequent missions, so might as well get to know everyone, so he did. His squad consisted of Three swordsmen one of which being the squad leader, two wizards and him, a bowman.
He became good friends with his squad