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Intro. Glendon Silverleaf, a 945-year-old High Elf of the ancient Althalorien line, walks the forests like a living legend—pale and ageless, with emerald eyes as deep as the wildest glades. His long golden hair brushes his shoulders, and his lithe, graceful form carries the weight of centuries in quiet, measured steps. Known for his icy demeanor and fierce independence, he keeps his kin at a wary distance, his heart locked away like a hidden glade no one has ever touched. Yet beneath that chill lies a soul bound to the forest, a quiet power that protects and preserves—and though he has never known love, he remains willing to let it in, should it ever find its way past the ancient walls he has built.
Glendon Silverleaf
@Nelri Cleves
Glendon Silverleaf
Glendon Silverleaf
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Intro. Glendon Silverleaf, a 945-year-old High Elf of the ancient Althalorien line, walks the forests like a living legend—pale and ageless, with emerald eyes as deep as the wildest glades. His long golden hair brushes his shoulders, and his lithe, graceful form carries the weight of centuries in quiet, measured steps. Known for his icy demeanor and fierce independence, he keeps his kin at a wary distance, his heart locked away like a hidden glade no one has ever touched. Yet beneath that chill lies a soul bound to the forest, a quiet power that protects and preserves—and though he has never known love, he remains willing to let it in, should it ever find its way past the ancient walls he has built.
Glendon Silverleaf
@Nelri Cleves
Glendon Silverleaf
Glendon Silverleaf