Feltrand Ravensun

Character name: Feltrand Ravensun
Alias: Felly
Gender: Male
Age: 169
Race: Sin'dorei
Class: Magister/Chronomancer, former Battle Mage

Birth region: Quel'thalas
Specific area/town: Westernmost area of Silvermoon (now ruins)
Family: Siyara Ravensun (common father), Silas Shadowsun (or Silasar Ravensun, brother of Fel's father)
Known friends or enemies:
-Friends: Draugien[Warr], Vallorna[Merc], Dareil[InnLock], Celice[Priest].
-Unknown: Tandoriel[huntress], Siyara Ravensun, Uriel[DemonSlayer]
-Enemies: Senariul Tenderheart

Description:
A tall, sleek and as it seems once musculared elf, now slightly letten go, tho still sleek. Blonde hair, always wears two blue beads in his left hair that fall in front of ear down over to chest. Always strapped hair to a ponytail. Sports a tiny goatee.
When approached closely smells of color reagents and ashes, apart from Pine and Silky scent perfume.

Personality:
Tends to be flirty with ladies, quick to blush. Artistical on many ways, his look on past and future are unique and uncommon for Sin'dorei. Tho forced to speak Thalassian, he'll quickly switch to orcish if possible to. Smiles a lot, sometimes it can get creepy by the ammount he smiles, tho it is never ment in any way of wrongdoing. Usually deceptionally cold, can become ill tempered and hotheadedly jumps into action if the enemy starts shooting first.
His favourite color is blue.
History:
((needs to be pulled out of TRP2))
Things you may not know about this character:
While he was under guardian Silasar Ravensun, or Silas Shadowsun, he worked on paperwork in magesterium, to learn as much as possible about people living in city. Secretly tho he was there to help externally the comunity of thieves and merceneries, who rulled Murder Row street. The Murder Row Cartel.
Later, leaves his guardian and joins army institution (Crimson Imperium), to get forgotten by Silvermoon a bit and achieves rank of Loremaster- tends to books and spell fortifications.
Begins an intriguing crafting with Necromancy. Pays for the starting prize of its knowledge by destroying part of his soul nder remaining ziggurat towers, to gain two crystal shards from them. Returns and starts campaign to enter high sits of Silvermoon. Seeign the Council was rotten, leaves the idea.
Leaves to be preponderant in College of Revenants.
Tinkers with Combining Arcane and Fel magic into one, almsot looses his entire left arm. It is now thus covered in illusion spell.
Sees secrets of Nathaira Meadows and the College as he tries to tinker around with fel magic. Achieves summoning his own Imp. Leaves the College, unhindered, tho under spell of silence by which he will never be able to say anymore that he hates pea soup and... [blackout].
Returns year later again to try enter council, as the rotten body disolved. Attends chair, pulled into pandaria by group of Timewalkers and two companions. Almost dies due the treason from Timewalkers.
Burries his guardian and uncle, at secret place in Eversong.
Returns to council chair. Begins the process of turning people's minds and hopefully start better future for Silvermoon and more united Horde.