Name: Zhoralel
Nickname: Wonderer, old man, Golden eyes
Looks: tattered white bushy hair and a beard to hide his face. Zhoralel finds himself clothed in tattered robes, bleached from the sun and covered in the mud of various lands caked to his boots and edges of his clothes. Though under it all his eyes tell thousands of stories so to do the scars along his face. He had been around far too long though none know just how long it has been.
Personality: a kind man, always smiling and cheerful. Encourages the growth of others around him.
Brief history: no one knows when he arrived in their world, only that he has wondered it endlessly. Some have told stories about him very few have seen his work in action though. Wondering through battlefields and wars deterring anyone from fighting. But his time with people show the lighter side of his person. He can’t help but be that person to help anyone and everyone that needs it.
Nickname: Wonderer, old man, Golden eyes
Looks: tattered white bushy hair and a beard to hide his face. Zhoralel finds himself clothed in tattered robes, bleached from the sun and covered in the mud of various lands caked to his boots and edges of his clothes. Though under it all his eyes tell thousands of stories so to do the scars along his face. He had been around far too long though none know just how long it has been.
Personality: a kind man, always smiling and cheerful. Encourages the growth of others around him.
Brief history: no one knows when he arrived in their world, only that he has wondered it endlessly. Some have told stories about him very few have seen his work in action though. Wondering through battlefields and wars deterring anyone from fighting. But his time with people show the lighter side of his person. He can’t help but be that person to help anyone and everyone that needs it.
