LadyDovahkiin
Please call me Dovah~
His name was Tajun and he was the high king of the Mages. There are three factions of mages War, Elemental, and Healing. Each has their own king and queen. But those kings and queens look up to him, Tajun. As he was the one who gave them their abilities and whom everyone looked to as a father figure. It was a role he chose many many years before. It was a difficult job to be looked upon by so many, but he wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. However, a war was brewing with the humans and this worried him greatly. While his people were strong and he knew that even if they lost it wouldn't be the end of them... The darkness that came with it disturbed him greatly.
"Enough fretting, Tajun," the high king muttered to himself. Then he let out a breath and headed into the council room where his most trusted friends and advisers were waiting.
The king stood tall and well muscled. His skin was a nice bronze color from his many years of being outside as often as possible. Scars, of course, were scattered all over his body, the most severe were on his face. A burn scar that took almost all his face. Tajun has long black hair he normally keeps in a simple warrior braid and his eyes are a stormy blue that held wisdom and memory.
"Enough fretting, Tajun," the high king muttered to himself. Then he let out a breath and headed into the council room where his most trusted friends and advisers were waiting.
The king stood tall and well muscled. His skin was a nice bronze color from his many years of being outside as often as possible. Scars, of course, were scattered all over his body, the most severe were on his face. A burn scar that took almost all his face. Tajun has long black hair he normally keeps in a simple warrior braid and his eyes are a stormy blue that held wisdom and memory.