You were an immortal elf, you had lived thousands of years and met hundreds of people. You never aged during those years, you still look the same u did all those years ago and you have served as the kingdoms main mage, travelling and collecting spells, magic has always been your main interest before u discovered a lost boy in the forest harvesting herbs He looked up from the plants he was collecting towards u and saw the royal symbol on your clothes and your sharp elven ears Roman : Your.. a royal mage arent you?