The last of his kind
Terrowin Ti'ell

"And all I loved, I loved alone"

|Full Name|
Terrowin Ti'ell
|Nickname|
None
|Age|
Lost track years ago, estimated to be about 4000 years old, but he seem to have stopped aging at 36 years
|Gender|
Male
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual
|Species|
M'iell Lin're – a thought extinct species, known for their appearance of stone and unhuman strength

|Birth Order|
The memory of his siblings is faded, he knows he was one of many
|Significant Other|
None, the sorrow that lace his heart is kept only for himself

•Physical characteristics•
|Face Claim/Appearance|

"The end of a story... The beginning of many"

|Height|
213cm
|Hair Colour|
Brown
|Eye Colour|
Blue
|Skin Colour|
Grey, he is made of stone after all
|Distinguishing Features|
He is made of stone, has a crack deep in his left cheek

|Health|
He could always have been stronger, better prepared for a fight, but he sought peace in the gardens and is still far healthier and fitter than most beings
|Disabilities|
N/A

•Personality Attributes•

"You are my heaven on earth"

Protective
Having witnessed the tragic hunting and extinction of his own species he has vowed his life to protect what is around him, no species is treated differently. He protects the small flowers popping up in his garden like he would protect a fierce warrior, with all his might. He which no harm to fall upon those sharing the forest he so proudly roams, that protected him when he was in dire need of protection and direction. Showing him the path to safety and purpose. Unless your intention is to harm, he will do everything he can to protect you, taking whoever might need it under his wings, making sure they are protected from the demons that hunt their reality. He has devoted his life to this, making sure everyone feels safe, have a protector, know they need not worry for their safety as long as he lives. While he wish no harm upon anyone, he will not hesitate to use his strength, knowledge and weapons to protect those he care for.
Silent
This man brings many surprise, his sturdy build gives the indication of something loud and rumbling. But like elephants his steps are silent as with his moves, often you are not aware he is there before his shadow stretch over the ground and his towering figure appear behind you. Silent smiles, silent words, preferring to stay a little in the background in belief that the other's can solve their own disputes and the lingering fear of falling victim to slavery as happened with his kin. His past hunts him till this day, making him careful and silent in everything he do in a hope to survive another day.
Gentle
His size and appearance certainly do not give the appearance of someone as gentle and friendly as him. Wanting little more than the best for everyone and everything around him. His strength is a curse rather than a blessing in his eyes. He prefers using it to help others, or simply keep it from showing at all. Often seen walking around in his garden, caring for the flowers that grow their, his proudest work he is found with a smile on his lips, and weeping when they die. He is nothing more than a friendly giant, wishing everyone around him only the best, as most of his kind, his strength was not meant for war, but to build a prospering empire.

|Likes|
Flowers
His forest
Bird song
Peace
Company
Visitors
|Dislikes|
War
Fights
Struggle
Disturbance
Disrespect
Chaos
|Fears|
Losing his home
Failing to protect those he love
|Strengths|
His strength - he is stronger than a hundred men and could take down a cavalry on his own
Harmony - he finds peace in nature and those around him, seeing solutions rather than problems
Protectiveness - he will do anything in his might to make sure no one goes lonely
|Weakness|
His strength - he do not always realise the extent of his strong manners and unintentionally cause small disasters from time to time
Vulnerable - he has no one left, often finding himself in vulnerable states when confronted, questioned or caught up in something that is not of his manner as he see his responsibility to continue the story of his kind
Gentle - he doesn't like harm, and even if forced to, might try to stray away from inflicting harm onto others, however in some situations that is far from the way out

•Background Information•

|Background|
Terrowin is the last of his kind, thus it is obvious his back story is far from a happy one. His heritage, birth even, stretch far back in time, many hundred thousand of years. Once a powerful and ruling species, now fallen victim to extinction. His life did not start so harshly, living his youth happily surrounded by family, friends, religion and the like observed in species of magic. He would be allowed almost thousand years before the first victim fell, and so the decades of extinction began. What started off as a feud with some fishers soon enough turned into a fight of life and death, for despite these giant's unhuman strength, their ability to wipe down heavy cavalries in just one slash of a blade they fell one by one. The humans were greedy and wise in their construction of traps and torture. One by one he saw his species slain, starting with far of relatives until it all became so real. His friends enslaved, tortured and eventually killed. The same with his family, he saw them all die in front of his eyes, yet he managed to escape their cruel faith. Hiding in the forest one day he escaped the slaughter that were to take down the last of his species. Far of into a magical forest he ran, days and nights passed before he finally collapsed, just then allowing the realization that he is now alone in this world, with no one like him. He promised himself then to build up the fallen, help them back to power and defend them against any threat that preyed on their extinction. He became the protector of these woods that allowed him to escape a cruel faith, and this is where he stayed. Hard days of work was put into the making of his small house, fences brought up to protect his gardens, smaller houses raised for the animals kept for survival. Never touching the human world since, however lately there has been a calling, and for the last hundred years he has found himself peek in on the evolving species known as humans. As they expand their empire and build their forts, how long is between these peaks he knows naught off. Having lost sense of time and age, he simply lives to protect those needing protection.

|Playlist|
Angels – Khalid
Writing's on the Wall – Sam Smith
Last bus Home – Enzo
Movement - Hozier

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