Name:Adan(Ah-Dahn) Xxalla.(Zah-Lah)

Age: 19

Role: A Young Elf who was adopted by the Goblin's and Troll King. Is the only heir to the throne in the Batari Kingdom, Within the Trolls and Goblin Territory.

Bio:Adan's Goblin mother known as the queen is always worried for her sons safety, though he shows great potential in his powers yet to be fully discovered she doesn't want him to push himself. His father, the Troll KING is always excited and supportive whenever his son shows any sign of elemental energy. Adan loves to practice,Improve, combat, meditating, always trying to show improvement for his royal family. He wants to prove he can be a great and powerful king someday, and wants nothing more than to protect his family. The Goblins and Trolls.

Personality: Adan loves to impress His mother and father. The king and Queen of Batari could not ask for a better son. He's kind, loving, forgiving, protective and strong. He tries to be the perfect son, especially in this time of war! Aganist his families wishes he does venture out of the city walls and loves to scout to see whats beyond his kingdom.Though if the Queen, his mother ever found out she would probably have a heart attack due to how dangerous it is for a boy roaming alone. He loves to be rebellious when he's not training or learning out to become the next king.

"Oi~! Mom noooo..." Ruvyn whined as his mother lightly smacked his shoulder with the brush. "Hush boy, now sit still so that I can finish brushing your hair!" his mother warned. Ruvyn groaned but did as he was told. He sat sown on the chair and did his best not to move as his mother began to brush his hair for him. She always insisted that he let her do that. He had originally refused but eventually he just let her brush it. One thing he always refused though was when she offered to cut his hair, she always said he might actually prefer short hair over long hair. That was something he had trouble imagining. He loved his long hair and it would stay that way. Of course he'd cut it a bit if it got too long. These were times of war and to be honest, Ruvyn didn't even know why the war had started. It just had but there clearly had to be a reason for it no? "I don't understand why I need to brush my hair if it will just get messy later anyway." he muttered, earning him a light smack across the head from his mother. His father looked down from the paper and over at his son. "One must brush their hair to look presentable. You wouldn't have this problem if you had short hair. Short hair doesn't take so long to brush. You can use your hands and it's ready but long hair requires the help of a brush. Using your fingers only makes it worse." his father explained., silencing his son once again.

"There, all done. Was that so hard?" his mother said once she finished brushing his hair and braiding a very small part of it. "No.." Ruvyn answered softly. He stood up and stretched out, his mother put the brush away and watched her hand before deciding to work on some lunch. "I'm going out." Ruvyn informed as he took an apple for the road. "Out? What do you mean out Ruvyn? Where do you think you're going?" his mother asked. "Oh you know....out? Outside? I'm just going out for a run. Nothing dangerous I promise. Besides, you know I never leave without my dagger." he said pointing to the sheathed dagger that rested at his hip. "You know it's dangerous Ruvyn. Even if you are armed, that gives the enemies another reason to kill you." his father reminded. This was a recurring conversation they had whenever Ruvyn left the house while they were awake. It's why he normally just snuck out at night. "Dad, I always return though remember? You always see me when I come home and I'm always perfectly fine." Ruvyn reminded. "I don't know Ruvyn, you've been lucky but you won't be forever. Stay indoors, read a book. You're safer here than outside. The enemy can be lingering nearby, just waiting to get children by themselves to snatch them up and do who knows what with them." his mother said, shaking her head as she did. "No, no, you're better off staying here instead." she added. "Can I at least go out for a short walk please? I promise I won't be gone long and I'll be back for lunch." Ruvyn begged.

Ruvyn's parents looked at each other and his father nodded. His mother sighed and looked at her son, "Ge home by lunch or else we won't be letting out any more." his mother warned. Ruvyn grinned. "See? That wasn't so hard was it?" he asked his mother who scowled at him. "Go on now, before we change our mind!" she warned. "No need to tell me twice. I'll be back soon I promise." Ruvyn promised and quickly left out the front door. "You shouldn't have let him leave, he's going to be hurt one of these days and it will be your fault." Ruvyn's mother told her husband who smiled. "We need to have some trust in him. He has no siblings to play with anymore. Let the boy go out and maybe bring home a friend. I'm sure that's what he wants, a friend." her husband pointed out while she made lunch. Ruvyn walked along the streets of the kingdom, staying away from any authority figure since he guessed they'd force him to go back home. He saw a tree and quickly climbed it. He stood on one of the branches and looked around. Off in the distance he knew was the kingdom's walls. Beyond the walls was the road that led to the enemy kingdom. He would be lying if he said he wasn't curious to see what the enemy kingdom looked like, but he knew sneaking in would be suicide. There was a forest near the enemy kingdom, maybe someday he could actually reach the forest. Just reaching the forest would make Ruvyn happy.

Ruvyn jumped down and ran off a little farther down the road to another tree that was a little closer to the kingdom's walls but not too close that he'd be in any danger. Armed or not, he wasn't about to go looking for trouble either, he wasn't completely stupid. He just needed to get closer to survey the area, get an idea of where he could go from here. "Well...the forest is ways away north even after I reach the other side of the kingdom's walls. So...about a couple of hours away walking. Could probably knock off an our or two if I run though." he said to himself as he stood on a branch and wrapped an arm around the tree's trunk. Maybe he coudln't get there right now, but that didn't mean he couldn't try to tonight. What could possibly go wrong? The forest was neutral ground wasn't it? Probably not, but either way, he was going to be armed so if he had to he'd fight. "Hopefully I won't have to." he said to himself as he continued staring off towards where he knew the forest would be waiting for him. Something had to be there, probably hiding or wanting to get closer to the walls. If he saw an enemy there, he could easily report it back to the royal guards. Ruvyn smiled and sighed; carefully jumping down and running back home so that he wouldn't be late for lunch. Opening the front door, he was greeted by a hug from his mother and he heard his father laugh. "I told you he'd be fine." his father said. "Oh hush now will you? Our son just got a wee bit lucky is all. He won't be lucky forever you know." she answered and shooed Ruvyn away to go wash his hands. Ruvyn shook his head and chuckled, walking to the bathroom to wash his hands. He knew his parents worried, but sometimes they worried too much. They treated him as if he was only six and not a full grown teen close to being an adult himself. Well, he was an adult..a young adult actually but still. His mother was the one who worried the most. He felt bad sneaking out at nighttime when they slept but he was always very careful and besides, nothing had ever happened to him before so why would tonight be any different?

"No more leaving the house boy, understood?" Ruvyn's father advised. "Of course dad. I promise to stay indoors now but if I want to look at stars I'll step out just for that. I'll be out in the front of the house, I won't go far." he assured. His father smacked the back of his head gently. "Be quiet Ruvyn, you stay indoors now since it's getting late out and we don't know where these enemies are or if they'll stay out while we all sleep. We need to be careful at all times. No go on and help your mother with the chores of the house." his father instructed and left to make sure the doors and windows were all locked properly. "Ruvyn, this laundry needs to be folded and put away, clean your room too!" his mother called from down the hall. Ruvyn made a face but left to do just that. Fine he'd stay indoors but once he was sure his parents were fast asleep, he was heading out. His curiosity wouldn't let him sleep, not until he actually saw what was in those woods. He was always told that there were monsters lurking in there, but he was five years old when he heard the stories, so of course he didn't believe them now.

The last of the laundry was folded and put away in its rightful place. Ruvyn went to work on cleaning his room, picking up the books off the floor and placing them back on his bookshelf. He really needed to stop leaving his books around the floor, but it was a habit of his to read on the floor then suddenly leave it there and go help around the house instead. Many people would think he was an idiot for wanting to sneak out after dark, especially since he was safest here in his own home. But...if he stayed home all the time he felt he'd lose his mind. Where was the fun? The excitement and adventure in just staying home? If everyone stayed home all the time then nothing would get done. Once the books were put away, Ruvyn walked out of his room and decided to help his mom some more by washing the leftover dishes while she finished up cleaning the house. "Lights out in a few!" his father warned.

Lights were out, the house was dark and Ruvyn lay in his bed just staring at the clock on the wall. The house was silent, almost too silent which spooked him in a way. Maybe his parents had fallen to sleep but to play it safe he waited just a few minutes longer. He watched the hands tick away on the clock before deciding it was time to go. "Alright, let's go have some fun." he whispered to himself. Stepping out of bed, he grabbed his dagger and then sheathed it at his hip as he always did. He walked to his closet and pulled on his dark brown tunic which had actually been his fathers but he handed it over to him saying he had no need for it anyway. It was comments like those that made Ruvyn think his father knew what he did late at night and was okay with it. Before leaving, he debated grabbing some food for the road but that would look suspicious so instead he just unlocked his window and snuck out of his house. "I'll be back soon you two, I promise." he said quietly and quickly ran to the nearest tree and climbed it before leaping to another three. The rustling leaves wouldn't attract attention, people would just think it was due to the slight breeze.

Ruvyn kept his bright blue eyes focused straight ahead toward the kingdom's walls. Beyond that would be the forest he was so curious to visit. Occasionally, he would glance back behind him to make sure he wasn't being followed. The royal guard was always on patrol, so he had to be smart about when to leap to another tree and when to stay absolutely still. Eventually Ruvyn reached the kingdom's walls and he wasted no time and climbing up and over it then darted off towards the forest. "Finally, I'll be able to see what all the fuss is about." he said to himself as he ran as fast as he could, never once looking back.

It was pretty cold outside, so Ruvyn was glad that he had brought along his tunic. He probably would have froze to death if he hadn't. Okay it wasn't that cold but it was still fairly cold outside that if you didn't dress properly you would be a shivering mess for sure. Running down the barren road, Ruvyn almost tripped a few times after stepping in holes in the road. The moonlight was the only thing keeping him on the right path towards the forest. It crept closer and closer in the horizon and when he had reached it he wasted no time in climbing up a tree quickly. Looking around he realized one thing, it was pitch black in the forest. Something he should have expected but he hadn't and using his healing powers to provide a light didn't seem like a good idea, he feared being caught by an enemy that was probably lurking deep in this forest. Ruvyn leaned against the rough tree and listened for any other sounds. The only sounds were that of the leaves rustling, frogs croaking off in the distance which told him there was probably a lake around here and his ragged breathing.

It took him a few seconds to realize he had finally left the kingdom walls and was actually free to do whatever he wanted. Here no one could find him and drag him home by the ear; at least, he hoped not. His bright blue eyes took a while to adjust to the darkness and when they did he leapt towards another tree and landed flawlessly on its branch. He did this for a while, traveling further into the forest or that's what it seemed like anyway before his foot landed on a fragile branch, causing it to snap. Quickly, Ruvyn stood absolutely still and panicked when he heard a voice of a male. He looked around but couldn't exactly see him right away. Taking out his dagger, he peered out into the darkness and squinted. "Who's asking?" Ruvyn replied, keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings. Why did it have to be so damn dark in here?

Ruvyn's eyes widened when a bright blue light shone right in front of him, It was then that he saw the male he had heard before. He was not much older than him. What was he doing in here? He noticed that the male seemed to have moved the trees and debris away from Ruvyn, exposing him. This wasn't good. Was he one of the monsters that lurked here? Like he had been told as a child? Unlikely. Suddenly, Ruvyn fell backwards, falling down to the ground and breaking many branches on his way down. "Ugh..." he groaned and winced. How had that happened?! The male hadn't even been close enough to actually push him and it wasn't like he had slipped on his own. His eyes squinted as he looked over in the direction where he had seen the male. Maybe he really was a monster, how else had he done this? He clearly had powers that no other person would have. Maybe he was a warlock and he lived here? His body was covered in small cuts; nothing too serious but if his parents saw him this way they would know that he snuck out while they slept. If they haven't noticed it by now anyway. The sounds of footsteps getting closer caused Ruvyn to panic as he frantically reached out and grabbed his dagger again and pointed out towards the male who was now looking down at him. "S-stay back..!" he warned but lowered his dagger. The male had pointed ears as well, he was an elf just like him! Ruvyn lay there and let go of his dagger to use his healing powers. His eyes glowed a dark blue as his palm shone that same color. He ran his glowing palm over the cuts on his body and watched as they closed and healed on their own. Once he was done, his eyes returned to their regular color and Ruvyn took hold of the dagger again, keeping an eye now on the stranger.

Ruvyn sat up then and looked at the male looking confused when he heard his comment about his eyes. "Uhh...y-yeah thanks." he started and backed away from the stranger. "You can thank my mom for my eyes and my dad for...well everything else." he said with a shrug of his shoulders, standing to his feet then. "You said you wouln't ask again but yet you did." he pointed out with a smirk. "Fine, I'll answer your questions. I am Ruvyn Iarrieth. Third son in my family. I look like you because you and I are elves. I'm not sure what you are doing here though, seeing you here has caused me to have questions myself." Ruvyn answered. Then the stranger asked how he had he healed himself. "Well it's magic. We elves tend to be able to learn magic at a really young age. Mine was self healing but I can heal others if I need to." he answered, feeling pretty proud of himself. "Why am I even telling you any of this? You came from the enemy kingdom. You're probably going to go tell the enemy everything I've told you aren't you?" he asked, holding the dagger tightly in his hand. "What are you? Some kind of traitor? What are you doing in the enemy kingdom? Are you a prisoner maybe?" Ruvyn asked and a ghost of a smile appeared on his lips. "If you are, you should come back with me. You'll be safe there." Ruvyn informed. What was this elf doing here and had he even come from the enemy kingdom? It seemed that way when he first saw him.