Biography:

A gust of wind rustles the leaves of the mighty trees inside the mysterious city of Kelethin.  A slim figure vanishes behind a nearby tree as a slight vibration rumbles the forest floor.  Soon the sound is louder, and the cause of the disturbance is seen.  A raiding party of orcs burst through the underbrush, assaulting the surprised elven guards with gruesome fervor.  Soon the undermanned guards are dispatched, and the raiders move further into the shaded heart of Kelethin.  Suddenly, a barrage of arrows hurtle through the air, striking the brutal orcs without mercy.  The sources of the hail of arrows fall from the high foliage to the forest floor, surrounding the stunned leader of the orcish offenders.  One of the leader's last remaining soldiers tries to rush one of the defenders who had killed his comrade, but to no avail.  With a quick jab from a tall wood elven warrior to the nose the orc is killed, his own nasal bones thrust into his brain.  The leader of the wood elves! steps forward with a condescending grin.  He is covered with the tattoos of a wood elf ranger, and has the scars that show much experience in battle.  He stares at the horrified orc for a long while, then with practiced ease jumps up into the trees.  The orc looks this way and that in horror, knowing that the end is near.    With a whistle of wind the stealthy elf lands feet first on the head of the orc.   All in one motion the wood elf draws a sleek dagger and slits the throat of the doomed orc.  Tossing the lifeless husk aside the elf glides once more into the foliage along with the others, never to be seen again.....until now.  Now a seasoned veteran of war, the one known as Cannibus has pledged his allegiance to a new clan, known as The Guild of the United Elves.   Fighting while the weak sleep, he seeks to rid the world of all that is not right, whether "evil", or "good".