Ihesalaar

=Physical Description=
Ihesalaar stood average height for most of his race if not a 
little taller than usual but he was slight of build. While 
most night elven men piled massive amounts of muscle on their
frame Ihesalaar merely toned the bulk he was given. His body
now supporting wiry, coiled muscles that made him quicker and
more agile than the majority of men of his race. And though
he had smaller muscles by comparison he was solidly built and
had no trouble performing the same feats of strength his brethren
could. If seen he wore not the trappings of his princely title
rather the leathery bindings of what a slave would wear. He did 
this to remind himself that his title held no rank since his 
family perished and that he would not be mistaken by anyone for 
a spoiled young man who was born into fortune rather than earning 
it by thesweat of his brow.
=Personality=
A very arrogant man concerning the shorter lived races who possessed
contempt for all races that were not his own especially the draenei
and humans for bringing the filth of the ruined Draenor to the shores
of Kalimdor. When confronted with the problems of his own people he 
is first to lay down his life for any Night Elf and is first to join
the front lines against any invasion of his hallowed realm. When 
dealing with other night elves he is polite, well mannered, all things
a prince would be. He has a good sense of humor and does not mind
hearing a joke or telling a few himself if appropriate despite his outward
demeanor. When speaking to him even his closest friends find him distant
as if his mind were somewhere else, so cold and calculating but really
what plagues him are great pits of depression, long times when he would
not even raise form bed even to gaze at the moon. Being the last Prince
of Zoram he was lonely, yearning to feel the warmth of family again. Hence
why he is ready to help any of his people in need.
=History=
When he was younger before the orcs came to Kalimdor before the Naga his
family lived in the great stone structures in modern Zoram Strand the Western
beaches of Ashenvale. His people were a sea faring people who had no standing
army only the few boats they had that fished and the volunteers who patrolled
forest regions of Eastern Zoram.
His grandfather was named Lord of the region by Queen Azshara herself a fact
he was proud of and passed on to the lineage after him. When the Maelstrom
tore Kalimdor into three continents and Queen Azshara was cast beneath the waves
he named himself king and sought to make the region he kept peaceful. His son,
Ihesalaar's father, accepted the priestess Tyrande's proposal to have the sentinels
guard Ashenvale rather than having an anxious army roam the woods and disbanded the 
army only the volunteers would join the Sentinels in Ashenvale's defence. That was
the beginning of the end for Ihesalaar's family. 
When he turned the young age of twelve years the orcs came to Kalimdor under the 
banner of Grom Hellscream and the sentinels went to meet the threat leaving Zoram 
undefended when the Naga came. In a force never seen before by Ihesalaar's father 
the naga struck and annhilated the people on the shores. Within days his father had
raised every man and woman capable to weild a weapon and marched them to meet the 
Naga and were routed and slaughtered as his father had no taste for military practise
or strategy. His sister had gone to fight and die in Cenarius's name in the fight 
against Hellscream and his brother fell when his father marched every volunteer he could
to the slaughter.
His father took what riches they had and took Iheslaar and his mother away and sought
refuge in any town he could find. Soon his father had become addicted to anything that
would drown out the memories of his nation's fall. Soon forgetting he squandered the
riches of House Zoram on his addictions and was eventually murdered by the people he had
sought out for their wares. With his father's death his mother took her own life and
Ihesalaar now a young man of seventeen years was left to fend for himself in the wilds of
Kalimdor and he had never forgotten what happened. Now he roams the lands of anywhere he
can, like his father trying to find an escape to drown out his memories only his drug
is helping his people become strong, strong enough to shatter the alliance and bring all
Night elves home to defend their land with the combined might of all the Night elf nations.