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GENERAL .
•   name   :   Leandro Elidyr Alvaro
•   nickname   :   Leo
•   gender   :   he / him
•   age   :   29
•   true age   :   ???
•   birthday   :   July 17, xxxx
•   species   :  Human. fae
•   occupation   :   Bookstore owner, Third Rider of Wild HuntPHYSICAL .
•   eyes   :   dark brown silver
•   hair   :    black
•   height   :  182 cmATTRIBUTES.
•   Strength
•   Control over elements
•   Control over plants
•   Combat

BACKGROUND.❝ + PERSONALITY :
Warm, approachable, and quietly witty, Leandro is the sort of man who remembers your favorite book, offers tea before asking questions, and greets strangers with the familiarity of an old friend. His humor is dry and understated, often slipping into conversations with a perfectly timed remark and an innocent smile. Though soft-spoken by nature, he is far from timid—his silence comes from choosing his words carefully rather than lacking them.There is, however, something subtly off about him. Animals gravitate toward him with uncanny ease; stray cats nap by his feet, birds perch comfortably on his shoulders, and even the most skittish creatures seem instinctively at peace in his presence. He moves with effortless grace, rarely making unnecessary motions or noise, and possesses an almost unnatural awareness of his surroundings. He always notices who's entered a room without looking, instinctively chooses the seat facing the exit, and catches falling objects with suspicious consistency.Leandro keeps himself in excellent shape under the guise of an active lifestyle. Carrying crates of books, taking long walks before sunrise, or climbing ladders with impossible balance are simply parts of his daily routine. Most assume he's merely fit; few would guess his body was honed through centuries of combat. The discipline of the Wild Hunt lingers in every step, every measured glance, and every instinctive reaction—habits so deeply ingrained that even he no longer notices them.Like many of the Fair Folk, Leandro is a creature of old customs. He unconsciously greets ancient trees with a nod, dislikes leaving promises unfinished, prefers handwritten letters over texts, and finds comfort in rituals that have long since disappeared from the human world. Despite living among mortals, there are moments where he feels less like a man pretending to be fae, and more like an old fae doing his very best to pretend to be human.

BACKSTORY.❝ Don't look up, the elders say. When you hear the sound of hooves and the blowing of horn at midnight, do not try to look for it for no one knows what awaits when they find you looking.Some say they're evil, some say they're good, depending on who tells the story. The truth is, they are neither. They do not ride to simply reign terror in the realm, nor do they ride to spread benevolence, they ride for the Ancient Laws. They ride where the Ancient Laws tell them—to the land of ice and mountains up north, to the Hollow Forest, different Courts of the fae, The Blackwoods, no matter where, they would ride to see the Ancient Laws followed.No courts own them.Kings rise.Kings fall.Empires collapse.The Hunt continues.A Summer Queen cannot order it.A Winter King cannot dismiss it.Even the High King stands aside when the horns sound.Thirteen riders atop their mounts. Some mounts are gigantic horses, others stags, wolves, and even bears. No one knows their names, some of the Riders themselves have forgotten it as they have renounced their names, their lands, and claims when they were chosen to be one.The White Hart is one of them. He dons a helmet with horns of the hart and an armour as white as ivory while sitting atop his mount—a white wolf as tall as a horse, its eyes gleaming red. He was the last to join the thirteen riders yet rose to the ranks as the Third Rider. Silent, efficient, and deadly."You may outrun the Hunt for a night. You may outfight it for a season. But when the White Hart learns your name... begin making peace with the life you've lived."He doesn't use overwhelming force like the High Huntsman, nor is he as good of a battlefield tactician of the Second, The White Hart tracks their prey and doesn't stop until he's done. He has never failed to bring someone back—whether in chains, in silence, or in a coffin.

For centuries The White Hart rode with the Hunt, witnessed countless sunrises and sunsets on the road, watched flowers bloom and wilt to give way for the chill of autumn and winter. One is to grow weary.As the Hunt rose to ride for another day, the White Hart has simply disappeared. As if he had never existed at all. The others urged to find him, that's what they do anyway."Let him be." The High Huntsman said. And so they did.The White Hart no longer has a home, not even in the Ivory Court where he was born. He used to be a noble, always dressed in finery, taught etiquette the moment he could walk and talk. That was before the Hunt came on their doorstep and asked for him. He was sixteen then. Long before he knew his roots—of where exactly he stood as a noble.He doesn't belong to the court. Centuries of riding with the Hunt meant being neutral and far from courtly affairs. He doubts he would fit in there, with his disinterest of courtly gossip, and the strangeness he felt by being away from the other Riders.Where does he go now?"Let's talk about the book when you're done," Leandro says in the deep yet warm voice of his as he handed Arya—one of his younger regulars who loves fantasy—the bag of books she bought."Sure! I'll even treat you coffee."The Human realm doesn't seem so bad.

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