Zelron

withdrawn . fearless . straightforward

At first glance, this purple skinned Half-Elf doesn't seem like a nice fella. He's usually the broody guy sitting in the corner of the tavern by himself and drinking ale after ale. With his multiple visible scars, blind eye and cold and straightforward speech, most people tend to leave him alone. Having seen horrible things and making a living hunting monsters from outside the material plane, who can really blame him to not wanting to put up with some random strangers in every single tavern he's stopping?
Still, he's a little warmer towards people he trusts and even jokes around an laughs every once in a while. Zelron is thankful for every day and tries to live every day to the fullest. If he isn't in live threatening danger, he love to spent his money on expensive food and alcohol or his own armour. In his free time he also loves to write his thoughts down in his journal and write notes on various creatures and monsters.
Zelron sees the world in very harsh shades of grey. Even though he knows many people have their personal reasons to deal with "outsiders", but he has no compassion towards them. He firmly believes these creatures from outside the material plane should be expelled from this plane of existence and sometimes goes even so far as crossing planes to close portals or slay extremely tenacious beings. In extremely dangerous cases he works alongside other members of his Order, but prefers to hunt alone.
Being quite fearless and prepared to die any day, he often accepts especially dangerous missions. Zelron likes the feeling of having his own life on the line and only focusing on the task ahead. This also distract him from the darkness and intrusive thoughts inside him. Not only the Blood-Pact with the Goddess Embla to aquire his Blood Hunter abilities left a mark on him, but also his childhood inside a fanatic cult of Lolth, he escaped a long time ago, weighs still heavy on him.