Illren Corsevan



He was average height for an elf and had dirty blonde hair, which was long and kept back in an intricate woven braid. He was well muscled for an elf. His eyes were the thing every noticed with a marbled emerald pattern.


Although he was an elf he acted more dwarven. He loved his blacksmithing almost as much as he loved his booze. He died tragically after drinking to much to have any presence of brain. He bumped (or nearly drunkenly tripped over) a slightly intoxicated Lagertha Lothbrok. When she demanded an apology he flashed his warhammer (an actual warhammer) and called her a half breed abomina……his last word was cut short due to a chair leg to the throat. No one mourned his death.

Illren Corsevan

Chronicles of War Jaximus