In the vein of things not being things, from the same player that brought us yesterday’s not-an-MRP comes today’s not-a-blood elf.
The name is a typical, Blood Elfy name with an unnecessary Y in it. Spelling things with Ys makes them cool, y’know. Take it from Varendyl and Lanurya.
“You look upon this Elf and the first thing you notice is his age. He is but a child, equal to the age of ten of a human.” Okay. If we know that a character and their parent are both the same person, is it still fair to wonder where the hell your mother is? “He wanders around in the tiny armor that was custom made for him, and tiny replicas of weapons the adults use.” D’aww. He’s an adorable little twisted mockery of the actual existence of child soldiers.
“His voice is curious and imaginitive, slightly deeper then [sic] average.” It’s nice to know this kid’s so mature he sounds like Barry White or something. Lots of ten year olds have hexed Fluttershy’s voice. How, though, can you hear how imaginative someone is from their vocal cords?
“Another thing you can notice about his is his ears. They are short, very short. And are pointed and stick out to the side rather than straight upwards. ((Think of Link’s ears from Legend of Zelda.)) His eyes are yellow instead of Fel green… There is a chance he might not even be an elf at all…” But you called him one yourself earlier… with a capital E… that apparently also stands for ellipsis…
“K—’s father, T. S. , is a mage.” Evidently these Hylian elves shed one letter of their parent’s name traditionally every generation. “His mother, J, is a sneaky rogue.” One parent gets an adjective and the other doesn’t? Guess we know who he loves more. “K— likes to hit things.” That’s not a profession, that’s every ten-year-old ever.
“((Now me and a friend have come up with a small branch of race of Sin’dorei. Im not creating my own lore but this does sound legit with no holes.))” No, not your own lore, just your own dictionary where every word in the second sentence, including ‘im,’ means something entirely different than it does in English. That’s the only way to make this not entirely contradictory.
“If you notice, K— looks nothing like a Blood elf, but his father is a Sin’Dorei.” Then he looks at least 50% like a blood elf. “His mother, however, is not. His mother is known as a “Salican Elf.” Ah! Salican is right here in my Big Book of Elven Branches, right above Sellickan elves, which all wear terrific mustaches. “A small branch race of Quel’dorai [sic] that came around when the Sin’dorei did. They did not suffer the mana addiction, and the Sin’dorei enslaved them for being ‘Impure.’” So a branch of people broke off ten years ago from a group with a mana addiction and discovered that by shedding a letter from their names and six inches from their ears that they could free themselves from their symbiosis with magic. And the blood elves, who haven’t had anything else to do for the past few years, enslaved them. “Now they hide in unknown locations, living in peace.” Like most slaves. “Some, however, leave the village or are sent away to find love outside their peaceful homes. This causes the Salican genes to be passed on and grow unnoticed.” The goal of any tribe is obscurity. “K— simply took alot of his Mother’s Genes, but he considers himself Sin’Dorei.” Actually, he took half of his mother’s genes. Because that’s how sexual reproduction works.
How can we make this better? By not being it. Seriously. Children in combat really don’t stand a chance, so if you’re doing anything other than pacing Silvermoon on this fellow, you’re asking for trouble.
The elephant in the room, the Salican elf thing, is a big ball of nothing. It’s being special for the sake of being special, and that’s not only pointless, it’s unattractive. It’s the roleplay equivalent of those giant glasses girls wear or shirts that have the name of the company that sells the shirt on it.
You are creating your own lore, it’s not legit, and it has lots of holes. Draw a big old line through it and stick to one of the existing kinds of elves.