Tarsir isn’t always careful about what he wears (Though at one time he boasted a rich and noble wardrobe) and can usually be seen wearing a very tattered, red, rigid leather that looks like it could fall off of him in any moment due to the slash and cut marks that scar it. He doesn’t usually carry any kind of weapons. If needed he takes a strange sword with him, though he hates to use it (It is of obvious elven make).
From a distance this Orc looks just like any other Orc… twisted, mutilated, and very mangled. When it comes to physical appearances, however, his eyes still retain the same elvish look as they had before they warped him into his current form. His personality is much different from normal Orcs as well. He mutters strange things and acts as though he has hidden intentions. In reality, however, the things he mutters are only truths and he never lies or tries to hide anything. He appears short because he hunches over… although most orcs are only 3-5’, he is 7’5 if he stands up straight (Orcs only mutated more over the ages… since Tarsir was one of the first Orcs created, he still has some of the features such as his height and slenderness).
This once proud, cynical Noldor Elf was among one of the highest in Elven nobility. He was the second son of an Elvish lord that owned a great keep. When Morgoth rebelled and was mutating Elves into Orcs, Tarsir was one of the first to be taken and tortured to his current form. After a time he saw an opportunity to escape, and so he fled (Aided by all kinds of magic, for he is a skilled mage) and lived in the wild… where he lives even now. Through so many years of pain and suffering of losing what he was, and becoming such a horrifying thing… he lived in total seclusion… shying away from just about anything that had legs. Although he was very reclusive, he kept a close eye on major events that happened… such as the destruction of Morgoth, and the rise and fall of Sauron. Eventually he gathered himself enough to make himself known to a few people he observed and thought he could trust (Local rangers and such) and has gathered quite a few friends in the wild. He doesn’t really hate Orcs… for they were once his brethren (Which, strangely enough, are his brethren since he forgets a lot that he is an Orc himself) but he will defend himself if provoked.
Tarsir has been through alot. He acts really quirky and has a tendency to freak out about little things. He isn’t stupid, however, and can even grasp things normal people have a hard time grasping.
He still speaks fairly eloquently (All the years of talking to himself have kept his speech skills intact) and knows several different languages.
He is a powerful mage, but tries to avoid combat unless ALL other options are exhausted. He hates killing of any sort…. even animals.
A bad habit he has is he tends to overthink. He likes to think of every possible way he could do one thing before he actually does it (For example… if he sees a door that needs to be opened magically, he would exhaust every other way to open it before opening it using a magic spell, unless of course someone told him “Why don’t you use a spell to open the door.” or something of the sort, where he would then yell at them for such a stupid idea… then he would cast the spell).