An elf that was the only survivor of his village, saved by The Grandfather and blessed by the "Crystal Tree". His life goals are to meet both of them, thank them, and prove his worth to them (and kill the cult).

Backstory
When I was 152, I decided that I would become an adult. Three months later the day of the celebration arrived. Normally an adult hood ceremony would have roughly a third of the town, but, as I was I Siannodel, a well know family for being powerful, rich, and generous, the entire town showed up. I got a glimpse of everyone before I went to the room below the stage to get changes before I would go to be given the crown that represents a Siannodel reaching adulthood. I walked down into the room and waited for my cue to come out, but I never received it. I waited 30min before going out and I saw a glimpse of a figure that looked kinda like a [main villan body shape] as it was looking around I saw it's face, and it saw mine. In over 150 years, no time had felt so long, longer then my life leading up to that point, yet also less than a second. I knew my life was over. I closed my eyes waiting for death I didn't want to see it coming. So O waited and after what felt even longer, I heard a noise. The thing fleed and I saw someone. He/She was wearing [myth wizard close] and radiated a powerful aura. Even though I knew little in the way of magic, only recently learning prestidigitation, yet even I was completely overwhelmed by the magic I felt, knowing full well I was only able to sense a fraction of the power. They left and I was in shock. All I could do was stare at the ruins of the village. We were medium sized moon elf village, only 2000 elves, but to not leave a single survivor and wreck the village in less than 30 minutes? I still find it hard to believe. I managed to salvage 2 months worth of food and 130gp. However I had no way to spend it other than travel 75 miles to a remote village or 150 miles in the opposite direction to a large collection of towns. I traveled to the collection of towns. On my way, I noticed something was not right, I was 55 miles out of the ruins and could not afford to go back. A sudden urge told me to go to the left. I found a tree with seemingly silver veins flowing into a crystal growth and it gave a powerful magic aura, no where near as strong as the one from before but also more ancient and complex. I knew it had summoned me. I new the right thing to do was to pick a branch of the tree. Before I moved, a branch covered with deep blue, bright pink, glowing orange and pale blue-silver crystals fell from the tree. When I picked it up, the magic power resonated with mine and the crystals shrunk and the brach straitened, now the size and shape of a quarterstaff, felt like it belonged. I continued my journey through the peaceful forest, accurately named from the lack of monsters, and reached the nearest town. I went to the town's enchanter and he told me to stop wasting my time with bothering him about the myth of [wizard] Several years later, I make due with nature, as I search for a trace of a clue of this wizard, to thank him and hope he will teach me. Town from town, I go, learning magic along the way. 2 years after th incident I decided to return to the tree. When I arrived, it was gone, only a few of it's leaves where it was. I knew it had not died as it was far too powerful, and the quarterstaff would have lost it's aura. I placed the leaves on my spellbook, and again felt that resonance, confirming my theory. There was no clue until over 200 years later. It says go to [plot location] and find a piece of a map that will lead me to a location where he will occasionally visit...

Age

378

Gender

Male

Eyes

Pale blue with gold specks

Hair

Very light blue

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

White whith a blue hue

Height

5' 7"

Weight

97.2 lbs