Kheelan's childhood was a hard one from a fae point of view. He was trained in the arts of attack and protect the great forest even though he wasn't that interested in it but he did what he was told. If anything he managed to get a high dexterity in avoiding weapons being aimed at him a lot more than he managed to hit targets with his own weapon of choice. It seemed luck was on his side several times over, something he came to rely on along with his keen hearing and good eyesight and sense of smell and taste.

Having parents that work as warriors he had no real choice in the matter. One parent being a fighter, the other being a diplomat as well as having a grandfather that's very skilled in the art of singing and the art of music, Kheelan got a bit of all of them which he's very thankful for.

If he is to follow his heart, he'd rather sing and play instruments than fight, but he'd of course fight to protect too if he has to. If there is no other choice than to fight when words don't reach, he will lift his weapon. He's skilled at bow but rather uses his stealth and a well aimed dagger if he can. He also rely a lot on his luck when it comes to situations and troubles he might get into.

Kheelan once had a wife and a beautiful baby daughter which he loved dearly. They were both taken by outsiders when they had realized that the two were in fact fae and not human. Kheelan has lived alone ever since and rarely speaks of it. He still has a piece of jewelry which was his wife's as well as he has his daughter's paintings at home in a small wooden box where all things that he care dearly for is hidden. He had joy and happiness in his life for a few years at least. They say that it is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all - something not everybody agree on, neither does Kheelan. Heartache of that magnitude is not for anyone's heart to carry. A heart should never have to break into that many pieces at once.

Some of this pain is reflected in his playing no matter what instrument it is, usually it's either flute or panpipe (pan flute). Perhaps that's why people say he's a soul singer, his pain reaches the hearts of others and touch their inner most precious feeling. Kheelan however, is very good at hiding these things and the sadness he feels inside. The day he lost his wife and his child, he was never the same. He worked more, smiled less inside and pretended everything was like they were okay on the outside. Very few people have seen him cry. In fact, he rarely cries at all since that day.

A few fae still remember that day, the day Kheelan's world broke asunder. At least the fae who work as guards or scouts. Kheelan was the one finding his wife and child murdered in the woods. That scream of utter terror did not leave many people untouched in the team of fae that went looking for them. Now days only elves that are considered well grown (70 years or more) lives to tell the tale of when Kheelan's world shattered around him. The day he completely emerged himself in work. He didn't play instruments at all for weeks on end. After a year, he picked up a flute on the day of his family's death and played his sorrows out. According to the tales of this event, even the sky cried with him as he played. However that is true or not, no one can say.

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Today Kheelan works as a guard to protect the forest of the fae and to try to give his life some kind of purpose, he does it darned well too. On his free time he loves to explore when he's not playing instruments, unless he does both and play wherever he finds himself at the moment. He also enjoys making different kinds of instruments, everything from flutes to string instruments, all depending on what his mind comes up with. He has however earned the title of master flute player and is very skilled in bow and dagger. Everything that keeps his mind occupied is a good thing to do. Always keep yourself busy so you won't have to think or remember. (on the yearly day of his family's death he will however be either unusually silent, or unusually snappy where he should be calm and collected).

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