[ Matthew Farhir ]
Weapon: Element Glove - Air
Matthew was legally destined to become a council member since birth, this pre-assigned position was the only reason for his being in the first place. Yvon Farhir, a council member of the previous generation, had chosen his favorite housemaiden, Mavis Down, to bare his child so that he may have an heir he could shape into a man like himself. Matthew did not turn out as Yvon had wished nor expected. Firstly Matthew had been born with a heavy case of albinism, not even looking like Yvon, secondly came Matthew's attitude problem of being independant from his parents and teachers. To Yvon, Matthew was a failure and he intended to have such a misstake corrected. Matthew heard the whispers to his personal guard that fateful night on the boy's seventeenth year, words of tossing him out into the deep woods never to be seen again. So very unfortunate it was for Yvon that only days earlier had he caught a cold, a cold that he still carried now, a cold that the spying Matthew was going to use to his advantage. Taking his sleeping father's glove into his own hand, Matthew used the device to suffercate his father only to have the council member's personal guard see he had fallen to his mysterious illness.
Eight months had passed since then and the finalization of Matthew's council membership had been approved. Matthew's first action as a member was to reveal his name and face to the loyalist public during a public feast he himself had also commisioned via the rich enheiritence of his father. Matthew needs to be renown and have the trust of the people he watches over for plans he has in store, plans to this day not shared to even his own council members.