The character I am thinking of is named Leonidas Artorius Gloriosus, scion of a proud High Elf family and a cleric of the setting's sun deity. I am thinking of a generically good sun god like Pelor is sufficient to our purpose. The commandments of the sun god boil down to helping those in need, being kind, doing good, forgiving those who trespass, opening one's heart to those who seek redemption, denouncing cruelty in one's self and others, etc. I don't imagine this sun deity to be specific to any particular group - he's not like a Corellon Larethian or Garl Glittergold or Moradin where they are part of a pantheon of gods that are patrons/creators of elves or gnomes or dwarves. The sun shines on everyone, and all are welcome in the arms of Pelor. Praise the sun with your heart, your soul, and believe it, and Gloriosus will say amen.<br/><br/>The capabilities I envision for the character entails healing magic - whether physical or mental wounds, sickness (of course, more serious ailments like the plague or special diseases like Mummy Rot lie beyond his abilities when we start) - what could shorthandedly called 'buffs,' turning undead, and utility magic based around sunlight.<br/><br/>As far as what it means to be a High Elf, I'm thinking along the lines of Tolkien's Elves and those of Warhammer Fantasy - they are part of ancient civilizations and dynasties and among the first to have things like agriculture, animal husbandry, written word, and so forth. My character might be a little bit haughty without meaning to be but he is a good-natured sort who does his best to be kind and compassionate to others. I imagine him being relatively young for an Elf, whatever sort of longevity they happen to have, and he might gravely insist when his age comes up that he is really actually very mature and refined for his age. The ennui of centuries has not sapped the deep vitality of his Elven vigor in the slightest and his heart is light as his footfalls and there's a song in his heart and on his lips. The spirit of jolly cooperation guides him in his interactions with the party.<br/><br/>I imagine him wearing a fine shirt of Elven mail - you know, the whole mithril material, offering the protection of mail while being no more encumbering or restrictive than a silk shirt, so finely wrought that it makes no sound, the mesh so fine that individual links are difficult for human eyes to perceive the individual links, resistant to damage and untarnishable, and so on. He would carry a mace and a round shield with a stylized sunburst on it, and he can fight rather well, but he's not going to take the spotlight in combat.