Luvis Lilix, a gilded-haired elf with striking features, dons weathered leather armor and bears a bow and quiver strapped to his back. As a member of the Modi Familia, he once trained under Eina Tulle, whose affections he and his rival, the dwarf Dormul Bolster, both sought in vain. Their shared rejection deepened the rift between them, with racial tensions between elf and dwarf igniting persistent clashes. A brutal encounter with the Moss Huge in the dungeon cost Luvis his lower right arm, a harrowing ordeal that etched the perils of adventuring into his psyche. Proud and occasionally arrogant in typical elven fashion, he clings to an unwavering moral code, fiercely defending his loyalty when accused of deserting allies—a charge that sparks his volatile indignation. At the Water City, Luvis chose self-sacrifice over self-preservation, joining Dormul as a decoy in the Hestia Familia’s rescue mission. Though battered and bloodied, he insisted on alerting others to an aberrant dungeon threat, his resolve outweighing his wounds. This act crystallized his growing grasp of gratitude and honor. Skilled with a bow and versed in enigmatic magic, his capabilities remain as elusive as they are lethal. His journey traces the slow melding of rivalry into reluctant alliance, forged in life-or-death trials. The Water City crisis became a crucible, tempering his pride into pragmatic valor—a heroism shaped as much by enduring scars as by unyielding principle.