Storm's Reflection
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In Storms reflection
In shadow's edge
Upon the brink
Of the great void's ledge.
In chaos reign
In deathly doom
Woven is his destiny
Upon fair ladies loom.
In gold of day
In silver night
Flock of Sparrows
Take their flight.
In lightest wood
In darkest cave
The thrice marked group
This world shall save.
Elian- Colm
Lady Daphne L'Orion- Emptyanima
Élarian- Nosirrah
Gilraen- Elf
Lace Varion- Chimerakiller2
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Lace Varion race Human/elf
age 25
personality: Intimidating, doesn't trust anyone even his own teacher who disapeared on him ten years ago. Is selfish but does have some morales and knows the difference to right and wrong. Seeks revenge. a little hot headed but at the same time analyzes things quickly.
Appearance: five foot nine, muscular has a scarr running from his forehead through his right eye, down to his left shoulder. his eye are a beautiful forest green coloured his right eye however is slit as if it was cursed..very fine skin, light tan.
Past: grew up in an isolated town hidden in tree with a clan of halve elves and human, until it was burnt down by a group of raiders guided by a wizard with red eyes. He is the only survivor and vowed to find this wizard and kill him or her. After the attack he lived on the road living off the land and whoever he could succesfully steal from until he met his teacher who taught him how use weapons and magic to make a living. Since then he has lived as a mercenary, while also using his spare time to track the wizard who destroyed his home.
skills/weapons: carrys a greatsword and two short swords, has a bow but rarely uses it. He is naturally talented at magic yet all he uses it for is repelling spells and using it to make his attacks stronger and more precise, or two remove curse or spells from variouse things. only magic spell he uses in combat is a fireball. sort of a jack of all trades but is not very good at sneaking or stealing anything.
Author: Chimerakiller2
Élarian (Elf Friend) Lifarniel (Last name of the Elf who took him in)
Race: Human
Age: 127
Personality: An odd mix of the serenity of the Elves mixed with the passions of a human. Normally retains a lordly manner, stern and proud but not arrogant. Has a deep love for nature and for knowledge and feels things very deeply.
Appearance: Long hair as dark as a twilit sky with deep silver eyes that shine with the light of many years upon the earth. Age barely touches his face due to the Elvish circlet upon his forehead, an intricate white gold band wrought into the shape of leaves with a large lapis lazuli stone in the centre. He has the beauty of Elves in his face due to that same magic but his human features make that beauty more of a handsome, lordly appearance. He is tall and strongly built, less sprightly and agile as an elf due to his humanity. Wears a long, hooded cloak the colours of the forest, a green tunic emblazoned with golden leaves over a beautiful, Elven chainmail with brown leather leggings and brown and green boots.
Past: His parents died when he was very young and he was found by an Elf Lord who took him in. He spent many long years living amongst the Elves learning their lore. When he reached the age of thirty, he left the haven to search for knowledge of his own kind and of his heritage although the latter he never learned. He then spent many years travelling to gather more knowledge of the Lores of the different races, of their tales and their hymns. Eventually he returned to that Elf Haven to reunite with his love, the Fair Elf Maiden who was the daughter of the one who took him in. But ever feeling the need to prove his worth to his Elven Kin and his love, he often travels afar to help others.
Skills/Weapons: Carries a fine Elven bow intricately adorned with various leaf designs and Elvish Runes. Has a magical Elvish sword too. Can sing and carries with him a lyre, believing music to be as powerful as any magic which he knows much of, especially healing and divine magic. He has read and memorised every map of the known world and knows much lore. Though his fighting skills are not as sharp and precise as an Elf he is strong and sure and his wisdom vast.
Author: Nosirrah
Name: Gilraen (pronounced jill rain)
Age: 87
Hair: really long if let down. But she usually keeps half of it up in a tight Porte and leaves the left to fall down both sides. Her hair is as black as night.
Eyes: brown. When she is happy they sparkle like a star but if she is upset or angry they turn as black as her hair.
Personality: she is very proud and outgoing. Would never betray someone she loves and it takes her a while to trust others they have to prove themselves. Issue gives her word she NEVER EVER breaks it.
Other: her parents dies when she was born and was brought up by her aunt and uncle. She rely wants to find a mate and have a family if her own but no other elves will take her in because she is "different", she has one human ear (not pointy) and one elfen ear (pointy).
Author: Elf
Name: Lady Daphne L'Orion
Sex: Female
Race: Human
Age: 18
Appearance: Shoulder length, very straight, auburn hair, eyes the colour of new mud, pale skin. Slim, athletic build.
Personality/past/personal motive: Trained by her father Lucian to fight with the sword. Loyal, goodnatured but impatient and irritable - can come across as a little aggressive if she is provoked. However, she has a softer side that only her closest friends and family know.
Her mother, Megaira has been taken captive by the enemy as she is one of the nobility and also has some magical knowledge.
At the outset, Daphne wishes to free her mother, but also to make a name for herself. However, her desires and goals will change as the story progresses.
Weaponry: A greatsword with an emblem elegantly engraved into the blade - this emblem is a bright star, the sign of her family. Her armour is a deep scarlet, and covers her body, with black mail linking the armour at the joints. Daphne, due to an innate vanity, refuses to wear a helmet.
Author: Emptyanima
Name: Elian
Gender: Male
Age: 4500
Race: Elven
Weapons: Long-bow and arrows, Short bladed Rapier, small hidden dagger.
Magic: Minor healing techniques
Class: Hunter
Appearance: 5 foot tall. His pointed ears protrude from within his long, sleek black hair. Elian has a slight build, very slim. However, being elven he possesses unnatural strength and speed. Elian wears a brown tunic beneath a green hunting cloak, along with boots made from the hide of a boar.
Personality: Elian prefers a solitary existence, travelling the land alone with his horse Mera. He has a fierce temper, and is an extremely viscous fighter. However, Elian will not give up on those he forms bonds with, he is incredibly loyal and will go to all ends to ensure their safety.
Bio: 2000 years ago, Elian was branded an outcast by his people and thrown from his city. Soon after he succumbed to memory loss and forgot the reason for his exile. Elian can no longer remember anything of his family or former friends. It has been so long since he was exiled that he no longer recalls the name of his city. He is aware of the fact that he is elven and knows some of the history of his people, such as the fact that the elves have lost most of their magic over the years and now only retain their healing powers. He travels the world alone with Mera, fighting against the dark, and striving to recover his lost memories and find his way home.
Author: Colm
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