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@Red Wizard Agreed w/ Chrys. There's no rush, it's just a game :)

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gg guys

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Brorin Foul

The rumbling of hooves and feet came quickly. The war cries followed soon enough. Too quickly. The war shouldn't be this far advanced yet!

"No, not now. Of all times..." Brorin rummaged through his satchel, digging past his unrefined ingredients. Some beakers, mortar and pestle, there! Metal bomb-shells! ...empty. Of course they were. You wouldn't send people out on a suicide mission well stocked now, would you? That would be mad! Typical. Damned witch. What was he going to do now, throw his cane? Or maybe, what about if they were peaceful? Oh, who was he kidding. You should've heard the screams. His mind flashed to the reavers. Barbarian hordes. Horned knights. Drake riders. Blood. What a nightmar--

The shriek came out of nowhere. A cry louder than the loudest organ-register, but it came from their own! He saw the sound, rippling and bellowing out from the small blood-eyed girl, as if even the very air couldn't hold the sheer force of it. And as the shockwave blew past him, he was smashed to the side and straight into the ground. Through the ringing in his ears, he could barely hear the cracks, the shouts, the confusion, the metal helmets imploding in on themselves. Drawing a small 'X' over his heart with his right hand, he noted that his earlier comment appeared to be more prophetic than he meant it. Then, as he drifted off into unconsciousness, Brorin made a mental note to try and not piss these people off too much.

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@Red Wizard That 'Thanks' was sarcastic btw :'/

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Brorin Foul

Few had offered their names. Viktor. Ricon. Then silence. It was clear the others' trust would be more hard earned, and that was of the utmost importance. Few were known to trek with giants and live to tell the tale in one piece. And the living shadow surely was Devilry - would have to stay away from that one. But it was a start. Each introduction Brorin answered simply with the slightest bow and "A pleasure."

As they moved on, Brorin listened to the others debating about how to continue. He would rather not get caught-up with these reavers before having had a chance to stock up. As Brorin followed on he started lagging behind them, and not just because of his condition. He gathered his mutagenic reagents as inconspicuously as he could, stuffing them in his satchel as he went. Small insects, saplings, even a rat once. Come nightfall he would grind them, extract their essences. All had their uses, all had their purpose. Claws and armor from the beetles. Regenerating juices from the saplings. The rat, nutrition. Then, finally, he would be... better.

When the conversation shifted to the entry into Sulfrey, Brorin staggered forward once more. "There are ways into cities other than the front gate, friends." He looked at the garish nature of their compatriots. "I have seen many a travelling freak shows, we might not look too out of place if we play the part." He chuckled a soft saw-like laugh, and quickly followed up with "I also... happen to know the workings of sewers well. Could be another way in... and could aid us to not be noticed once inside."

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Quick first draft.

Kaliya - The Amnesiac Silver Elf

Kaliya

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(source: Leave With Your Head, by Art-Zealot on Deviantart)

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Name

Kaliya

Race

Silver Elf

Gender

Female

Age

199

Appearance

Kaliya has the slender frame and long pointed ears common amongst the Silver Elves. Her skin is fair, her eyes the slightest blue, her long hair white, and when the light falls just right, all seem to glitter with flecks of silver like sunshine in the snow. Though she tries to keep a low profile through her simple clothing and hooded cape, her gait and gaze both betray an almost regal grace. At her side she carries an elven sabre, and around her neck a necklace with something she tries to keep hidden.

Personality

Kaliya is armed not only with spell and sword, but also with a smile that could melt even the most northern-born of cold hearts. Her aristocratic upbringing has left her gracious to a fault, but she is cautious to show her true self. Despite her highborn exterior, she has an air of vulnerability around her, haunted by memories forgotten. She sleeps holding her sabre close, both for protection and as comfort, it being one of the only pieces of equipment that connects her to her people. And though she has almost no knowledge of the customs of the Westerlands save for long-outdated ones or some overly specific ones, she does have a near encyclopedic knowledge about its astrology and history, and she will gladly babble your head off with trivia and fun facts if you'd let her. Still, she tries keeping a low profile, so it might take a while for her to warm up to you.

Background

Kaliya is a Silver Elf, a people so elusive some even deny their existence as mere fairy tales. She hails from a land that lies in the Kingdom's snowy north. Or rather, it sometimes does. The elves' great silverglass cities are said to shimmer into the Boreal Mountains only for a short spell at a time, like a mirage in its thick northern fog, before disappearing again for a few weeks, months, years, even decades. What little trade and contact the Silver Elves choose to have with the Westerlanders during these appearances is cryptic and often kept secret. And none of them in recorded history have have stayed longer than strictly necessary before returning home...

So why did Kaliya leave her own, and come to the Westerlands on the very eve of her maturity? Well... She herself does not know either. All she knows is that she woke up in a strange land, holding a small, silver-bloodied shard with markings she knows she should know, but doesn't. She knows of her upbringing as an aristocrat, learning skills ranging from writing and chess, to sabre and spellcraft. And she thinks she knew the princess - but what was her name again?

Talents

• She is a trained spell-sword, adept at dueling with the sabre in one hand and magic in the other.
• Her spellcasting focuses on shielding, augmenting her movements, and eluding enemies.
• A near-encyclopedic knowledge about astrology and history.

Flaws

• Knows only a few Westerlandic customs accurately.
• Gracious to a fault, but hesitant.
• Often stands out like a sore thumb despite her best efforts to keep a low profile.

Equipment

• A sabre.
• Simple cotton tunic, black leather vest, boots and gloves, and reddish-brown hooded fur capelet.
• A mysterious fragment of illegible inscribed silverglass worn around her neck like a necklace.

Miscellaneous

N/A

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Mr. Red Wizard, you spoil us! I'm in! Reserving a spot for a CS, thinking of creating an elven amnesiac wishing to find her missing memories.

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Not so much a joke I'd say, more like carefree and spontaneous. like he literally has firepower enough that he hasn't fallen to manipulativeness or cynicism. So yeah not gonna lie I love the goofy-but-dangerous combo. Nice break from the edgyboys eh ;) #guilty

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@BigPapaBelial Oh I didn't have a problem with it at all, I like the early lootboxes ;), I was just wondering how the freedom of the game would work on a logistical level, especially with so many players.

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@Red Wizard Yes definitely, thanks!