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Im interested. This will be my first mnrp but it lookss cool and yen is a beautiful lady that i would do near anything for so ill join up
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A dull blurring around the edges of his vision gave way to full darkness as Erolith’s fingers left the surface of the amberglass, a sensation of falling for a moment before he found himself in a small circle of grass surrounded by darkness. A small, moss covered log sat on the ground near the far edge of the circle, about seven or so feet from Erolith. On the log sat a tall elven man adorned with jade armor with a matching jade mask that seemed to hide much of his features. Kybur sat and watched Erolith, or appeared to be watching him as the mask trained on his figure, faint white streams of mist trailing from where the mouth would be. It was cool, cool enough to freeze your breath at least, and Erolith gave pause for a moment before speaking up to the entity that stood before him. Silence was cut like a knife when Erolith moved closer towards the Jade Fist, trying to understand what all of this really meant, what the reason for his being summoned to the academy was, and why the sages were entombed in the entranceway of this esteemed school.

“Kybur...The Jade Fist… Am I to believe that I am to succeed you as the Sage of Earth? Is this why I was brought here? ” Erolith’s voice spoke out from the darkness and seemed to echo as if they were in a small chamber and the surrounding darkness was only a wall of sorts to contain this dream-like trance that the elf had found himself in. The darkness, however, only served to make Erolith uneasy as he felt the feeling of the darkness press against him with each step he took towards Kybur.

There was silence for some time as Jade Fist watched the Elf attempt to approach him, wondering how long it would take before the newly appointed Sage would realize he would never be reached. “Why are you here?” the male demanded, the voice holding an air of authority that would cause one to assume that he had been one of the main leaders of the old group.

The sudden boom of the commanding voice struck Erolith as awkward, since he was not accustomed to being spoke to in such a way, but nevertheless, he stopped in place and stared at the elf in armor. Erolith shook his head before answering the question in a similar fashion to how it was asked, with confidence and resolve. You wish to know why I’m here? You wish to understand someone from your homeland and understand what it is that brought another of your kind to this place. You should know already, Fist. I am here to obtain the power to protect not only my homeland, but the homes of so many others around me. The power that Farrenthal had bestowed upon you… the power to seal away the darkness and protect the beauty of the world. I am here to gain the strength to protect the world around me and guard it from the evil that seeks to grip the land again.”

Erolith spoke as he narrowed his eyes at Kybur, wondering what it was that the Sage of Earth was after, if Erolith himself was truly worthy of becoming a sage. He wondered this to himself as he waited for a response from the stoic, jade-covered elf.

Though one could not see it, one could almost certainly feel the glare that the elf had directed at the Sage. “And here I thought my social skills were bad when I first met my sages,” he stated, though he did not say anything negative about Erolith’s response. “Now, what is it you hope to accomplish while you are here?” At this point, the elf crossed his arms and simply stared towards the elf druid, though the glare was still in place.

It was almost paralyzing, the glare, striking Erolith as a sort of offense. As if Kybur was annoyed or maybe even unamused by the strange elven druid, but Erolith did not falter and responded in kind. “I hope to gain a stronger bond with the spirit of earth and commune with him as no one had done before. To become one with the spirit of earth and channel his power in a way that brings good to the land and defend my home of Tellus. I want to gain the strength to face down the darkness that threatens the world and quite honestly, the same darkness that terrifies me beyond any meaning of the word. I do not want these nightmares of seeing Tellus swallowed by fire and darkness anymore.” A shiver ran down Erolith’s spine as he spoke his last sentence, praying that he may one day be rid of the nightmares that plagued him.

“You will not be the first to commune with the spirit of Earth, but I do hope you will be the last as I do not want this world to have to deal with the Dark Lord once again after the six of you take care of him.” Jade frowned behind his mask, though it was not something that could be seen. He did not dislike the male’s responses, but at the same time he felt they were almost generic, like he was being told what the Elf thought he wanted to hear. “What do you hold closest to your heart?”

“Close to my heart… What is close to my heart… I… The untamed wilds of Tellus of course. The beauty of the trees and flowers and plants. The nature of the land and it’s wondrous formations. The beautiful waterfalls and streams that run through the forests and the various animals that live within it’s borders. I hold dear the unbridled fury of earth, the maw of stone that devours and destroys. I love Tellus, the earth and stone and everything about it. The ferocity and fury of the earth, but also it’s more gentle and peaceful nature. You wish to know what I hold dear and close to my heart, it is these things, and not much else. I am a man with few friends and a family that is not much longer for this world. I gave my life to the forest and to Farrenthal, and that is what I hold dear.” Erolith spoke softly as he could sense a shift in tone in Kybur’s voice, an inflexion that suggested that he was frowning, possibly because his answers were not adequate, but also possibly because his answers may have been rehearsed or had been what the Jade Fist had wanted to hear, but not what he wanted Erolith to say. It was strange, Erolith spoke from his heart and that was all he could do, but to feel as though he was a disappointment to the former Sage of Earth was unsettling.

Jade simply nodded his head, taking in what had been said and mulling it over for a moment as he studied Erolith’s body language. It was clear he unsettled the sage in some ways, but that is what he was meant to do, he who had lived through things no one would ever dream of. He who had fought his way out of slavery and had devoted his life to freeing his people within Lucerna. “What are you willing to sacrifice?” he demanded.

Erolith gritted his teeth as he stared at the elf, his eyes slowly closing shut as he went over thoughts in his head, leaving them shut while he gave his response. “I know what you want to hear, it is because it is what you would do isn’t it? You want be to say something like ‘Sacrifice myself’ because that’s who you are, what history painted you as… a selfless hero… But you and I seem to be very much so in common. I would die to see the world remain in peace. Die to see Tellus live on and live strong. I would give up my life in order to keep the darkness at bay and if it comes to it, I would die if it meant killing this Dark Lord for good. I cannot stand idly by while the world suffers, while the beauty of each of the continents is destroyed and consumed in flame. I cannot let the world die.Not while I draw breath.” Upon finishing his statement, Erolith opened his eyes to reveal a soft green glow replacing his pupils and the rest of his eyes, as if the natural energy and lifeforce of the planet was being channeled through him. A flash of light as the darkness around the pair crumbled to reveal a forest surrounding them. The dreamstate brightened as Erolith let out a soft sigh before adding a final word to his statement. “I will not let the hand of any foul monster...some usurper… taint the very earth upon which I tread. I cannot abide by the darkness and cannot sit and let the world turn to ash. I desire the power to stop it and if need be die doing so.”

“You fight for earth, I fought for my people, for those who were both free and enslaved… I fought for people like Summer,” Jade replied, his words were slow, almost deliberate, “You need to learn what it is to have people to want to fight for, not just plants or a continent. You, who chose to live in the forest and away from your kind… you need to learn what it is to have a purpose past such things. You cannot live for the Earth alone, you need to live for its people as well.”

“I do not feel like the world of sentient beings has much to offer me anymore. I learned what I could but now I feel as though I have more to gain from the wilds than I do from people. When my father passed, I did not feel a connection to the rest of my people anymore, I was too different, too powerful. I never understood why I was born like this, born with this talent, but I think now I am beginning to understand it. Perhaps these other sages here will teach me what I need to know as far as finding a greater purpose to fight for,but as it stands, I do not have a desire to protect the people, though they deserve it, they are not my priority. We can rise from the ashes, but nature would be crushed under the boot of darkness and it will be no more.”

Erolith spoke this as he thought about what he needed to do, there was no inclination in his mind as to who Summer was and had no clue as to who he could possibly gain enough feeling for to fight for them. He felt nothing of value towards any other living person he had met thus far, outside of his friend Ignolis, but that was a relationship built by the ranger and not the druid. He sat confused for a few moments before Erolith finally shrugged and resolved to understand what it meant to live for the people of the earth. Perhaps he would never know.

“Try,” was all the former sage said before the darkness melted away and left Erolith back in the courtyard with the other sages.His eyes blinked for a moment or two before focusing on the body of Kybur laying therein the amberglass, entombed in the oak tree. A brown leather cuff lay on a small wooden shelf that seemed to have materialized while Erolith was in his dreamstate with the Earth Sage. The cuff had two vine like string wrapped around edges of the cuff where the leather was frayed and the frayed end was framed by these strings of vine. Tiny leaves grew on the vines, only they weren’t made plants, they were made of molded leather. The cuff itself looked like it had taken a painstakingly long amount of time to craft, that was until Erolith noticed the gemstones adorning the top of the cuff. An Emerald in the center with six other gemstones surrounding it; Ruby, Aquamarine, Topaz, Black Diamond, Diamond then Opal to finally rest at the left side of the Ruby. This cuff was truly the work of a master craftsman, but not only that, it seemed to emanate a ridiculous amount of power, like a magical focus of sorts to aid Erolith in a way. With a curious stare, he lifted the cuff and slid it onto his right wrist before turning to look at the rest of the sages that joined him in the courtyard, who all seemed to be awakening from their own dreamstates.
“I’m not sure, old friend. This seems… odd… that they would send a request for me at a time like this. My nightmares have certainly become more frequent and powerful, but there can’t truly be a darkness like that coming to destroy the land. Why would a university such as this seek me as a student in my age? Might I be too old to learn from them? Oh, Earth Spirit, save me, can’t I just stay here and tend to the forest and defend our homeland of Tellus?” A voice spoke out from the foliage of a particularly dense section of the forest. The cool and calm voice of Erolith ringing out as a soft note amongst the twittering of birds and squeaking of squirrels in the trees. He let his hand run against the side of his steed’s neck and ran his fingers through the short, coarse hair of the stag. A second humanoid figure stood nearby, dressed in leather armor with pieces of ironwood bark sewn into the left shoulder. An interesting looking bow sat in an equally interesting quiver as the slightly younger elf spoke to Erolith.

“Erolith, you must go. I’ve seen the world and the state of its being. You cannot ignore the call to greatness. You of all of us have proven that you are the greatest of all of our people and shown to have a great deal of potential to be even greater. Please, brother, go and take up the mantle that you were destined to wear. If not for me, then for Tellus.” The younger elf spoke as he moved his way through the forest to get closer to Erolith.

“Ignolis, we are not brothers. There is no blood relation, but I appreciate the notion. You left Tellus long ago and only returned recently, and now you ask of me to follow in your footsteps. I may have a power and potential that has not been seen or heard of since the time of the sages in our history books, and I may be the only one of our people to have the connection I have with Farrenthal, but I cannot risk losing the forest to pursue intelligence and power. What can they teach me that I could not learn from the Earth Spirit’s guidance?”

“They could teach you a great deal more than that stag could teach you. You are not the only protector of these forests, there are others who chose the life you live and decided to dedicate their lives to maintaining the balance of nature here. You have the opportunity to save not just our home, but the homes of so many others, to protect the beauty of the world and to preserve the earth as Farrenthal would command us to do. You cannot ignore that great of a calling. The whole world needs you Erolith, you are like a great warden of the earth, sent to defend us once again from the rising tide of darkness.”

With that conversation and last remark, Erolith slowly nodded his head, realizing that Tellus was not the only place of beauty and not the only home of plantlife. He had a duty to protect all forms of life that sprouted from the earth and to maintain its majesty. The decision was made, then, to travel to Tenebra and seek more knowledge and more power. A short few days passed before he would need to board the airship, where he would observe a peculiar woman with scars and affinity to shrink away from the rest of the occupants of the skyship. He noticed her spy him in the midst of their ride while he spoke to the birds that perched on the railing on the side of the ship. He could not actually speak to the birds, nor could he understand them, but he had comfort in knowing that life still existed so high in the sky. The journey would proved to be much longer than he would have liked, causing him to spend much of his time aboard the airship weaving vines around the railings and sprouting small, yellow flowers from those vines. He spent time shaping the wooden table and chairs in his room to be more rustic and feel less ornamental.

Once the ship had finally docked at the hub near the school in Tenebra, Erolith spent little time finding his way to the designated meeting place in the letter sent to him a few days prior. He found himself standing at a large gateway, in the shape of a dragon that seemed to be wrapped in vines and covered in beautiful, thorny roses. Noting that such beauty could exist in a place as desolate as Tenebra, he stepped through the gateway and into the courtyard, which seemed to radiate with sunlight. The focal point in the center of the courtyard was a large fountain statue of a nymphe holding six separately colored gems, water flowing from the statue as vines and bushes of flowers grew around the base of the fountain. Gardens on all sides of the courtyard exploded with vibrant colors and beautifully kept flowers.

Erolith shed a small tear as he stared in wonder at the garden, a smile beginning to creep across his face, but not before he noticed the five others that were in the courtyard. One girl face down on the ground, looking as though she tripped and knocked herself out, next, a strange looking pair of people, a human girl and an elven male. He also noticed a strange man that seemed to have a vicious air about him, serpent-like eyes and a rather interesting way of walking,Erolith made note of the orange haired man and finally let his gaze rest on the half-elf girl that was on the airship. She was admiring the foliage and this brought another smile to his face as he made a move to approach her, unsure of how to speak to her. Though once he decided on a subject to speak about, it seemed silly to him that he would assume that she would want to talk about plants with a strange, older elf. He instead just walked near her and glanced back at her every so often. Erolith would soon know this girl as Summer, but in the time being, he had no idea of her name, where she came from and what her purpose here was. All he could do was just watch her and admire the beauty of the plants that the girl was gazing at in wonderment.
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Yea, things are at a stand still but posts are being worked on
As cold winds whipped through the canyon at the base of the mountains, Iorkax came to wakefulness, inner eyelids blinking horizontally, as his scaly ones snapped closed vertically. He huffed quietly as he rolled up his bedroll and recounted the days he had been on his journey. Noting the moments where he had done battle with beasts of the wild and moments that he had made friends with those of taverns in few of the towns he had stopped in, Iorkax smiled gently, knowing that his journey was nearly over. He was but a few days climb from the shard of the crystal that housed the power of wind. “Harrumpf! This is silly… climbing this blasted mountain to obtain a crystal, risking my own life for this. But my fate in this matter is not my own, guided by greater powers… the will of the gods! They’re pushing me towards my goal in this matter, and perhaps this endeavour may grant me more power than I could imagine.” Iorkax huffed to himself as he set out on the treacherous climb up the face of the mountain, scaly, clawed hands gripping into the rock and digging in as he began his trek to the peak.

He knew that his journey was much more difficult than he had anticipated, he knew there were hostile creatures that dwelled in the mountains. Trolls, ogres and other foul creatures. Roving bands of tengu in the lower foothills and other avian creatures occupy the skies of the mountain range. Iorkax read of harpies in the higher peaks and read of other foul abominations that took to the skies. Most of all, he knew of his distant cousins, the chromatic dragons, that called this place home, occupying large areas of the mountain ranges and posing as a great threat to much of the surrounding inhabitants. Indeed this would prove to be a difficult trek, and prove to make him more hardy and stoic than he had been previously.

As Iorkax made his way through the rocky and steep portion of his climb, he soon came upon a large expanse of rock and hills that made up the next portion of his journey, knowing for sure that he would not make it through this part of the climb without seeing some combat. Cresting over the ridge of the initial cliff, he felt what must have been a rather rugged, but soft grass, growing from the rock. It was pleasing to know that not all life on the mountain was governed by the cold and harsh winds. As a few moments of his walking passed, a loud squawking was heard to his left, and the sound of a spear cutting through the air.

*THUD* *Clatterclatter*

The spear hit the stone then bounced off the rock, to the ground, the wooden shaft rolling to a stop at Iorkax’s foot as he turned to be greeted by a steel xyphos coming down towards his arm. He barely had time to register what was happening before a band of ravenous, bipedal, bird-like creatures descended upon him. They wore patchwork leather armor and all looks to have the head of eagles and long, feathered arms with what looked like almost human hands. Tengu. Another squawk as Iorkax moved out of the way of the descending blade and felt a second one slice through the sleeve of his robe.

In a quick bit of hurried decision making, Iorkax muttered an incantation under his breath and thrust his hands forward, releasing a blast of arcane energy in the form of a lightning bolt from his hands. It pierced through the first creature he saw, leaving the others to look at the charred remains of their brother. The resulting screech was deafening as the Tengu descended upon him in a flurry of sword attacks, each met with a blast of lightning from Iorkax. The scuffle lasted almost an hour before the final Tengu drew it’s final breath and lay motionless on the ground, broken and shattered as Iorkax huffed out a plume of smoke from his nose. He dropped his hands to his sides and limped to a rocky cave to get some rest from the event, looking at his hands as he wondered what sort of telekinetic powers he had unleashed on the last of his foes, wondering why he had this power to crush his foes. He sat and rested for a few moments, wondering how much more blood he’d need to shed to obtain this shard.
with regards to this roleplay, i am afraid i may need to drop this one due to a lot of stuff going on in my life as far as a hectic work/sleep schedule on top of being a father. I'm sorry to be leaving like this, but hopefully I can come back at a later date
Name: Erolith Balna
Race: Elf
Age: 28 in human appearance (155 in Elven years)
Gender: Male
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 150 Lbs
Continent: Tellus

Appearance: Erolith is a slim and agile man, with an angular face. High, sharp cheekbones and a pointed chin. Erolith’s mouth is small, lips thin and not framed by facial hair, infact his facial hair seems almost non existent. His nose narrow and pointed, with a narrow bridge leading up to violet, almond-shaped eyes. Pointed ears are framed by his long black hair and are of an average size, not leaving his head to look disproportionate. His brow is also very common of an elf, being subtle and not as pronounced as a human brow. His forehead is high with a widows peak hairline, leading to a long, black mane of hair. Erolith has a few strands of hair tied into a small beaded braid that runs along the left side of his face, slightly past his chin, the rest of his hair is straight and well kept, ending a few inches past his shoulders. His skin, a gentle, pale white, is painted with leaves of various colors, ranging from green to orange and yellow, symbols of his attunement to the forest.

Erolith wears green and brown robes overtop of a similar colored set of leather armor. A simple, silver circlet surrounds his head and rests on his brow. He wears a pair of simple, brown, leather shoes and carries his Staff of the Stag with his in his hand at all times and also carries a leather pouch full of alchemical supplies and other items to craft potions with. He keeps a small knife on him, with his alchemy kit, to harvest plant-life in order to make salves and antidotes for any person, or animal that might require it. Erolith can also be seen wearing more formal attire when visiting cities and meeting with other people. Often choosing to wear a fancier green robe with silver thread and gold leaves sown into the fabric. The robe is rather elegant and is not often worn, due to his high monetary value, but also sentimental value as well.

Personality: Erolith is a kind and gentle soul, choosing to care for the land and its inhabitants, be they elves or creatures. He enjoys the beauty of nature, it’s raw power and ferocity, but also it’s gentleness and compassion. Erolith enjoys his solitude and life within the forests, opting to be with animals more than humanoid races, mostly due to how awkward he is around other people. It is much easier to be with animals, they do not judge you… as much.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Talents: Erolith is able to manipulate earth and stone. It is rare that he uses it in a combative manner, but instead as a way to shape and reform the land. He often uses his geomancy powers to form beautiful shrines in the forests and uses his magic and connection to nature to create moss and flowers within the rock that he forms. Some call him an artist, and his materials are the world itself. He has also been known to be able to cause plant-life to spawn from stone itself and other inorganic materials, causing flowers to sprout from things like metal cutlery and swords, brick and even been able to cause vines to erupt from solid stone and spiral around it. He finds this talent to be rather pleasing, as he enjoys the artistic flair he can create with it.

Occupation: Nomadic Druid

Inability: Erolith cannot, no matter how hard he may try, shapeshift into other creatures, no matter how much time he has invested in studying the art and trying to commune with animal spirits. He cannot shift into another creature, he has yet to figure out how exactly he can change his shape like the shifters of Zephyru, nor can he understand how to shift into the state of an elemental being. This last part of his inability has given his much hardship, as he would rather enjoy the idea of becoming a creature entirely of vines or wood or even rock.

Fear(s): Erolith has an intense fear of the death of the forests within Tellus, he spent his life after schooling to commune with, and become one with nature. His greatest fear is that the plant-life and animal-life of the forests would cease to be due to the great evil rising up to sweep the lands.

History: Erolith was always a child of the forest. Even when he was born, he showed great natural talent to create beauty within nature. A Tale was spun of his birth, that when he was born, his wooden crib became entangled with beautiful, flowery vines and tiny gemstones grew out of the wood without him even being aware of what he was doing. He was a prodigy, naturally talented with the magic within nature itself, and directly connected to the forest in a way no elf had seen for a very long time. Erolith was sent to the magic schools at a young age to learn how to control and focus his magic. There he learned how to bend and shape earth, control the growth patterns of vines, ferns, flowers and trees. He learned that the spirit of the earth dwelled within all of elf kind, allowing them to have a deep and valuable connection with the land. He learned of the fires and darkness that could consume the world if the Elves were not willing to stand and defend nature, learning that it was his duty to protect Tellus. Erolith also learned that he craved a deeper connection with the Earth Spirit, the desired and greater understanding of the world, and so he set out to become one with the earth shortly after he completed his schooling.

Unfortunately, however, his father fell incredibly ill one year, after he had left for the forests, and passed on into the next life, rejoining the Earth Spirit. Erolith did not know of this occurrence until he had a long session of meditation and called upon the Earth Spirit and the Great Elf Protectors who came before him. It was in this state of his Reverie that he saw the spirit of his father before him. He spoke with his father and learned many things of his family name and his great power that seemed to have been passed down through his mother’s side of the family. Erolith learned much about himself and gained a great understanding of his place in the world and his goal. The death of his father gave his the sense of purpose and direction that he had longed for his entire life. A goal now to heal the scarred land and bring with him a peace that no time had ever seen before. That was until the Lost Continent began to shift and stir, a great evil emanating from that land and causing unrest among the people of the six nations. Erolith stepped up as the guardian on Tellus and chose to dedicate his life, and time to preparing Tellus for the coming storm.

Weapon: Staff of the Stag- Carved Oak Staff, with the head of the staff shaped to look like the head of a deer with emeralds embedded in the eyes. This staff has a soft green glow that emits from the head of the staff and the places where Erolith holds it are wrapped in worn leather from years of use and carrying.

Pet: Erolith has many pets and friends within the wilds and is capable of befriending many animals within the wilds of Tellus. His most common pet, however, is a large elk named Sigurd. Erolith often rides Sigurd while he traverses the forests and the lands, tending to the plant-life as he travels.

Strengths: Erolith excels at molding aspects of nature to his will, be it stone, wood, vines. Anything that is part of the natural world that comes from the earth is his tool. Erolith also is incredibly capable when it comes specifically to healing through the power of earth, as it is his focus and goal in life to balance nature and tend to the wounded of all forms of life, be it a tree or a wounded wolf.

Weaknesses: Erolith is awful, horrendous even, in social situations. He is often found stumbling over his words and incapable of expressing his thoughts through words. He can usually regain his composure eventually, but prolonged time in the wilds eroded his ability to communicate with other, intelligent, sentient creatures, such as his fellow elves. Erolith is also rather weak while in the presence of darkness and fire, as these things are part of his primary fear, which are often the theme of his nightmares.

Fighting/Training


Powers: Though he chooses to take a peaceful route most times, he still is capable of creating destruction, here is a list of his combative abilities

+Maw of Earth - Erolith creates a large fissure in the ground beneath his chosen target, once the fissure opens and the victim is falling into it, large, tooth-like spikes erupt from the walls and slam into the victim, crushing them and leaving them as a broken shell.

+Grasping Rose Vines - Erolith causes two, thorny vines, covered in roses, to shoot forth from the ground and restrict his target, any movement that they might make while restrained may cause injury due to the thorns of the vines.

+Blessing of the Forest Spirit - Erolith emits a green ray from his staff, that heals wounds over a period of time, accelerating the natural healing process five times, making it easier to heal from cuts and other wounds. Broken bones take much longer, and lost limbs are nearly impossible to heal.

Notable Items: n/a

Other: A non-magical Ornate Green robe with Gold Leaves stitched in with silver thread. The item was handed down to him from his father after his passing, left in a will to him.

Notable Skills: Alchemy, Herbalism,and Sculpting.
Name: Erolith Balna
Race: Elf
Age: 28 in human appearance (155 in Elven years)
Gender: Male
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 150 Lbs
Continent: Tellus

Appearance: Erolith is a slim and agile man, with an angular face. High, sharp cheekbones and a pointed chin. Erolith’s mouth is small, lips thin and not framed by facial hair, infact his facial hair seems almost non existent. His nose narrow and pointed, with a narrow bridge leading up to violet, almond-shaped eyes. Pointed ears are framed by his long black hair and are of an average size, not leaving his head to look disproportionate. His brow is also very common of an elf, being subtle and not as pronounced as a human brow. His forehead is high with a widows peak hairline, leading to a long, black mane of hair. Erolith has a few strands of hair tied into a small beaded braid that runs along the left side of his face, slightly past his chin, the rest of his hair is straight and well kept, ending a few inches past his shoulders. His skin, a gentle, pale white, is painted with leaves of various colors, ranging from green to orange and yellow, symbols of his attunement to the forest.

Erolith wears green and brown robes overtop of a similar colored set of leather armor. A simple, silver circlet surrounds his head and rests on his brow. He wears a pair of simple, brown, leather shoes and carries his Staff of the Stag with his in his hand at all times and also carries a leather pouch full of alchemical supplies and other items to craft potions with. He keeps a small knife on him, with his alchemy kit, to harvest plant-life in order to make salves and antidotes for any person, or animal that might require it. Erolith can also be seen wearing more formal attire when visiting cities and meeting with other people. Often choosing to wear a fancier green robe with silver thread and gold leaves sown into the fabric. The robe is rather elegant and is not often worn, due to his high monetary value, but also sentimental value as well.

Personality: Erolith is a kind and gentle soul, choosing to care for the land and its inhabitants, be they elves or creatures. He enjoys the beauty of nature, it’s raw power and ferocity, but also it’s gentleness and compassion. Erolith enjoys his solitude and life within the forests, opting to be with animals more than humanoid races, mostly due to how awkward he is around other people. It is much easier to be with animals, they do not judge you… as much.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Talents: Erolith is able to manipulate earth and stone. It is rare that he uses it in a combative manner, but instead as a way to shape and reform the land. He often uses his geomancy powers to form beautiful shrines in the forests and uses his magic and connection to nature to create moss and flowers within the rock that he forms. Some call him an artist, and his materials are the world itself. He has also been known to be able to cause plant-life to spawn from stone itself and other inorganic materials, causing flowers to sprout from things like metal cutlery and swords, brick and even been able to cause vines to erupt from solid stone and spiral around it. He finds this talent to be rather pleasing, as he enjoys the artistic flair he can create with it.

Occupation: Nomadic Druid

Inability: Erolith cannot, no matter how hard he may try, shapeshift into other creatures, no matter how much time he has invested in studying the art and trying to commune with animal spirits. He cannot shift into another creature, he has yet to figure out how exactly he can change his shape like the shifters of Zephyru, nor can he understand how to shift into the state of an elemental being. This last part of his inability has given his much hardship, as he would rather enjoy the idea of becoming a creature entirely of vines or wood or even rock.

Fear(s): Erolith has an intense fear of the death of the forests within Tellus, he spent his life after schooling to commune with, and become one with nature. His greatest fear is that the plant-life and animal-life of the forests would cease to be due to the great evil rising up to sweep the lands.

History: Erolith was always a child of the forest. Even when he was born, he showed great natural talent to create beauty within nature. A Tale was spun of his birth, that when he was born, his wooden crib became entangled with beautiful, flowery vines and tiny gemstones grew out of the wood without him even being aware of what he was doing. He was a prodigy, naturally talented with the magic within nature itself, and directly connected to the forest in a way no elf had seen for a very long time. Erolith was sent to the magic schools at a young age to learn how to control and focus his magic. There he learned how to bend and shape earth, control the growth patterns of vines, ferns, flowers and trees. He learned that the spirit of the earth dwelled within all of elf kind, allowing them to have a deep and valuable connection with the land. He learned of the fires and darkness that could consume the world if the Elves were not willing to stand and defend nature, learning that it was his duty to protect Tellus. Erolith also learned that he craved a deeper connection with the Earth Spirit, the desired and greater understanding of the world, and so he set out to become one with the earth shortly after he completed his schooling.

Unfortunately, however, his father fell incredibly ill one year, after he had left for the forests, and passed on into the next life, rejoining the Earth Spirit. Erolith did not know of this occurrence until he had a long session of meditation and called upon the Earth Spirit and the Great Elf Protectors who came before him. It was in this state of his Reverie that he saw the spirit of his father before him. He spoke with his father and learned many things of his family name and his great power that seemed to have been passed down through his mother’s side of the family. Erolith learned much about himself and gained a great understanding of his place in the world and his goal. The death of his father gave his the sense of purpose and direction that he had longed for his entire life. A goal now to heal the scarred land and bring with him a peace that no time had ever seen before. That was until the Lost Continent began to shift and stir, a great evil emanating from that land and causing unrest among the people of the six nations. Erolith stepped up as the guardian on Tellus and chose to dedicate his life, and time to preparing Tellus for the coming storm.

Weapon: Staff of the Stag- Carved Oak Staff, with the head of the staff shaped to look like the head of a deer with emeralds embedded in the eyes. This staff has a soft green glow that emits from the head of the staff and the places where Erolith holds it are wrapped in worn leather from years of use and carrying.

Pet: Erolith has many pets and friends within the wilds and is capable of befriending many animals within the wilds of Tellus. His most common pet, however, is a large elk named Sigurd. Erolith often rides Sigurd while he traverses the forests and the lands, tending to the plant-life as he travels.

Strengths: Erolith excels at molding aspects of nature to his will, be it stone, wood, vines. Anything that is part of the natural world that comes from the earth is his tool. Erolith also is incredibly capable when it comes specifically to healing through the power of earth, as it is his focus and goal in life to balance nature and tend to the wounded of all forms of life, be it a tree or a wounded wolf.

Weaknesses: Erolith is awful, horrendous even, in social situations. He is often found stumbling over his words and incapable of expressing his thoughts through words. He can usually regain his composure eventually, but prolonged time in the wilds eroded his ability to communicate with other, intelligent, sentient creatures, such as his fellow elves. Erolith is also rather weak while in the presence of darkness and fire, as these things are part of his primary fear, which are often the theme of his nightmares.

Fighting/Training


Powers: Though he chooses to take a peaceful route most times, he still is capable of creating destruction, here is a list of his combative abilities

+Maw of Earth - Erolith creates a large fissure in the ground beneath his chosen target, once the fissure opens and the victim is falling into it, large, tooth-like spikes erupt from the walls and slam into the victim, crushing them and leaving them as a broken shell.

+Grasping Rose Vines - Erolith causes two, thorny vines, covered in roses, to shoot forth from the ground and restrict his target, any movement that they might make while restrained may cause injury due to the thorns of the vines.

+Blessing of the Forest Spirit - Erolith emits a green ray from his staff, that heals wounds over a period of time, accelerating the natural healing process five times, making it easier to heal from cuts and other wounds. Broken bones take much longer, and lost limbs are nearly impossible to heal.

Notable Items: n/a

Other: A non-magical Ornate Green robe with Gold Leaves stitched in with silver thread. The item was handed down to him from his father after his passing, left in a will to him.

Notable Skills: Alchemy, Herbalism,and Sculpting.
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