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The divine voice
of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations,
Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
Eventru's gone @AisonWas a minor event where Eventru and Lyreth fused to become Valtreth.And you should totally make your own post here. For sure.
Character Name: Llewell BroadleafTHE ESSENTIALSRace: ElfenGender: MaleGuild: SpiritsingersCity/Commune: SerenwildeOrder: Maylea (Llewell doesn't have a clear understanding of what Maylea stands for. He's mostly in the order because She's interesting, and has a lot of history to read)THE LOOKHair: Flaxen and straight, almost a bleached blonde and cut shoulder lengthEyes: Sharp, wintery blueHeight: A bit under two metres in heightBuild: Generally thin, but with good posture.Defining Features: He seems to try and keep his hands clean no matter what he does.Piercings: NoneScars: NonePERSONALITYStrengths: Has a great respect for nature and older people. He's a designer, and will generally show that he likes you by designing you things (Qistral's ladybug starleaf throne comes to mind).Weaknesses: Distrustful of people outside Serenwilde, even people who he believes to be allies at the time. This leads him to lose a lot of business, as he rarely jumps to serve cityfolk as an artisan.Attitude: Generally quiet and polite.Morals: Might be described as Lawful Evil for the most part. Llewell is a bit dark, and doesn't see the harm in killing communemates if they aren't productive or are "leeching from the commune" in some way, like simply sitting around while Serenwilde is being raided. The Leaves in Serenwilde keep him from this..for now. To quote his motto, "Nature is harsh and unforgiving".Pet Peeves: Snugglers. Oh god, people who snuggle and romp and lick each other piss him off to no end. Also, people who whine that they can't advance or better themselves, and just sit around.Best way to piss me off: Not being useful or having a purpose.Best way to get on my good side: Better yourself, show respect to elders, perform rituals for public display.FAVORITESColor: Silver, white, blue. Llewell loves ice, and icy tones. Tertiary: EcologyTertiary Skill: ForestSmudge. Nothing like remotely hitting enemies with burning damage/stun from a few rooms away.Primary Skill: Wildarrane, EcologyLocation: A frost-laden grove of maple. (his manse)God/Goddess: Maylea, but he would give anything to join Auseklis' order if Auseklis was active.Guild Master/House Head (all time): None.Artifact: a plush doll of ShashiCommodity: Snowballs.Animal: Snow mammothItem owned: a frost-clasped mandolin of ancestral spirits. a whimsical throne of Czigany memoriesVillage/forest/region: IcewyndNPC: a spirited snow phoenix with wings of black frostMemory: Llewell once created a tapestry for Maylea, and was asked by Her not to submit it, because She felt it was too personal. She may not have thought much about the incident, but it gave Llewell a lot of respect for Her, as well as himself for hitting so close to home. Song: None. Llewell doesn't even like listening to other people's bardic songs, and only has one himself because it helps his ecology smudges.Drink: Almost any white tea with flavor.MINDSETGoals: Destroy all of the cities, covering them in trees with the help of Glomdoring. Llewell sees Glomdoring as an enemy, but not as much as he does the cities, and he'd rather team up with the Wyrd than the cityfolk if given a chance.Ambitions: to help Serenwilde turn to a mindset where people carried their weight or are kicked out. Nemesis: Gabriella, who is one of the higher ranking people in Maylea's order. He looked up to Gabriella for a long while and also had a bit of a crush on her, but she started being condescending and rude to him (or so he feels), and was largely unapproachable. He feels he would have advanced in Maylea's order if she had been more approachable and better explained Maylea's tenets, which he still doesn't understand. He feels she is scatterbrained and uninteresting, and he scowls every time he thinks of her. Rival: Lyethal, who annoys him to no end.Best Friend: Niina. Caerlyr to a lesser extent, who helped him found a family and then jumped ship and joined a city. What a pitiful wench.Idol: Everiine. Llewell looks up to Everiine as part of the "old guard", and sees him as a reminder of how Serenwilders should act. Best personal achievement: Winning fifth place in Beauty one year with his throne.Worst personal achievement: None, yet.Proudest moment: Also none yet.Most shameful moment: Also none yet. Geeze, I need to play Llewell more.If I could make one wish: Destroy all of the cities. SUMMARYWhy you should hate him: Unless you're older than him or an elfen, he doesn't like you. He's a grouchy old man, despite his youth.Why you should love him: Because even if he doesn't like you, he'll help you out no matter what.Why you should fear him: You shouldn't.Why he is harmless: He's not especially confrontational, and would rather sit back and let things happen. In combat, he's more of a supportive person, spamming smudges from a distance (and he's quick about it too). If he ruled the world, you'd best expect: Imagine a forest mixed with Hallifax. That forest would cover the first world, and he'd be sitting somewhere in it, finally at peace.
Yay. Character development (To be fair, he's only been around 3-4 months so there's not a lot to put in).
Edited again (Fourth time) because of recent events.
Character Name: Haezon The Black (He Of The Blackest Night)
Hair: None, bald.
Eyes: One orange, one blue.
Defining Features: Black skin, sunglasses.
Strengths: Faith in the Glomdoring, creativity, confident and stalwart.
Weaknesses: A bit of a naive romantic unused to deception and politics.
Attitude: Dedicated, Loyal, loves challenges, polite, loves having fun.
Morals: Glomdoring through and through. Utmost loyalty, utmost respect, looking out for number 1 (Glomdoring). Go team.
Pet Peeves: Thugs, personal arrogance, hypocrites/hypocrisy, disloyalty
Best way to piss me off: Be disloyal and/or arrogant.
Best way to get on my good side: Watch plays, talk about Glomdoring philosophy.
Tertiary: Hunting, Ecology
Tertiary Skill: Acrobatics
Primary Skill: Music.
Location: The Marble Orchard (Manse)
Guild Master (all time): Valonah
Artifact (don't have to own): Scarecrow hat
Commodity: Wood (Campfires)
Item owned: Sun glasses.
Village/forest/region: Icewynd mountains.
Memory: Becoming Minister of Culture.
Song: Music for Funeral of Queen Mary (A Clockwork Orange) by Wendy Carlos, Paradise by Nightwish
Likes: Puns, plays.
Dislikes: Sweet things
Goals: To become a renowned playwright, make great art and serve Viravain
Amibitions: Gain respect, become a bastion of the Glomdoring.
Best Friend: None (Everyone who fell under these three have gone dormant or left)
Best personal achievement: Prestige winning play, twice.
Worst personal achievement: Being an annoying prick during a domoth. He's gotten better.
Proudest moment: Becoming Astraea's son.
Most shameful moment: Private.
If I could make one wish: To receive all of Mother Night's knowledge and understanding.
Why you should hate him: Haezon prides a lot on loyalty and those who forsake it usually become dead to him, unrevocably. He instinctively distrusts mercenaries and carries a lot of inner conflict within himself.
Why you should love him: Always wants to help people, enthusiastic about his duties and polite.
Why you should fear him: He does not fear death. He cannot be broken. He can not be converted. He just is.
Why he is harmless: Calm, polite and truthful.
If he ruled the world, you'd best expect: An empire under Mother Night's reign.
Race: Shadowsinger Faeling Demigod
Eyes: Heterochromatic emerald and sapphire star-eyes
Defining Features: Heterochromatic emerald and sapphire star-eyes and a body of shadows
Scars: A wound that never healed which spells out @Narynth's name - this was from a long, long, long time ago; Narynth did it for fun
He is approachable, very friendly and believes in the best and the potential in everyone, even if they don't see it yet. He is very loyal and is willing to contribute in whatever ways he can. Very often, he encourages those who sees a lot of potential in to step up, most noticeable when he was the Prince of Shadows and the Librarian of Glomdoring. He makes it a point to talk to you personally and he can be quite shameless when he wants results.
He is unfazed by defeat and is always ready to give pep talks should things don't turn favorably. This is most noticeable during the Glomffpeak Raids Era, or whenever the latest library contest didn't churn up a lot of entries.
He is strongly against the very idea of giving up, of being apathetic. It is a weakness he nips in the bud should he sense it.
Over the years, he has woven for himself a reputation for being seemingly talkative, flippant(hello Wyrden Potato, ha) and comical. He attempts to add levity to situations where it can be otherwise inappropriate. This often leads to people underestimating him, which leads to them being surprised when he gets serious and gets things done. Very few people have seen past this.
Attitude: Friendly, distant, comical, empathetic
Morals: He is amoral.
Pet Peeves: DON'T YOU DARE GIVE UP AND GO EMO AND WAIL AND BE ALL MISERABLE IN FRONT OF HIM.
Best way to piss me off: DON'T YOU DARE GIVE UP AND GO EMO AND WAIL AND BE ALL MISERABLE IN FRONT OF HIM.
way to get on my good side: Design things, write books, be cordial, and put up with him when he tries to be funny.
Tertiary Skill: Empowerment and Charity
Primary Skill: Crow Caw
Location: the Wyrden Archives
God/Goddess: Maylea - Shikari - Nocht - Viravain
Shikari deserves a mention because of Himself, Iriki, and Ingwe. Yes, I still have your baby painting, Ingwe.
Guild Master (all time): Xiel(Viynain), Astraea, Rancoura, Talan
Artifact (don't have to own): an army of tiny pixies(beep-beep dolls)
Commodity: crushed precious stones and precious metal and vellum(books, yes, boooooks)
Animal: butterflies. LOTS AND LOTS of them.
Item owned: an Envirofinity Vacuum
Village/forest/region: the Wyrden Archives, the Black Interlude(was the Wyrden Potato), Ethereal Glomdoring
NPC: Ingwe and Iriki
Memory: Becoming Prince of Shadows and the Librarian
Song: Boom-ba-doom-boom-boom-ba-doom-boom-Shadowbeat (Super Bass)
Goals: To become an Avatar
Amibitions: To become a TA. Also, to become a Siamladriel
Rival: @Aramel, @Crek, @Calesta
Best Friend: @Aramel, @Crek, @Calesta
Best personal achievement: attaining Demigod(license to Star-eyes), helping Glomdoring get the Largest Library(thank you Shamelessness)
Worst personal achievement: Becoming a reclusive Dirgesinger, so much so that Tacita had to replace me.
Proudest moment: Library wins. Each and every one of them.
Most shameful moment: Swearing at @Raeri once a loooooong time ago. He has never forgiven himself for that.
If I could make one wish: get his personal Wyrdling
you should hate him: He will outlast you. A lot of people who have been quite unpleasant(even downright rude) to him are now gone.
Why you should love him: He will give peptalks even after all of you died 999999999 times, lost something, etc.
Why you should fear him: He will outlast you. A lot of people who have been quite unpleasant(even downright rude) to him are now gone. Oh, and beware the Siam that wears the SD-attitude hat.
Why he is harmless: He is kind.
If he ruled the world, you'd best expect: a moonless Wyrden sky with lots and lots of auroras and veritable armies of Siam-pixies and Siam-butterflies
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
Why she is harmless: He is unlikely to ever be in a position to consign entire populations to anything. In the meantime, he's more a theoretician than a field researcher, and he's quite happy to experiment on pigeons
Scars: When he's injured, he oozes a colorless fluid which does double duty as blood and a sort of sealant. When it hardens, it's indistinguishable from his original flesh, so no scars.
Our friendship consisted mostly of me turning you into a toad to amuse novices, if I recall correctly. :P