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[center][color=00d2ff][h3]T H E  W H I T E  K N I G H T  [COLOR=WHITE]|[/COLOR]  T H E  S T A R  S W O R D[/H3][/COLOR][/CENTER]
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[center][color=00d2ff][h3]A G E  O F  L E G E N D[/H3][/COLOR]
26,750 years past[/center]
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[center][color=00d2ff][h3]M Y T H O L O G Y[/H3][/COLOR][/center]
[center][i]"Light seemed to charge into the very steel of her sword..."[/i][/center]
[i][color=c2c6ff]Elowen is the name whispered when one is praying for strength of heart. When one is looking up to the skies, hoping that Arete, goddess of virtue is watching, and wishing to have even an ounce of courage that Elowen had. The [i]'White Knight'[/i] is often viewed as a saint of Arete, a symbol of how good can overcome the evil in even the darkest hours, and how determination and compassion can radiate out and heal. It is a tale of sadness and hope.

Myths tell of a young girl that wandered from village to village, alone, hungry, and spat on. Seen as a useless beggar, she tried to find a family among the spotted villagers, a place to call home and spent her life as a child feeling ignored and abandoned. However one day, a priest of Arete saw her on the streets and something struck a cord within him, something that everyone else failed to see - no matter how much it seemed to rain and pour, this young girl was resilient beyond belief. She still tried to smile, still tried to be kind, and refused to let the world keep her down. He could not let such a rare gift go unloved in a world full of cruel men and jealous women. So the priest went over to her and offered her the home she had been so desperately seeking and for a time, things were looking up.

Fate, it seemed, had different plans for her. It was only a year spent with the man, when she had finally started to heal from all the scars on her heart, that a bandit raid swept through the town with surprising ease. The priest hid her away into a secret shrine room and stood tall as they cut him down, beginning to burn the village down for it's mundane riches. Elowen could only slump against the statue of Arete and begin to cry, for her loss, for the loss of the villagers, for the deaths, and for her lack of power. If only she could stop them and send them away, to save the others and rebuild the once peaceful village... if only...

In that moment, Elowen gasped in shock, feeling a warm glow on her hand. Upon looking down, she saw that a [url=http://orig02.deviantart.net/4130/f/2007/325/5/8/marsil_black_sword_rune_redux_by_reckless_sniper.jpg]rune[/url] had been suddenly inscribed onto the back of her hand. Some say that she felt the knowledge of it's power pour into her mind while other myths claim that Arete herself whispered in her ear, but both agree that she came out of the burning temple with a blade, steeling her gaze right into the group of bandits. With a trembling wave of magical energy, Elowen swung her sword and cut many of them aside from a distance, not even having to risk close quarters. She battled with the men with frightening efficiency, however she turned her blade and twisted it so as to spare many of their lives before gathering the villagers still alive and hiding them safely in the forest. Eventually, myths tell us that she was able to give the villagers food and water, guided by her goddess, until they could rebuild once more.

This was only the beginning for the young woman however. Other tales speak of her defiant defense for the innocent, even risking her own life to make sure that others could be happy, and many times staying behind to help them pick up pieces of their almost broken lives. Named the [i]'White Knight'[/i] by the people, she had never formally accepted knighthood from any kingdom and instead opted to travel across all lands to assist those in need. She was not the traditional sort, but for many in those days, she was their knight in shining armor - the one to stand up to evil, plant her blade into the ground and yell, "no more!"

Her last tale speaks of a small kingdom on what is now the northern plains. A peaceful, kind sort of king ruling over them as they worked together to make everyone happy, with no slaves and even treating women with dignity and respect. Their ideals though, seemed far too progressed for the other kingdoms surrounding them and they grew jealous. After many meetings, three of the other lands declared war on the kind-hearted king, not being able to stand that their own subjects were questioning the traditions ways. So at the day of battle, there sat the small kingdom's army, surrounded on all three sides. The king took a knee upon the grass and prayed for aid and the strength of virtue to see this through - when suddenly Elowen appeared and patted his shoulder. As the other armies charged, Elowen stood alone before all three of them and raised her sword aloft. Light seemed to charge into the very steel of her sword and with a mighty swing, the flames of a star nearly blew away all of the men, leaving but a small portion for the king to fend off himself. This is where she got the title [i]'Star Sword.'[/i]

As with any good story though, there is always an end, and hers was met with tragedy. A stray arrow made it's mark into her heart and she slipped away from the world before any healers could make it to her side. The saddest part isn't her death though, but rather that she had been alone the whole time. In all of her travels and quests to help everyone else, she never once found a true friend, or a lover. She always turned the men away and those she truly wanted to be with could not follow her on her journey. A life of sacrifice and a death of loneliness.[/color][/i]
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[center][color=00d2ff][h3]A P P E A R A N C E[/H3][/COLOR][/center]
[center][i]"Named the [i]'White Knight'[/i] by the people..."[/i][/center]
[i][color=c2c6ff]Elowen is often pictured wearing light plate mail of some sort, a buckler, and her legendary blade - [b]Ilfirin[/b]. At times she is also drawn with red fiery hair, but most times she is given blonde hair that is shoulder length, while sometimes either short or down her back. Other than this she is given toned muscles that reflect a lifetime of swordsmanship, but also of feminine beauty.

In truth, this isn't far from her actual appearance. She has shoulder-length blonde hair, toned but lean muscles, and often wears light plate mail as protection. Elowen does favor the buckler as well, however her causal dress is not something that is often discussed or thought upon. On her revival, she is wearing a short dress, ending just below her knees that is both elegant and simple in it's design. This type of wear is normal for her, mixing a feminine fashion with function if she were to find herself with blade in hand. On her hand still rests the engraved rune for 'Sword.'[/color][/i]
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[center][color=00d2ff][h3]A B I L I T I E S  [color=white]&[/color]  E Q U I P M E N T[/H3][/COLOR][/center]
[center][i]"With a trembling wave of magical energy..."[/i][/center]
[i][color=c2c6ff]On her right hand sits the 'Sword' rune, an engraved symbol of divine might and magic. This powerful rune does many things, such as give her mastery over swordsmanship. Being from the goddess of virtue, it also imbues her with immunity to diseases and poisons and some amount of superhuman agility and reflexes. Though these attributes make her a formidable opponent, it's her instant access to many powerful sword spells that are normally beyond the reach of mortal spellblades, that really make this gift so incredible. These include being able to produce waves of magical force, drawing elements onto the blade, and her most famous ability; to draw upon pure magical force that can take out battalions. There are also such defensive abilities as magical shields to parry away other magics & weapons and a moderate ability to heal others. However with her reawakening, the rune has been dormant, so while her talent and knowledge of it's powers is of a master she cannot access everything upon her rebirth.

A requirement of the 'Sword' rune however is that she need to be holding a blade. Any blade will do, from daggers to greatswords, however she does normally prefer long swords or short swords if she has her pick. Some of her defensive abilities will function without a blade however, they are just much weaker without the presence of a blade, forcing her to rethink her tactics.

She holds nothing of value either upon her re-entry into the world, however she had been buried with her legendary blade, [b]Ilfirin[/b]. It's presumed stolen, but rumors said that it could never chip nor rust and that with a beckon, would return to it's owner's hand. While not entirely powerful in it's own right, combined with the existence of the 'Sword' rune, it made her a difficult opponent.[/color][/i]
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