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@Zelosse wait he was in the courtyard? If not then have him join Glodin and any others who are still at Thanermere.
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Looking back at this bio years later...the cringe is insane.
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Nila Valenriel
Age: 27
Sex: Female
Race: Elf
Occupation: Huntress, Leatherworker
Skills: Hunting, Foraging, Leathermaking, Bow crafting, Fletching
Powers
Heightened Senses: Years of training has shaped Nila into an excellent hunter, but it was her completion of "The Hunter's Vigil" which truly gave her the skill she wields now. Nila can hear the slightest of rustling of the woodland creatures, smell the faintest of scents, and see in the darkest of caves.
History
The elven clan of Valenriel, a village situated at the edge of a great forest. The Valenriel clan has for ages past invested its existence on the concepts of loyalty, hard work, and respect. Not only for each other but for the world which they gain sustenance from. Nila was born into such a clan and so was raised with these ideologies in mind. However when most of the children in her clan were peaceful and obedient, Nila was animate and rebellious. Often times she'd sneak out at night to venture into the woods in search of whatever fantastic tale she'd spun for herself. While most of the clan's livelihood relied on sustenance farming, Nila took up archery to become a hunter for the clan. The young elf girl turned out to be a natural at the skill and quickly gained notice by the village elders.
It was when Nila turned twenty-one that the village elders sought her aid. An artifact of significant importance to the clan had been lost for quite some time, it would be Nila's task to find and return the relic to her people. It took four long years but eventually she'd found what she was looking for, at a cost. A series of unfortunate events lead to her losing her family, friends, and home and since then Nila was wandered the land in search of a new home.
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Point of Interest
Iras Valenriel In'Uth- "When Valenriel Dwells Eternal" in the common tongue, this crypt lies some distance from Tanjozo, hidden by way of magical wards. It is there that the ancient ancestors of clan Valenriel rest in peace for eternity.
Well lads n lassies I've posted! Now we fight demon bugs!
Upon hearing that both Bartuc and Ruinil would be joining the assault on the Hive, Evelyn's spirits were raised somewhat. One reason was because it meant they had more numbers and as a result a better chance at survival. The main reason was hearing Ruinil's response which suggested that her memories were returning to her. Satisfied with what she'd heard, the captain turned towards the direction of the stables only to see Karl standing behind her. Covering his eye, Evelyn initially thought he'd somehow managed to hurt himself and was about to send him to the healers. It was when the elf spoke that she understood the severity of the situation. It seemed that the dream had done more than give them visions. The familiar red pigmentation of Karl's eye began to send theories through Evelyn's mind as she tried to comprehend what could have caused such a thing to happen. "Could it be that Ruinil's demonic essence was so strong that night it infected Karl? If thats true, would it be that we are all infected? We all were present for her change, we may be the same", Evelyn thought things over for a moment as she looked over Karl's eye. At one point she thought to try and use her restoration magic on his eye but that seemed foolhardy as a demonic essence couldn't be removed with a simple healing spell. "Unfortunately I can't do anything to help you right now Karl, but I promise that once I am able I will do my best to help you. If you feel unfit for service I'll understand if you wish to remain at the keep".
Just then a templar courier came up to the knight-captain holding what seemed to be a scroll and an accompanying letter. Taking it from the courier she read the letter which was signed by Lieutenant Marcus. Apparently they were directions for how to use the scroll and such reminded Evelyn of the task at hand. "I'm afraid I must be off now, if you feel able then join us at the stables", Evelyn dismissed Karl and headed off towards the stables with the scroll in one hand and her helmet in the other.
Arriving at the stables she stood before the group to explain the plan. "As you are all aware, we are leaving to destroy the Kest Hive. While it is unknown how old this hive is, we can assume from the dream that it has existed for quite some time. Due to the high risk of this attack, strength alone will not protect us, this requires strategy and teamwork. There will be three groups: the vanguard, the rear, and the center. Argus, Bartuc, and Landeel will serve in the vanguard. Argus, your dwarven eyes will have to alert us to forward danger. Bartuc and Landeel, you two will aid in pushing forward through the enemy ranks. The center will be myself and Kaathe who will use a combination of our magic and weapons to maintain control of the masses of Kest we will surely encounter. Lastly will be Ruinil, Cyhtlla, and Henry, you three will be responsible for providing cover from the rear. Ruinil, use your bows on either Kest far ahead or those attempting to flank from the rear. Cyhthlla, there will be a good number of dead Kest shortly after entering the Hive, make them your thralls. Henry, you'll have to protect our rear along with Ruinil, don't let the Kest surround us", Evelyn was confident the group could handle the coming battle. Even if things don't go according to plan, the group was adaptable, as it is they've survived worse. Putting on her helmet she mounted her horse beforr looking back to her comrades, "Remember, work together and stay close. If our formation is broken they will take us down one by one", Evelyn had here horse trot towards the castle gates before waiting for the others to fall into formation. Once everyone had climbed onto their mounts they began the journey to the Hive.
It was not long of a journey as the group rode at breakneck speed to the Hive entrance. Upon arrival they were greeted with a not so friendly sight. The entrance wad a rather large cave mouth, about the size of the castle gates, and it's walls were coated with some mucus-like substance. The smells eminating from the cave were a mix of rotting flesh and Kest breeding pods. Evelyn stared into the dark cavern to see nothing but darkness, this was going to be a hard fight. "Make formation", the captain ordered to her fellow Templars before casting a simple magelight spell. A ball of pale white light hovered over her head as she awaited the others to prepare for entry into the foul abyss.
Just then a templar courier came up to the knight-captain holding what seemed to be a scroll and an accompanying letter. Taking it from the courier she read the letter which was signed by Lieutenant Marcus. Apparently they were directions for how to use the scroll and such reminded Evelyn of the task at hand. "I'm afraid I must be off now, if you feel able then join us at the stables", Evelyn dismissed Karl and headed off towards the stables with the scroll in one hand and her helmet in the other.
Arriving at the stables she stood before the group to explain the plan. "As you are all aware, we are leaving to destroy the Kest Hive. While it is unknown how old this hive is, we can assume from the dream that it has existed for quite some time. Due to the high risk of this attack, strength alone will not protect us, this requires strategy and teamwork. There will be three groups: the vanguard, the rear, and the center. Argus, Bartuc, and Landeel will serve in the vanguard. Argus, your dwarven eyes will have to alert us to forward danger. Bartuc and Landeel, you two will aid in pushing forward through the enemy ranks. The center will be myself and Kaathe who will use a combination of our magic and weapons to maintain control of the masses of Kest we will surely encounter. Lastly will be Ruinil, Cyhtlla, and Henry, you three will be responsible for providing cover from the rear. Ruinil, use your bows on either Kest far ahead or those attempting to flank from the rear. Cyhthlla, there will be a good number of dead Kest shortly after entering the Hive, make them your thralls. Henry, you'll have to protect our rear along with Ruinil, don't let the Kest surround us", Evelyn was confident the group could handle the coming battle. Even if things don't go according to plan, the group was adaptable, as it is they've survived worse. Putting on her helmet she mounted her horse beforr looking back to her comrades, "Remember, work together and stay close. If our formation is broken they will take us down one by one", Evelyn had here horse trot towards the castle gates before waiting for the others to fall into formation. Once everyone had climbed onto their mounts they began the journey to the Hive.
It was not long of a journey as the group rode at breakneck speed to the Hive entrance. Upon arrival they were greeted with a not so friendly sight. The entrance wad a rather large cave mouth, about the size of the castle gates, and it's walls were coated with some mucus-like substance. The smells eminating from the cave were a mix of rotting flesh and Kest breeding pods. Evelyn stared into the dark cavern to see nothing but darkness, this was going to be a hard fight. "Make formation", the captain ordered to her fellow Templars before casting a simple magelight spell. A ball of pale white light hovered over her head as she awaited the others to prepare for entry into the foul abyss.
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Silly Templar! Nothing ever goes as planned!
Truuuuuuu
Alroight so Marcus and Glodin ain't at the stables, y'all will have to catch up with the group. As for the rest of ye, off we go to destroy the Hive!(this'll actually work well if everything goes according to my plan hehehehehehe)
They be a rare sight in these lands?
So I finally finished my CS, hope it's good enough.
Age: 27
Sex: Female
Race: Elf
Occupation: Huntress, Leatherworker
Skills: Hunting, Foraging, Leathermaking, Bow crafting, Fletching
Powers
Heightened Senses: Years of training has shaped Nila into an excellent hunter, but it was her completion of "The Hunter's Vigil" which truly gave her the skill she wields now. Nila can hear the slightest of rustling of the woodland creatures, smell the faintest of scents, and see in the darkest of caves.
History
The elven clan of Valenriel, a village situated at the edge of a great forest. The Valenriel clan has for ages past invested its existence on the concepts of loyalty, hard work, and respect. Not only for each other but for the world which they gain sustenance from. Nila was born into such a clan and so was raised with these ideologies in mind. However when most of the children in her clan were peaceful and obedient, Nila was animate and rebellious. Often times she'd sneak out at night to venture into the woods in search of whatever fantastic tale she'd spun for herself. While most of the clan's livelihood relied on sustenance farming, Nila took up archery to become a hunter for the clan. The young elf girl turned out to be a natural at the skill and quickly gained notice by the village elders.
It was when Nila turned twenty-one that the village elders sought her aid. An artifact of significant importance to the clan had been lost for quite some time, it would be Nila's task to find and return the relic to her people. It took four long years but eventually she'd found what she was looking for, at a cost. A series of unfortunate events lead to her losing her family, friends, and home and since then Nila was wandered the land in search of a new home.
Inventory:
Point of Interest
Iras Valenriel In'Uth- "When Valenriel Dwells Eternal" in the common tongue, this crypt lies some distance from Tanjozo, hidden by way of magical wards. It is there that the ancient ancestors of clan Valenriel rest in peace for eternity.
Nila Valenriel
Age: 27
Sex: Female
Race: Elf
Occupation: Huntress, Leatherworker
Skills: Hunting, Foraging, Leathermaking, Bow crafting, Fletching
Powers
Heightened Senses: Years of training has shaped Nila into an excellent hunter, but it was her completion of "The Hunter's Vigil" which truly gave her the skill she wields now. Nila can hear the slightest of rustling of the woodland creatures, smell the faintest of scents, and see in the darkest of caves.
History
The elven clan of Valenriel, a village situated at the edge of a great forest. The Valenriel clan has for ages past invested its existence on the concepts of loyalty, hard work, and respect. Not only for each other but for the world which they gain sustenance from. Nila was born into such a clan and so was raised with these ideologies in mind. However when most of the children in her clan were peaceful and obedient, Nila was animate and rebellious. Often times she'd sneak out at night to venture into the woods in search of whatever fantastic tale she'd spun for herself. While most of the clan's livelihood relied on sustenance farming, Nila took up archery to become a hunter for the clan. The young elf girl turned out to be a natural at the skill and quickly gained notice by the village elders.
It was when Nila turned twenty-one that the village elders sought her aid. An artifact of significant importance to the clan had been lost for quite some time, it would be Nila's task to find and return the relic to her people. It took four long years but eventually she'd found what she was looking for, at a cost. A series of unfortunate events lead to her losing her family, friends, and home and since then Nila was wandered the land in search of a new home.
Inventory:
Point of Interest
Iras Valenriel In'Uth- "When Valenriel Dwells Eternal" in the common tongue, this crypt lies some distance from Tanjozo, hidden by way of magical wards. It is there that the ancient ancestors of clan Valenriel rest in peace for eternity.
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