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| The time of the Dark One has passed, ended by the heroism of Raducan, now renowned as both damnor and savior of this new age. However, there is a new threat looming over Sylfe. The Dark One left his taint on the lifestream, the magical force that connects all living things and blankets the entirety of Sylfe.
The lattice has fallen into the hands of the deranged sorceror Merun Al'Caar, who believes he is a God. Using this absolute power over the inhabitants of Sylfe, he has solidified humanity's dominance over the races of the Old Age. Under the misguidance of his "Triune Church," mankind and a few converts from elder races are converting the lands into what they see as "paradise" while paving the way for Merun's transcension of his human body.
In the sky, the Grim Moon looms over the lands, a sign of the Convergence, a sign of the coming end of times. Just what role the denizens of Sylfe will play in this coming end is yet unclear. In the ravaged world of Ehvin, an ancient malevolence is once again stirring. The Maelstrom, an unnatural storm born from warring energies left behind by Ehvin's cataclysmic past is beginning to make itself manifest again. In the shadow of Ehvin's rifts, the Epimandu, vile creatures with even viler intentions are beginning to rouse from their sleep.
The Reven are growing restless and they are putting out the call for even more Spark bearers, creatures born with a natural affinity for magic. The Reven are beings of great power, but this power came at a price, they could not leave the rifts unless they found their bonded partners who can only be individuals carrying sparks. These Reven are the polar opposite of the Epimandu, they are as much a cause for the Maelstrom as they are a solution for it.
The Grim Moon also casts its shadow over Ehvin and the Convergence is doing nothing to aid in the quelling of the unnatural tempest. The tides are changing and chaos is on the horizon. Ëthan was once a land of divine beauty, where the cycle of nature was gracefully long, and each season could take more than two decades. Ruled by the Ayalla, special beings chosen among the mortals, the harmony of this seasons lasted through millenia, and could run forever... if it wasn't the sin of selfishness. The fear of death, the eminence of oblivion, can be too much, even for the divine entities. This is the dark point, when even the best intentions, dreams and feelings, can be corrupted. Even the power of love... After centuries under the power of an endless Winter, mortals are reuniting to fight back the tyranny; a strugle between eternity and mortality. Could they cultivate generosity enough to fight the egotism, or are they just trying to fulfill their own desire? Who is the new avatar of order...or chaos? This is a roleplay by Kyrion. Visit the OOC at: Ëthan: The Ayalla War
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TheLastElf Newcomer
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| Subject: [The Spark] Algaisia Mon Apr 04, 2011 12:50 am | |
| Character Name: Algaisia Race: Elf Gender: Male Personality: Very loyal to his friends, and is relaxed and smiling most of the time. He tries to make anything wearisome more of an adventure, and doesn't mind carrying the heaviest load himself. He would rather talk than fight, and if it came to it, he would flee if possible. In a fight, he would rather his friends spare their opponents. He also doesn't mind eating meat. Appearance: http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs43/f/2009/091/d/e/elf_by_sandara.jpgWeapons: A dagger that he could use to fight with, but he is not very skilled at fighting mele with it. He mainly uses it to cut food and plants, for cooking or otherwise. What he can do is throw the knife with bulls-eye aim, hitting blade or hilt first, depending on whether he wants kill or stun. That skill came about when he needed a squirrel to eat, or some other small animal living high up on trees, where it was simpler to merely throw the knife than climb up to chase the animal all around, corner it, then finally kill it. Background/Bios/Short personal story: When he grew up, all he did was wish to be a person with a spark. When he finally came to terms that he wasn't, he left his home and family on a sorrowful good-bye, for they would probably never meet again, in search of one who had a spark. He did this because he wanted the second best thing than being a spark: To be friends, and to serve a spark. He searched for years, before finding this group, and joined them. He proved his worth by setting up camp, cooking tasty food, and collecting wood for a fire. He keeps a small medical pouch on him, usually filled with herbs that he finds while he travels, that he can tend to a wound when one is hurt. He also keeps a small seasoning pouch. Both are currently are empty. | |
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