Elliha Greywind

[Elliha]

Life is a map and it is quite confusing, The lights are up now let the play begin Basic Information Race: Vantha Birthday: 42nd of Summer 488 A.V. Age: 24 years old Gender: Male Physical Description Elliha Greywind is 6'0" tall and has the athletic figure natural to most Vantha. His black hair is wavy and has shimmers of dark blue, usually only noticeable in bright Sunlight. Being a Vantha he inherited their natural beauty, but unlike most Vantha his skin cannot be considered “dark”, in fact he is considered rather pale among his people, although no stranger to the appearance of the Vantha would see him as that. Since he is travelling through different cities of Mizahar his clothes are rather practical and held in darker colors. Eyes: Green - Calm Dark Blue – Excited or Nervous Crimson - Anger Grey - Worried Amber – Fear Violet - Sadness Character Concept: Elliha appears friendly and mostly cheerful. Sometimes he tends to be a bit chaotic and somewhat lazy; especially when it comes to hard physical work. Being a Vantha, Elliha has a fascination for stories and tales of all sorts, both for hearing and telling them. The Vantha cherish most forms of art, but for Elliha the word was always the most powerful one. Words can create emotions and fascination in almost every living being, they are the sharpest sword and the strongest shield. Thus Elliha tries to avoid fighting and will rather talk his way out of any situation if possible. As a result his fighting skills are not very well developed, his tongue, however, is. He is considered a good actor by many; as such it may sometimes be difficult to see what his true personality is and what could be just another role. Elliha dislikes causing any real harm to anybody or anything, although he will do so if necessary. And of course taking a few coins from the rich sometimes can hardly be considered harmful. Backstory Avanthal. The city of Ice. Some call it the heart of winter itself, yet in the coldest days there are times when the sun shows its face and shines down on the people of Avanthal. It was one of these sunny and yet cold days when a new child was born to the hold of Whitevine. His name was Elliha. His mother was a friendly and caring woman, never had anyone seen her angry or even unfriendly. "A smile can change the world better than a sword” was what she always said. His Father was a proud member of the legendary Icewatch, disciplined and strong. Elliha Whitevine grew up happily and carefree. Surrounded by the stories and songs of the Vantha, he grew a fascination for those old tales and legends. He read countless of books, about ancient legends and past generations. With the age of thirteen he started to tell and make up his own stories, often just adding scenes to already known legends. At the age of sixteen Elliha’s mother fell ill and died. His father wished for him to follow in his steps and become a member of the Icewatch. So he started training his son in the art of battle. Being more like his mother, however, Elliha never saw any use in battle, nor was he very disciplined or ambitious in that regard. Years went by, until one day, it was one of these very cold days, the sun showed its face and Elliha Whitevine met a girl who would change his life. Her name was Sana, born to the hold of Winterflame, like many from her hold she was supposed to become a cook, yet she held no talent for it. They spent many evenings by the fire talking and eating barley edible food. He never told her the food was bad, on the contrary he always asked to cook something. It would make her feel better, he hoped. It was to cook one of these request meals when she left Avanthal to gather ingredients, in the cold plains of Taldera, however, the simplest herbs can be hard to find. Sana Winterflame never returned. A search party formed by members of the Icewatch only found traces of a group of Bandits that roam the region around Avanthal, rather small in numbers and thus had remained unnoticed until now. Sana Winterflame was declared dead. Elliha was just sad at first, but his sadness soon vanished and turned into a desire for vengeance. He knew the bandits would return someday, after all they were never caught, why should they stop? One year later, the bandits did indeed return. Elliha, being the good actor that he was, succeeded in sneaking into their camp looking and acting like one of them. He had left a note for his father describing the location of the camp, if anything would go wrong, at least the Icewatch would take care of them. The leader of the bandit group was a scraggy man with a mischievous grin. It did not take much to reach his tent, but Elliha’s attempt to confront or kill him failed as the scraggy man had the power of a gnosis mark and tricked him with illusions. However, Elliha never had much sense for honor in battle, so he managed to poison and paralyze the scraggy man. With a smile on his face, the man told him Sana Winterflame was probably dead. Overwhelmed by his anger Elliha killed the scraggy man with his own sword. Seeing the dead bandit in front of his feet filled Elliha with grim satisfaction, but only for a few moments as the tent was opened by members of the Icewatch. They had arrived and killed the bandits, as Elliha had planned and hoped. Stepping outside the tent he saw that his father had fought as well. And that he had fallen. His satisfaction vanished and Elliha was filled with emptiness. In Avanthal many blamed him for the death of his father and some blamed him for the death of Sana Winterflame. Elliha blames himself for both. Being responsible for the death of two of his people, two that he loved, he decided that it would be the best to leave. He did not belong into Avanthal anymore. Maybe he had never belonged there. Elliha took his father's sword and left his home. He would find out what happened to Sana, even if it meant challenging the God of illusion himself. Elliha Whitevine died on that day. This was the price of vengeance. Elliha Greywind smiled as he left the Icewall Gates behind him. After all, a smile can change the world better than a sword. It was one of those very cold days and yet the sun revealed itself and smiled back at him… Training & Skill Points Skill Skill Points Gain Proficiency Rhetoric 10 +10SP Novice Acting 20 +20SP Novice Disguise 05 +5SP Novice Storytelling 16 5SP +10RB +1XP Novice Observation 05 +5SP Novice Research 03 +3XP Novice Weapon: Sword, Cutlass 05 +5SP Novice Lores : Lore of Vantha Tales and Stories (starting package) Lore of Noticing Signs of Illusions (starting package) The importance of symbolism in stories Storytelling: story of the ghost in memorial library Storytelling: story of a captain who became a pirate Languages Language Level Vani Fluent Common Basic Myrian Poor Equipment/Possessions 1 Set of Clothing -dark red Shirt -tough black Pants -Simple Undergarments -fine black Cloak -Simple Boots 1 Backpack which contains: - Set of Toiletries (Comb, Brush, razor, soap -Balanced Rations (1 Week) -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel 1 Waterskin 1 Old but well maintained Cutlass which belonged to his father (Heirloom) Housing World's End Grotto (Zelvtiva) Ledger Purchase/Payment Cost/Income Starting Package +100 rm Cash in shelter +500 rm Living Expense [Winter 512] -135 rm ___________________________ ___________ Total 465 rm Threads Secret : Who goes there? 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