Description
A small gnome is here. It is hard to see what his body looks
like because his thick gray robe covers all but his head.
He has a round face with a slight burn mark on the side of his
right cheek. His eyes are a deep green with just a faint band
of black surrounding the green of his irises. His head is shaved
the cut is very even no stubble is visible. He has a strong
cleft chin, but the right side of the cleft is noticeably bigger
than the left. His ears are small and stick ninety degrees
from the side of his head. The rest of his body is covered in
a thick gray robe that he constantly holds tight about his person
with his small hands.
A closer look reveals.
Role
The trials.
Added Sat Jun 30 14:33:32 2007 at level 23:
The village of my birth is a village of science, magic, and balance. With the ruling council directing things we where happy society for the most part. On my fiftieth birthday i had to partake in my mandatory fifty year trial.
The council after much talk sent me to the human village across the ravine from our own village. They where a powerful economic force for our village and where at a state of civil war.
I was to make peace between the factions and restore a balance to thier society. None of my village knew why we where fighting but i could not help but chuckle when i found out.
They where fighting over their rather large herd of cattle and beast of burden. They could not decide how to split it up between the two factions which had a equal number of humans in both.
After i had sorted the problem, took a count of the beasts and made my plans I was ready to make peace. I sit down with both chiefs and after talking my way past their typical human non logical way of thinking they agreed on my plan.
The peace talks took five moons, now i had to write and reflect for five years in solitude like the council had ordered.
The reflection pierod.
Added Sat Jun 30 20:29:49 2007 at level 28:
At first i thought this forced solitude was non sense. Why did i have to spend so long thinking about a act that did not take near as long? The first two years where spent trying to find ways to entertained myself in the wilderness.
It seemed so out of place to me, why did the elders insist on preaching balance when science and magic seemed so useful compared to balance? Why? This question burned my mind for seven years.
I knew my village would be worried about me, but i did not care. Still living in solitude i snuck into the nearest settlements library and took all their books dealing with balance.
As i read the texts I started to get ideas, I started to understand why the Elders in their wisdom have preached balance to us youngsters. In balance true peace can be found.
The factions of this world dont want peace, some admit that some say they are trying to make a better world, but they all want to do it by force and by oppressing the citizens of this world.
Through balance a true peace can be realized, a peace that the people of this world can follow, not some hoity toity stuff the other factions preach about, so i set out to join the island and bring peace to this world.
Nexus and Magic.
Added Sat Jul 7 23:19:17 2007 at level 38:
I will not even begin to try and understand this world and those who live it.
There is only one ting that has remained as something that I understand and that is my rather impressive, for a mortal, magical talents.
I have seen and spoke to Lord Twist, and my mind still reels just from the unimaginable magical power behind his being, just being in close proximity, or was I?, of him I could feel pure magic permeate every pore of my body.
The true effect of Lord Twist upon me was not of just pure magical power at its greatest, but the words of wisdom spoke to as he included me into The Nexus.
To summarize what Lord Twist said to me, "Peace is good and all, but Magic is EVERYTHING, it affects everyone and anything," I have come to think of myself as a being of magic, as much as a mere mortal can be.
I consider myself a priest of magic and peace, of no god but at the same time of Lord Twist but the power I posses comes from myself and not him, to a extent.
I have thought my goal is still peace, but to defy all logic I feel Magic and peace linked, even though all off Magic's greatest feats have come under the necessity of war.
I have not yet began to understand the reasons I feel this way, the irony is heavy, Peace through Magic, but I consider myself a clever gnome and i am determined to get to the bottom of this.
For the time being I feel a pull to search the realms for certain wands that are defensive in nature, but at the same time through that defense they become frightening offensive weapons.
I wish to study this Magic, delve not only into the Magic but into the various reasons such a powerful defensive magic is used, and I am sure i will do this as well if needed due to my duties for the Island, is used as a weapon.