Description
This figure draws your attention for a brief moment. From its distinct
figure and facial features you imagine it to be an elven female. She appears
to be standing only six feet and three inches tall, though she somehow seems
slightly bowed under some weight. She is lightly dressed covering herself
only with a modest dress, and a variety of jewelry. Silvery locks of hair
flow down her back, and it seems to shimmer in surrounding light. Her warm
green eyes seem to have a distant look within them. You imagine for a moment
that you see a small tear in the corner of her eye, for sorrow or joy you
cannot begin to imagine. While her skin has a fair hue to it and you see no
sign to hint at her age, there is a faint aura surrounding her such as would
only surround an elder elf, whom will soon leave these mortal bonds behind.
Role
Of My Family
Added Fri May 20 01:10:33 2005 at level 41:
My mother was from small but well respected family from the outskirts of
Darsylon, which is not know for explorers or hunters, but rather as
caretakers, and menders.
However, my father is a rather interesting topic. Of his family I never
learned anything of, neither by him nor my mother. It never seemed to be of
importance to them, and thus I never thought much of it either.Before my
mother settled my father down and bore me, my father was a wanderer of the
realms.He learned much of the realm in his travels, and even found a Lady
whose teachings influenced him greatly. The Lady taught him many things,
which he tried sharing with me, but some I have a hard time grasping, even
now. She taught him of the Way of the Kara Chal. The most basic of the Kara
Chal teachings involves an open hand, free of everything. Open, the hand is
a sign of peace and giving. Closed, the hand becomes a way to protect and
defend. My father knew this well as well as the other teachings, which I
find hard to recall. With his history of the Kara Chal, I learned that as
beings of peace we must first always show others our peaceful side, even if
they may inherently have dark or twisted backgrounds from birth.
Of these things I realized I must strive to be like the open palm or closed
fist at will, though often I feel as though I am judging people by their
affiliations or backgrounds, and often forget to be the open palm.
Of my Late Youth Leading to my Adventures
Added Fri May 20 01:17:58 2005 at level 41:
Ever since childhood I have been curious about the unknown, when my father
often told me fantastic stories of his travels.A close neighbor was a
member of the local guild of invocation, and he showed me small tricks, which
intrigued me almost as much as my fathers stories. As I reached maturity I
realized the magics of the guild of invocation were my host desire to learn.
When I was old enough I joined the guild, where I learned that considerable
time went to studying, but I enjoyed it, and put off my desires to explore
the unknown reaches of the world. Even as the guild master promoted me and I
gained strength, my desire to learn about the unknown sometimes lead me to
dangerous places, when I should be studying my magic.
In what I hope to be the not so far future, I hope to be done with my
studies, so I can focus on learning the unknown mysteries of the lands that
my father instilled in me.
My surname, which I was given after I left my families house, is Lindaheri;
which seems to come from an older elvish tongue, meaning Beautiful Lady.
Something which was posed upon me, and sometimes I disagree with it,
particularly when I am deep in my studies feeling a bit messy.
Of My Habits
Added Fri May 20 01:20:14 2005 at level 41:
While I was still under the wing of my parents I had a cheerful childhood,
but one thing always made me stand out in crowds: I always wore as little
clothing as my parents would let me, and often less when they werent paying
attention. I often saw travelers from other villages and cities, they were
always so heavily burdened with armor and clothing, it made me sweat just
thinking about it. I always felt confined by armor and clothing
get away with it I would go naked, though I am not that nave. Sometimes it
would be necessary for me to put more clothing on than I would like, and I
would do so grudgingly, waiting for the time when I would be able to lighten
the weight on my skin.
Even now, while often being in danger, and in need to protect my skin, with
what I have learned from my guild, I let my magic protect me often, and only
under harsh conditions do I don more than a few lovely jewelries, and what
thin cover I desire to keep myself from being entirely exposed.
Thoughts on Restrictive Clothing:
Added Sat Aug 20 01:09:28 2005 at level 51:
With my peaking of power in the guild, there were many who relied on me for
strength, in the paths of the elements. Through countless weeks I would
study alone in order to gain at least partial mastery over all the elements.
In time I convinced myself I was strong enough to go out with others into the
realm and explore its mysteries. As I started traveling with others, I was
convinced by several of them, that I should protect myself better, and in
turn I would be able to better help them. I feel the main person to convince
me was Qulenit. Qulenit was an strong person, and a defender of the light,
at first through helping from behind, and at the end of his life he came out
to fight directly. Convinced by Qulenit to garb myself in magical artifacts
of great power, I found myself loosing the free movement of my limbs under
all of it. With time I got used to it, and even found comfort in such heavy
burdens, and sometimes even would take artifacts in order to keep them safe
from darker forces. Well into my age, well over eight centuries I kept up
this thought. Even now I grace myself with some artifacts of power, but I
attempt to keep away from the restricting type, especially heavier armors.
It does still feel good to be rid of bulky armors and keep as much skin bare
as I would dare.
The Tale of my Three Sisters:
Added Sat Aug 20 01:46:05 2005 at level 51:
Throughout my life I have met many people to whom I have felt drawn. Only
one or two of which were men though that is another tale. There were
however, three distinct women that I spent large parts of my life with.Two
of which I knew through my maturity into my middle age. These two were
Itequelagua, and Eshana. I shall start with Itequelagua first for she had a
very odd past.
Itequelagua, I met first when we were both young in reality. And we spent
some time together under the waves, fighting to grow in strength. For a long
time however, I spent studying my magics, and I lost track of Itequelagua.
Itequelagua was a male at that time. Once I reached the peak of the power
in the guild I met Itequelagua again, and he was fighting the Village of
Ragers constantly, with Eshana, and was even hunted by them. Besides the
fights with the village we often traveled to watery places, or sometimes-even
deserts. Towards the end though I brought some grapes to him, from Sirine
Island.And he ate them! He knew what the price was, and at the time said
he wanted to laugh at the village when he killed them as a Woman! He was
certainly arrogant. With this change, we immediately for some reason or
another started calling each other sisters.
Now Eshana I actually met through someone named Quertan, whom was an assassin
working at the Inn. Eshana was a big time gambler. She placed large bets at
the Inn with the gambler there, on dice. And often won even! To fuel her
gambling she often went with people such as Crenton, and Itequelagua to a
watery place to search for treasure. Eshana even gave me a golden duck,
which for some reason fueled me into becoming a gambler myself as she was.
Not long after giving me the duck, we started calling each other sister. So
then we would often travel with Itequlagua to find treasure, and gamble it
all away.
These two sisters of mine passed away while I was in the middle of my seventh
century of my life, they both lost their wills and ability to live in our
world, and left for the Outer Realms. Their parting was not a sad one
though, and I still remember them fondly.
My third, and perhaps final sister was Eerolyin. I met Eerolyin when she was
very young, however she was working at the Inn of Eternal Star. Thus while I
was gambling with Eshana, she would often sit there and watch us amazed at
the amount of coins we had, and luck with winning. Some number of years had
passed after Eshana and Itequelagua had already passed beyond the Rim, and I
found myself traveling with Eerolyin, who was a massive shark, and a cute
fox! We would travel all over the place together, with an odd fellow whose
name was Arminas. Towards then end of my time with Eerolyin we started
calling each other sister for we felt that way towards each other. However,
in the end Eerolyin was often killed by all manner of people, such as Scions,
Empire, and Battleragers; her body finally gave up just as we were trying to
strengthen her health through a process.
These were my three sisters, whom I will always remember, and have had great
influences on me that could not possibly be shown here.
Into the End of my Ages:
Added Fri Oct 7 00:45:04 2005 at level 51:
Ever so slowly time has crept upon me. And while my body still breaths
strong, my attachment to it grows weaker with each passing year. One very
important thing has kept me tied to this plane since the passing of my third
sister Eerolyin. This one thing, known as Arminas Elensar to many and to
others even Sunwarden. However, I know him as beloved.
Im not quite sure how it happened, or even when other than that it was long
before the loss of Eerolyin. Since, we have spent a wonderful three hundred
or so years together. We have ventured all about, though seeing as we were
already well aged by the time we met, we mostly only did so to pass the
times. Weve fought great battles, winning and loosing alike. The times I
enjoy most though are the times weve been able to sit together, wherever it
may be, a beautiful waterfall or barren desert.
He is quite wild, at least when I am not there to keep him occupied. When
with me, we sometimes do wild things, though into our later years we spend
more time alone, quietly passing the time together.
The loss of my sisters, I was able to handle well. And I wonder now if I can
deal with the loss of my beloved as well, as I wonder sometimes if I will
wake to find rumor of his passing. But perhaps he fears to hear the same of
me, as Ive always been older than him. Alas we will always be together
though beyond the veil of this realm.
Soon my spirit will leave these mortal coils. That I have never been afraid
of, and have always looked to it and awaited it. A great many years have I
passed though, and countless allies and foes alike have I seen come and go.
I've done all that I've desired as best I could, and will be content to
silently bide the rest of my time until the end.