Description
Age has started to take his toll on this High Elf. However, you don't seem to
be able to really evaluate his age. Although his features are not those of a
young Elf, he hasn't been afflicted by age as humans do. You can see in the
visage of this 6 foot 4 inches tall Elf that he seems very calm and posed.
His body, although slim and aging, is still quite splender. His eyes are of a
very light blue, and his light-brown hairs are keep very short and clean. He
wears simple but beautiful cloths which matches perfectly with his elven
features. You also notice on one of his fingers a silver ring from several
silver leaves attached to one another forming a circle.
Upon closer look, you notice a form on his inner right wrist. You quickly
recognize the form as being a flower, a beautiful Purple Lotus.
Role
Missing piece
Added Sat Jun 30 12:15:02 2007 at level 51:
In the center of the BathHouse, an elf was kneeling in meditation on the
border of the water, facing his Lady's Throne. Murmuring and praying, his
calls left unanswered. Where was She? Where was the Lady of the Purple Lotus?
And where were her Followers? Was he the only one left? He had met a Paladin
in Voralian, who seemed to walk in Her steps... But he hadn't been seen
since. Were the new generations Gift-less? Quite unlikely.
Perhaps Fate had meant to place him in such a situation, where it was his
duty to show his Lady to the World and to wake the hearts of the peoples so
they too could peer into it and see their Uniqueness and perhaps be worthy
of Lady Rayihn.
Lastname
Added Wed May 30 17:21:35 2007 at level 51:
What would be more fitting? To be known through his Family name, or through
Faith? He had not been to Darsylon in many years, and leaving it was what
made him who he was. It was only fitting that he would show his Faith
to all first.
So then, how could he honor his Life work, and his Lady ? While still
staying close to his Elven heritage ? Scrolling through his memories of the
Elven language, there it was, the Answer.
Nesta'loth.
In the Elven Tongue, Nesta refers to Heal, Healing. And Loth, to Flower.
Soayel, The Healing Flower.
Will of the Fortress
Added Wed May 9 22:05:31 2007 at level 51:
"Do you wish to become Cardinal?"
These words echoed through Soayel's mind for what seemed like an eternity.
Then, Lady Baerinika asked again. This time, a clear and sound "Yes" was
the answer. And there he was, the new Cardinal of the Golden Sun. An
interesting chain of events, in Soayel's mind. It must have been the God's
Will that the elf was following in the footsteps of his best friend, the
previous Cardinal, and also chosen of Rayihn, Mendecirith. Mendecirith
always had high Hopes for the Healer, and perhaps, somehow, knew this day
would come.
It was good to have three of four Leaders for the Fortress. And one to
lead the Acolytes and Scribes. Their presence had been limited rescently,
and work had to be done to fill the ranks.
Soon, a missive will have to be sent, calling the childrens of the Light.
A step forward
Added Fri Apr 13 20:53:59 2007 at level 51:
After several moons of prayer and faithfullness, enlightenment came to the role + Priest. Only his own mind had stopped him from reaching out to his Lady.
But there he was, standing before Her one more time. Time meditating and
walking with Mendecirith, the Cardinal, had made him realise a few more
things... And this was precisely what his Lady was hoping and waiting for.
At Her words, he stepped forward, closing on Lady Rayihn and extending his
hand and arm toward Her. Gently, she took his hand and within a few
moments, a Purple Lotus was now visible into the flesh of the inner right
wrist.
Time and Again
Added Wed Jan 10 20:40:16 2007 at level 42:
Faithfull follower of the Lotus for years, time has come to push forward.
Although part of the Fortress of Light as a Scribe, Soayel's heart is more
focused on the Lotus and the speading of it's teachings than other things.
The Goals of the Fortress being close to those of Lady Rayihn in some ways,
it makes his stay in the Fortress worthwhile.
Time has however shown that many men and women tend not to believe in
themselves, showing low faith, or hoping for luck instead of strength.
Soayel has made a duty to himself to teach those who wishes to hear to
trust in themselves, and if worthy, be granted the blessings of the Lady of
the Purple Lotus.
In this, tending to the World and helping it may come out better than
otherwise.
Lady Rayihn claimed that Soayel was indeed a faithfull follower, and that
one day he may be worthy to bear the mark. However, unlike most elves, time
and waiting may not be the only solution... And seeking a way has become a
priority...
Guidance
Added Thu Oct 5 18:42:16 2006 at level 9:
Now out in the great world, a need for Divine grace and guidance has become
a nescessity. But who ? And where to look ? Searching his mind, and his
heart, Soayel looked for the answer. His thoughts turned to a new Divine...
Rayihn. Although not clear at first, it became quickly the perfect answer.
She was an inspiration, the perfect example on which to focus and follow.
The hardest thing would be to find her... Find a suitable place to pray and
be heard... And of course, be found worthy... But Soayel wasn't too nervous
about that... He knew he was special...
Learning of his Gift
Added Thu Oct 5 17:55:03 2006 at level 8:
For another hundred year, Soayel continued to grow and learn about his
gift. The gift of healing, appearing so young, was rare but not unheard of.
He was even able to speak with several others who developped it sooner or
later. The Elven art of Healing was very well known through the land, and
quite respected by most. The most learned of all could heal anything and
some even return life into a body, although nothing could save a dying
elven Elder. However, while learning and researching within Darsylon,
Soayel noticed that most elves were reluctant to head out of their home
to give an helping hand or tend the wounds of other races elsewhere. He
knew that the Elves had their reason, but why would such a noble race ends
up leaving others to their own fate when they could do something?
Another thought crossed the young Soayel's mind. The Elves could heal
almost any wounds and disease, and yet they couldn't prevent the diseases
to appear in the first place. If he would be sick, and no one present to
give treatment in time, who would save him?
The elves who could do miracles were all very old, and the others, younger,
were not yet as advanced in their craft. Yes, the race of Elves live long.
But Soayel couldn't wait to be that old to know what needed to be learned
to save others. How could an old man ever reach his full potential? And
perhaps even find ways to prevent diseases, poisonning, and such? No.. Only
in travelling the world could this be learned.
After a few more years preparing, Soayel decided to leave his home and join
the Academy. There, he knew he would learn what he needed to know to start
his travels...
Youth
Added Thu Sep 28 19:23:47 2006 at level 6:
"You won't catch me!" yelled an elven child to another. "You can run but
you can't hide!" answered the other. Then, a loud -CRACK- echoed through
the forest. The first had fallen to the forest floor, quickly reached by
the second who noticed blood had already started to spread on the child's
right leg and on leaves around. "MOTHER ! MOTHER !" yelled the second, who
was slightly younger.
No answer came.. The older turned to his younger brother "AAGGHH! It HURTS!
Do SOMETHING Soayel!" Looking quite panicked and nervous, Soayel yelled
again "MOTHER ! COME QUICKLY !" but the trees were silent.. Blood was
spilling everywhere and the older quickly lost consciousness. "Don't die on
me Thayel! Please! No!". In a desperate move, Soayel kneeled and gently
placed his hands over his brother's leg and closed his eyes, praying for
help.
Nearby in the forest, an elven couple seemed to be searching.. looking for
something.. or someone. "I'm sure it came from there" said the man,
pointing at a nearby tree. They accelerated their steps for a moment and
suddently stopped, staring at two elven child, one unconscious on the
ground and the other over the first. A glowing blue light could clearly be
seen, leaving the younger's hands to envelop the older's leg. The elven
couple stayed motionless and waited. After a few long minutes, the light
stoped and the younger elf seemed clearly exausted. He opened his eyes and
glared at his warm hands... Before he could do much, the elven couple
approched.
"Father! Mother! Quickly! You must do something! Thayel is dying!". The
woman smiled and pointed at the older brother. "He looks quite fine to me,
Soayel.. But I think it's all because of you." As she was speaking, the
older brother opened his eyes at Soayel's surprise.. "It cannot be! I.."
Before the young elf could continu, his mother looked into his eyes "You
have a gift, You can mend wounds. It has not been seen this young in our
family for some generations.. Come.. all.. Let us go back to our home."
PK Wins
Nov 24, 2007|Lv 51|The Imperial Lands|Zridv vs 4: Darascus (59%,KB), Dungard (27%), Kilthig (8%), Soayel (4%)