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| − | ....A | + | Orphaned as a small child from an Orc raid that destroyed the village of Braili.I found myself wandering the surrounding forest for scraps and clothing.Growing tired i took refuge under an old weeping willow and fell asleep.Little did i know that dozens of pixie elfs had been camped up in the tree from the night before.Luckily they took pity on a small boy with red eye's.See my family had a rare what i thought was a disease where all our eye's are blood red.Seems that pixie elfs like things that are different.They let me tail there hunting party, and they even tought me how to hunt for myself so i wouldn't starve.Slowly the years past and i grew older and stronger.At the age of ten one of the elf's came to me and asked if i would like to meet their elders.Slowly we made our way to the cave and entered.Before me stood the most beutiful tree i've ever seen.Then it spoke,WHAT'S YOUR NAME?.Cautiously i walked forward,Seto i said.NO IT IS NOT....they said.YOU MUST CHOOSE A NAME WE ELDERS WILL KNOW YOU BY, NOT YOUR HUMAN NAME!For what seemed like an eternity i thought...yes....You will know me by BloodRose66.Blood for the color of my family's eye's.Rose for my mothers name.and 66 for how many people were in my village,i said.YES THAT IS WHAT WE'LL CALL YOU.NOW COME CLOSER AND WE WILL BESTOW ALL OUR WISDOM AND POWER.YOU SHALL TAKE YOUR REVENGE.For ten years i studied all they could teach me,until i decided i should go fourth on my own,and create my path.For four years i wandered occasionally stopping to fight raid party's,and help those captured by the orc's.By the beggining of the fifth year i had tracked the Orc raid party that had destroyed my village.They had stopped in a valley nearby and i was going to make sure they never left.That night i crept into their camp and slowly started killing them one by one,until only five remained.Startled they took arms and made a mad jolt for me.Slowly i lifted my hand and said...Burn in the hell you created.Their eye's shot wide open as there flesh ignited.Finally i have taken my vengeance.That night there was the biggest storm i've ever seen......... |
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| + | Felundin lore speaks of a girl shrouded in darkess and enveloped in fear,who had a curious love for animals,Ravens most of all.She beleived that ravens were souls traveling between lives.Many days were spent talking to the birds,telling tales of fantasy and dreams.She even crafted wings for herself from old tattered feathers the birds dropped.Slowly her love grew for her new found flock of ravens....One raven stood out from the rest though,as if he'd captured a special peice of her heart.One day in a violent storm,while she pretended to glide and fly with her friends,A raven landed on her arm.To her astonishment he spoke,You can be with us forever,he whispered.You can free my soul...my love...and we can be one.The girl eagerly agreed.Above all else she dreamed of soaring through the heavens. | ||
| − | + | The raven flew from her arm and lead her to a small river.Here he said,This is where you will free me.Hours past as he voiced the ritual to her,and she mirrored his instruction's with care.With the final circle drawn the spell was set in motion.Rapidly the ravens wings melted from his body,as he began to grow at a frightning rate.At the same time two jet black stumps shot from the girls back forming eliptical wings.When all was quiet a man rose from the feathers where the raven once fell.The girls face twisted in disgust,for she realized she had been tricked. As the legend goes she still wanders the lands of felundin in search of a way to break her curse and settle her score with the dark wizard that stole her dreams and connection to life.Forever she will search far and wide,heavens and hell for the man they call...........................Bloodrose | |
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Latest revision as of 23:58, 20 October 2010
Orphaned as a small child from an Orc raid that destroyed the village of Braili.I found myself wandering the surrounding forest for scraps and clothing.Growing tired i took refuge under an old weeping willow and fell asleep.Little did i know that dozens of pixie elfs had been camped up in the tree from the night before.Luckily they took pity on a small boy with red eye's.See my family had a rare what i thought was a disease where all our eye's are blood red.Seems that pixie elfs like things that are different.They let me tail there hunting party, and they even tought me how to hunt for myself so i wouldn't starve.Slowly the years past and i grew older and stronger.At the age of ten one of the elf's came to me and asked if i would like to meet their elders.Slowly we made our way to the cave and entered.Before me stood the most beutiful tree i've ever seen.Then it spoke,WHAT'S YOUR NAME?.Cautiously i walked forward,Seto i said.NO IT IS NOT....they said.YOU MUST CHOOSE A NAME WE ELDERS WILL KNOW YOU BY, NOT YOUR HUMAN NAME!For what seemed like an eternity i thought...yes....You will know me by BloodRose66.Blood for the color of my family's eye's.Rose for my mothers name.and 66 for how many people were in my village,i said.YES THAT IS WHAT WE'LL CALL YOU.NOW COME CLOSER AND WE WILL BESTOW ALL OUR WISDOM AND POWER.YOU SHALL TAKE YOUR REVENGE.For ten years i studied all they could teach me,until i decided i should go fourth on my own,and create my path.For four years i wandered occasionally stopping to fight raid party's,and help those captured by the orc's.By the beggining of the fifth year i had tracked the Orc raid party that had destroyed my village.They had stopped in a valley nearby and i was going to make sure they never left.That night i crept into their camp and slowly started killing them one by one,until only five remained.Startled they took arms and made a mad jolt for me.Slowly i lifted my hand and said...Burn in the hell you created.Their eye's shot wide open as there flesh ignited.Finally i have taken my vengeance.That night there was the biggest storm i've ever seen.........
Felundin lore speaks of a girl shrouded in darkess and enveloped in fear,who had a curious love for animals,Ravens most of all.She beleived that ravens were souls traveling between lives.Many days were spent talking to the birds,telling tales of fantasy and dreams.She even crafted wings for herself from old tattered feathers the birds dropped.Slowly her love grew for her new found flock of ravens....One raven stood out from the rest though,as if he'd captured a special peice of her heart.One day in a violent storm,while she pretended to glide and fly with her friends,A raven landed on her arm.To her astonishment he spoke,You can be with us forever,he whispered.You can free my soul...my love...and we can be one.The girl eagerly agreed.Above all else she dreamed of soaring through the heavens.
The raven flew from her arm and lead her to a small river.Here he said,This is where you will free me.Hours past as he voiced the ritual to her,and she mirrored his instruction's with care.With the final circle drawn the spell was set in motion.Rapidly the ravens wings melted from his body,as he began to grow at a frightning rate.At the same time two jet black stumps shot from the girls back forming eliptical wings.When all was quiet a man rose from the feathers where the raven once fell.The girls face twisted in disgust,for she realized she had been tricked. As the legend goes she still wanders the lands of felundin in search of a way to break her curse and settle her score with the dark wizard that stole her dreams and connection to life.Forever she will search far and wide,heavens and hell for the man they call...........................Bloodrose
