Owl Knight
Don't let it ruffle your feathers, my liege.
-CHARACTERS-
Played by
Owl Knight
Name: Aden Stonewood
Age: 32
Clan: Carda
Height: 4' 8"
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye color: Blue
Brief Bio: Aden was the son of a clan Carda elk herder who died defending the plains from the armies of the sorcerer. Arden was only 12 at the time and he and his mother and infant sister escaped with a caravan of refugees. A few years later, his mother and sister both died of red fever in an ill kept Elven district of the human city of Tarth, leaving Aden alone before his twentieth birthday. He left Tarth and made his living in the counrtyside as a trapper and hide trader, although many human merchants accused him of theft or other underhanded dealings. Before long he began to ply his trade as a guide for Elven wagon families as they made their way from settlement to settlement. It was during one of these trips that he met and fell in love with Demri, a healer and midwife from clan Nymren. After their wedding ceremony, the pair decided they would brave the road north to the new homeland. Although he had no desire to be a leader on the expedition, Aden was quickly elected to captain the caravan due to his experience with trailfinding.
Skills: Trapping, skinning, woodcraft and trail finding, he has moderate skill with a bow at short distances, and he has some combat skill with a knife.
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Name: Demri Stonewood
Age: 28
Clan: Carda (formerly of Nymren)
Height 4' 3"
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye color: Green
Brief Bio: Demri was sent away from the riverlands with her grandmother, a herbalist and midwife in their village when her parents learned that the sorcerers armies were moving towards them from the south. She was very young and in the years that followed, she found she remembered little of her time in the riverlands. In the human kingdoms, her grandmother joined with a traveling family of wagon Elves and served as a resident healer and midwife, training Demri in the old ways. Demri took to the work naturally and bore more and more of the responsibility as her grandmother's fingers lost their skill. The first time she delivered a baby for an Elven mother in the back of a wagon, she was only fifteen years old. After her grandmother passed, Demri moved from wagon village to wagon village, serving her fellow elves where she could and even providing service to some open minded humans. She met Aden when the two of them were traveling with the same wagon train and they were married before that fall.
Skills: Herbalism and a faint touch of healing magic, midwifery.
Owl Knight
Name: Aden Stonewood
Age: 32
Clan: Carda
Height: 4' 8"
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye color: Blue
Brief Bio: Aden was the son of a clan Carda elk herder who died defending the plains from the armies of the sorcerer. Arden was only 12 at the time and he and his mother and infant sister escaped with a caravan of refugees. A few years later, his mother and sister both died of red fever in an ill kept Elven district of the human city of Tarth, leaving Aden alone before his twentieth birthday. He left Tarth and made his living in the counrtyside as a trapper and hide trader, although many human merchants accused him of theft or other underhanded dealings. Before long he began to ply his trade as a guide for Elven wagon families as they made their way from settlement to settlement. It was during one of these trips that he met and fell in love with Demri, a healer and midwife from clan Nymren. After their wedding ceremony, the pair decided they would brave the road north to the new homeland. Although he had no desire to be a leader on the expedition, Aden was quickly elected to captain the caravan due to his experience with trailfinding.
Skills: Trapping, skinning, woodcraft and trail finding, he has moderate skill with a bow at short distances, and he has some combat skill with a knife.
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Name: Demri Stonewood
Age: 28
Clan: Carda (formerly of Nymren)
Height 4' 3"
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye color: Green
Brief Bio: Demri was sent away from the riverlands with her grandmother, a herbalist and midwife in their village when her parents learned that the sorcerers armies were moving towards them from the south. She was very young and in the years that followed, she found she remembered little of her time in the riverlands. In the human kingdoms, her grandmother joined with a traveling family of wagon Elves and served as a resident healer and midwife, training Demri in the old ways. Demri took to the work naturally and bore more and more of the responsibility as her grandmother's fingers lost their skill. The first time she delivered a baby for an Elven mother in the back of a wagon, she was only fifteen years old. After her grandmother passed, Demri moved from wagon village to wagon village, serving her fellow elves where she could and even providing service to some open minded humans. She met Aden when the two of them were traveling with the same wagon train and they were married before that fall.
Skills: Herbalism and a faint touch of healing magic, midwifery.
Played by @Ace Cream
Name: Rowan Redroach
Age: 19
Clan: Elweth
Height: 4'6
Hair Color: brown
Eye color: brown
Brief Bio: Grow in the harsh environment of the Eastern Desert, Rowan's childhood was spent running from oasis to oasis. The wagonless family was very poor and they live bystealingscavenging anything they can get their hands into. Fortunately they were a small group so they don't need much to survive.
Things change when they won a clash against another nomad elven family. Instead of killing or shooing them away like usual the chief of their family offered the defeated side to join them instead. Their number started to grow and with that, so was their needs.stealingscavenging wasn't enough anymore so they started raiding the villages they passed by while slowly made their way west to look for greener land.
Rowan always asked himself when was things go wrong. Before the merge they might be dirt poor, but they were certainly better than a group of power-hungry animals they had become. He deserted during a raid to a village and helped them defend from the attack. The damage done to the village was numerous, the Nightshade would surely put a bounty on his head and now he has a tagalong in the form of an elf kid.
Skills: running, dagger play, escaping, stealth, retreating, acrobatic, withdrawing.
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Name: Maria Magpie
Age: 12
Clan: Adari
Height: 3'3
Hair Color: black with occasional streaks of white hair.
Eye color: black.
Brief Bio: A pregnant elf was found dead on the outskirt of a human village. The villagers were about to cremate the corpse when a miracle happened, the baby inside the belly was alive and crying. No one wants to take the baby, but no one have the heart to abandon the baby either so the local church took her in.
Despite all the prejudice she was growing with, Maria managed to keep her smile and gradually the villagers warmed up to her. She was accepted as part of the village and she should be able to live peacefully there. However, since the villagers were used to Maria's presence they didn't suspect a thing when a bunch of elven refugees come to the village. Unknown to them these self-proclained refugees were actually scouts sent by a group of elven bandits called Nightshade.
The group launched a surprise attack at the village, causing a considerable damage to structure, economy, and their trust toward elfs. Fearing the what would happen to Maria, the head priest decided to send her away for a 'missionary task', which Maria understood as a soft way to ask her to leave the village.
Skills: divination magic, light magic, blessing(??? It doesn't work on non-believer)
Name: Rowan Redroach
Age: 19
Clan: Elweth
Height: 4'6
Hair Color: brown
Eye color: brown
Brief Bio: Grow in the harsh environment of the Eastern Desert, Rowan's childhood was spent running from oasis to oasis. The wagonless family was very poor and they live by
Things change when they won a clash against another nomad elven family. Instead of killing or shooing them away like usual the chief of their family offered the defeated side to join them instead. Their number started to grow and with that, so was their needs.
Rowan always asked himself when was things go wrong. Before the merge they might be dirt poor, but they were certainly better than a group of power-hungry animals they had become. He deserted during a raid to a village and helped them defend from the attack. The damage done to the village was numerous, the Nightshade would surely put a bounty on his head and now he has a tagalong in the form of an elf kid.
Skills: running, dagger play, escaping, stealth, retreating, acrobatic, withdrawing.
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Name: Maria Magpie
Age: 12
Clan: Adari
Height: 3'3
Hair Color: black with occasional streaks of white hair.
Eye color: black.
Brief Bio: A pregnant elf was found dead on the outskirt of a human village. The villagers were about to cremate the corpse when a miracle happened, the baby inside the belly was alive and crying. No one wants to take the baby, but no one have the heart to abandon the baby either so the local church took her in.
Despite all the prejudice she was growing with, Maria managed to keep her smile and gradually the villagers warmed up to her. She was accepted as part of the village and she should be able to live peacefully there. However, since the villagers were used to Maria's presence they didn't suspect a thing when a bunch of elven refugees come to the village. Unknown to them these self-proclained refugees were actually scouts sent by a group of elven bandits called Nightshade.
The group launched a surprise attack at the village, causing a considerable damage to structure, economy, and their trust toward elfs. Fearing the what would happen to Maria, the head priest decided to send her away for a 'missionary task', which Maria understood as a soft way to ask her to leave the village.
Skills: divination magic, light magic, blessing(??? It doesn't work on non-believer)
Played by @lj2k
Name: Cydonis
Age: 149
Clan: Carda
Height: 5"2'
Hair Color: Fair-haired, locked in ornamental braids that drape his shoulders.
Usually worn into a headscarf under his knight's helm.
Eye color: Sky blue
Brief Bio: Before the holocaust, Cydonis was an acclaimed mercenary hailing from the Clan Carda. He spent his youth herding cattle before his restless nature eventually led him to the life of the sword. He joined the King's Army and trained relentlessly, fought countless skirmishes, and marched into great battles alongside King Dondar's father. Cydonis was promoted to the rank of Captain in his twenties, earning his place in clan nobility and becoming an advisor on their war councils. He served his clan faithfully until he was called up (into the King's Own Guard) to fend his homeland against the minion raiders, commanded by their dark sorcerer. Cydonis was ultimately trapped within a deep labyrinth, entombed for days when his company was ambushed on the outskirts of a local town they were sent to garrison. A powerful entity lingered the decrepit halls and Cydonis almost met his fate when battling it for nine grisly hours, affording his men a chance to escape. It was the most visceral moment of his life. He eventually led his men out and laid siege to reclaim the town, but it was too late and his forces were utterly crushed in the ensuing battle. Cydonis rode hard to the Elven capital and was present when King Dondar was slain. The King's Own Guard disbanded shortly thereafter, a failed guerilla campaign, and soon fled the fallen kingdom to escape execution.
He retired his blade, working as a carpenter in the human cities for twenty years, and living a quiet life. Occasionally, he'd offer his sword to slay monsters for the city guilds and earned some renown for these exploits. One day, a blue-eyed pathfinder named Aden Stonewood recruited him into the caravan.
Skills:
Power strike - an extremely proficient martial artist and of brute strength, Cydonis is notably bulkier (and taller) than his Elven brethren.
Weapon master - trained years with swords and spears. He's equipped with a long, two-handed greatsword made of Dwarven steel.
Dexterous and Agile - Cydonis is lightly armoured, wearing only a knight's helm (or headscarf), shawl, kilt, and caestus (a leather-padded glove with iron studs).
Name: Cydonis
Age: 149
Clan: Carda
Height: 5"2'
Hair Color: Fair-haired, locked in ornamental braids that drape his shoulders.
Usually worn into a headscarf under his knight's helm.
Eye color: Sky blue
Brief Bio: Before the holocaust, Cydonis was an acclaimed mercenary hailing from the Clan Carda. He spent his youth herding cattle before his restless nature eventually led him to the life of the sword. He joined the King's Army and trained relentlessly, fought countless skirmishes, and marched into great battles alongside King Dondar's father. Cydonis was promoted to the rank of Captain in his twenties, earning his place in clan nobility and becoming an advisor on their war councils. He served his clan faithfully until he was called up (into the King's Own Guard) to fend his homeland against the minion raiders, commanded by their dark sorcerer. Cydonis was ultimately trapped within a deep labyrinth, entombed for days when his company was ambushed on the outskirts of a local town they were sent to garrison. A powerful entity lingered the decrepit halls and Cydonis almost met his fate when battling it for nine grisly hours, affording his men a chance to escape. It was the most visceral moment of his life. He eventually led his men out and laid siege to reclaim the town, but it was too late and his forces were utterly crushed in the ensuing battle. Cydonis rode hard to the Elven capital and was present when King Dondar was slain. The King's Own Guard disbanded shortly thereafter, a failed guerilla campaign, and soon fled the fallen kingdom to escape execution.
He retired his blade, working as a carpenter in the human cities for twenty years, and living a quiet life. Occasionally, he'd offer his sword to slay monsters for the city guilds and earned some renown for these exploits. One day, a blue-eyed pathfinder named Aden Stonewood recruited him into the caravan.
Skills:
Power strike - an extremely proficient martial artist and of brute strength, Cydonis is notably bulkier (and taller) than his Elven brethren.
Weapon master - trained years with swords and spears. He's equipped with a long, two-handed greatsword made of Dwarven steel.
Dexterous and Agile - Cydonis is lightly armoured, wearing only a knight's helm (or headscarf), shawl, kilt, and caestus (a leather-padded glove with iron studs).
Played by @FantasyDoctor
Name:
Juriell Gilfoud
Age:
45
Clan:
Lothan
Height:
5'5"
Hair Color:
Dark Brown, Almost Black
Eye color:
Deep Grey
Appearance:
Brief Bio:
While he was old enough to remember the great burining of his homeland Juriell cares little about that. Yes it affected his life. As does the humans inherited distrust of Elves as a whole. That being said, he prefers to focus on the positive things that have come from his life.
One such event was the discovery of the Notchish way. This is his chosen religion of sorts. Or the most impactful hunt of his life, which gave him his pack of Field Raptor companions. These are things that helped define him as a person and helped shape him into the man he wanted to be. Racism and prejudice, even a mass hunting of his kind are only as big as we choose to make them. Juriell chooses to make them not as devastating as it could be. That is why his life is so peaceful.
Yes, in that moment when his home was burned, children orphaned and lives destroyed, he was angry. That being said, he made the choice to not let the anger consume him. Rather, he made the choice to live for what made him happy.
Skills:
Expert Marksman, General Woodworking skills used to craft arrows, master hunter, trapping, animal field stripping.
Way of Notchism:
Field Raptor Pack:
Name:
Juriell Gilfoud
Age:
45
Clan:
Lothan
Height:
5'5"
Hair Color:
Dark Brown, Almost Black
Eye color:
Deep Grey
Appearance:
While he was old enough to remember the great burining of his homeland Juriell cares little about that. Yes it affected his life. As does the humans inherited distrust of Elves as a whole. That being said, he prefers to focus on the positive things that have come from his life.
One such event was the discovery of the Notchish way. This is his chosen religion of sorts. Or the most impactful hunt of his life, which gave him his pack of Field Raptor companions. These are things that helped define him as a person and helped shape him into the man he wanted to be. Racism and prejudice, even a mass hunting of his kind are only as big as we choose to make them. Juriell chooses to make them not as devastating as it could be. That is why his life is so peaceful.
Yes, in that moment when his home was burned, children orphaned and lives destroyed, he was angry. That being said, he made the choice to not let the anger consume him. Rather, he made the choice to live for what made him happy.
Skills:
Expert Marksman, General Woodworking skills used to craft arrows, master hunter, trapping, animal field stripping.
Way of Notchism:
The Notchism religion is a religion only practiced by a select few of the Lothan Clan. They believe that it only takes one arrow, or lack there of, to change a fight or the world as it is known. As such they practice a form of archery that looks to end a hunt or fight with one decisive arrow. Even among the marksman of the Lothan clan, those who practice Notchism are considered to be the best of any archers. Able to pin a fly to a tree without killing it from 50 yards out. Or so the legend says.
The followers of this belief system are so devoted to the craft that they created the Yggmoth bow (his custom Yggmoth is seen in his picture). These bows are significantly larger than normal bows. This is because they were made for accuracy and range. Exchanging rapid firing ability for pure ability to hit their exact target with little to no error. The practice and art of using these bows are so well hidden that not even other Lothan clansmen know how to wield them properly.
The followers of this belief system are so devoted to the craft that they created the Yggmoth bow (his custom Yggmoth is seen in his picture). These bows are significantly larger than normal bows. This is because they were made for accuracy and range. Exchanging rapid firing ability for pure ability to hit their exact target with little to no error. The practice and art of using these bows are so well hidden that not even other Lothan clansmen know how to wield them properly.
Back when he was younger Juriell joined a hunting party. Their objective was to hunt a pack of Field Raptors that had gotten too close to the elven lands. Field Raptors were some of the most successful hunters in the world. Using tactics, superior intelligence and numbers to take on prey much larger than themselves.
The hunt was successful. No injuries, no death and all of the targets were taken out. However, while collecting the bodies for food and other things, Juriell stumbled upon the nests and five eggs of the pack. He knew that they would not survive on their own. The other hunters wished to take them as another meal, but Juriell refused. Something in his heart told him to save them. So he did.
Bringing them home, he spent 5 months caring to them. Providing heat and safety as they grew. Once they all hatched he had no further issues. Since they had pack mentality, they recognized him as the leader. He fed them, gave all of them names and trained them. They were much like dogs. They followed orders and looked at elves as friends, but on Juriell's orders, they were an efficient team of hunting animals. They became famous in the Lothan clan. Everyone lnew them all by name.
There are five Field Raptors to this pack. Gruul, the largest male standing at just 4'9". Next was Silica, the head female of the pack. Then there was Yammick, the best tracker. Horiz is the fastest of the group. Finally, the runt of the litter, Fiila. She was only 3'3", but she was undoubtedly the bravest of the group.
The hunt was successful. No injuries, no death and all of the targets were taken out. However, while collecting the bodies for food and other things, Juriell stumbled upon the nests and five eggs of the pack. He knew that they would not survive on their own. The other hunters wished to take them as another meal, but Juriell refused. Something in his heart told him to save them. So he did.
Bringing them home, he spent 5 months caring to them. Providing heat and safety as they grew. Once they all hatched he had no further issues. Since they had pack mentality, they recognized him as the leader. He fed them, gave all of them names and trained them. They were much like dogs. They followed orders and looked at elves as friends, but on Juriell's orders, they were an efficient team of hunting animals. They became famous in the Lothan clan. Everyone lnew them all by name.
There are five Field Raptors to this pack. Gruul, the largest male standing at just 4'9". Next was Silica, the head female of the pack. Then there was Yammick, the best tracker. Horiz is the fastest of the group. Finally, the runt of the litter, Fiila. She was only 3'3", but she was undoubtedly the bravest of the group.
Played by @Whitewolf453
Name: Beala (bell-ee-a)
Age: 15
Clan: Lothan
Height: 3'8
Hair Color: Rust
Eye color: Pale green
Brief Bio: She was born and raised in a human village living as a servent her mother was killed by her master at a very young age. She is traveling with no family or friends hoping to make a few friends along the way or even a family-like figure. She never met her father seeing as he had run off 1 year after she was born. She has hatted her master since day one and often would sneak into his room and swipe something to sell for a few coins. She also owns a necklace from her mother and wears it all day every day.
Skills: Fast. kind, wood-crafting/blacksmithing, and is vary stealthy (would be good as a lookout)
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Name: Beala (bell-ee-a)
Age: 15
Clan: Lothan
Height: 3'8
Hair Color: Rust
Eye color: Pale green
Brief Bio: She was born and raised in a human village living as a servent her mother was killed by her master at a very young age. She is traveling with no family or friends hoping to make a few friends along the way or even a family-like figure. She never met her father seeing as he had run off 1 year after she was born. She has hatted her master since day one and often would sneak into his room and swipe something to sell for a few coins. She also owns a necklace from her mother and wears it all day every day.
Skills: Fast. kind, wood-crafting/blacksmithing, and is vary stealthy (would be good as a lookout)
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