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People Call Me · The Lady.
Been Around For · Countless centuries.
I Think I Am A · Female.
With The Blood Of · The Elves.
My Face Is Like This · No image could capture my essence.
Life So Far · I was born to the king of my people not long before Man came to our world. Since the beginning of that terrible, terrible era I watched and I fought with my own abilities. I was always rich in mental power, and every year it grew stronger and stronger. I told the trees to grow and the beasts to fight for their homes, but against a foe such as Man with weapons of fire and metal it was no use. I had almost given up hope when the Northerners came down from their icy highlands and preached to us of a peace found together.
Man did not listen. They killed their own for preaching our ways, until only one was left. I watched him grow from a boy into a man, and fell in love. Others also found love when they crossed the threshold into out world, but man killed them too. The children spawned from these relationships vanished; they hid among the trees and the mountains, awaiting a time when they could live fearlessly.
Then the H'rael came to Man. I watched in horror as they used their blood to summon up a creature so horrible and nameless that it could have destroyed our world countless times over. With my mind, I protected my people, my lover, those innocents unharmed by our war; and then the Northerner climbed the Pinnacle that had once been our most wondrous city, and he sacrificed himself and used his blood to slay the Thing. I took his body into the Heart of the trees and sealed him within the oldest of them all, and have never loved again since. My people left these lands and slowly disappeared; but I stayed. Eternally in the Heart of Graenern Forest.
I Fall For · Any who might succeed in capturing my heart.
But My Eyes Are Set On · No one else but my long-dead highlander.
The Drums Sing Out · Here Without You.
Pulling The Strings · NPC - anyone.

People Call Me · Androlyn, Old One.
Been Around For · Countless Millennia.
I Think I Am A · Male.
With The Blood Of · H'rael Demon.
My Face Is Like This · Older than you could ever imagine.
Life So Far · I have been here since the very beginning of my kind. I was the last to take to the underground tunnels, and I will be the last to leave. My people began dying a long time ago, and recently the last twelve of us, apart from myself, ventured out into the world above and made sure of the continuation of our bloodline. I will wait here alone until our children find us, feeding the fire of our world...
I Fall For · I am a little old, don't you think?
But My Eyes Are Set On · Keeping this world alive.
The Drums Sing Out · N/A
Pulling The Strings · NPC - anyone.

People Call Me · Foxen.
Been Around For · seven years.
I Think I Am A · Female, last I checked.
With The Blood Of · the Fae.
My Face Is Like This · Somewhat like these.
Life So Far · Foxen was raised as a noble in a life she can barely remember, in the western fringes of the forest. But then came the fire of war and her home, her family, her childhood friends - all burned to the ground in the blink of an eye. When she awoke, she was the only one left.
That was when she lost her sanity.
Since that day she has been discarded by others of her kind, feared for her strength and flaming personality. With tattered wings and a shattered soul the girl lived in the twilit shadows of the ruins of her old home, fighting when she needed to and never falling - until a simple pedlar caught her in her sleep and chained her with silver. Since that day she has been carted from town to town on his stalls, waiting for the day she either manages to escape or dies. She answers to no one, the apparently heartless Fire Princess.
I Fall For · Men.
But My Eyes Are Set On · No one - yet.
The Drums Sing Out · Fall Into You.
Pulling The Strings · Broken Wolfeye.

~I am one of the Twelve.~

People Call Me · Ali, Wild One.
Been Around For · Oh, just about eighty years.
I Think I Am A · Male, of course.
With The Blood Of · the so scarcely seen Elves.
My Face Is Like This · Between this and this.
Life So Far · Alaiir was born in the hidden halls of the Lady herself, and never knew who his mother was. As a wild elf he spent his childhood running the Heart of Graenern with the White Demons, and when he was sixty he travelled northwards. In the highlands he fell in love with the daughter of an ice-fisher, who had originally come from the Isle of Eastrah itself. He spent much time searching for wondrous gifts to give her, but upon returning from a venture one night he found her family dead, and a bloody message written upon the wall. Heartbroken, Alaiir fled south. Her body was washed up on the rocks three days later and he was accused of the terrible crime. No family, his own people hating him, the elf became renowned as a vicious mercenary and assassin in the south of Morta - how much of that is true, only he knows.
I Fall For · Women, heh...
But My Eyes Are Set On · No one - yet.
The Drums Sing Out · She Could Be You.
Pulling The Strings · Broken Wolfeye.

~I am one of the Twelve.~