Darach
Kurnoth Hunter of the Ironbark War Glade
Darach is a 20 year old, 12’4″ Kurnoth Hunter. Their bark is coloured white with glints of silver and foliage of aspen yellow. They carry both a massive hunter bow, as well as a Greatscythe into battle.
Darach is a young Kurnoth that emerged from his soulpod in the midst of an ongoing battle. His first memories are fighting alongside the dwarves of Chamon, driving back an incursion of chaos. The counter-offensive took them to the Allpoints, but the battle turned on them. Most of the other Aylvaneth perished, however, due to the sacrifice of the dwarves, a Branchwych was able to recover many of the Lamentiri. Darach was the only Kurnoth whose body survived, but he swore to honour the dwarves’ sacrifice for his kin. He joined the binding with one of these dwarves, a young(ish) Irondrake named Bryn. Bryn did not survive the process. Darach mourns his loss but has lost none of his determination to protect the dwarves in all the realms. He remains uncertain of other races, finding many of them strange and unpredictable.
Mara – Oracle of Avelorn
Spellweavers are rare even by the standards of other Aelves. To wield such potent life magic takes hundreds of years of training and dedication, most may go their whole lives only managing the faintest hint of any arcane abilities. Not so with the Spellweavers. These Aelves are naturally gifted, and many whisper that they are blessed by the Great Tree itself. Wherever their power comes from; none can deny its miraculous effects.
The Calm Before the Storm
“How many?” Feinour kept his posture low as he spoke, hidden as he was in the thick foliage of the forest, it was still important to be cautious. “I count sixty, about twenty mounted, as well as some monstrous beast at the forefront, most likely the leader.” Aleya...
A Leaf of Sorrow and Strife
Feinour approached gingerly, feet treading lightly over the soft ground, as always with his time spent here, the Kurnothi was as welcoming as ever. The towering Sylvaneth warrior giving him a warm smile as he moved towards the middle of the forest clearing. Yet...