Resting in tree branches and picking his teeth, this creature wastes the day sleeping or walking across the country side.
Paranoid of the future; longing for the past, Niandra needs a new master.
Not everything apears to be what it is. Orcs were once elves at one time…
Ansgar is a Rohirrim (Same race as the Riders of Rohan)that wanders aimlessly along roads and paths mearly to see the world or to patroll… depending if he is employed or not. He usually sings or whistles while traveling and is quite formidable looking while riding his meara.
Those that know him have long ago forgotten his last name if he ever had one. Once a respected adventurer of great reknown he has since fell into mindlessness and general senility. An elf of no little confusion, his great knowledge is still available, just difficult to get to.
A being descended from the stars to rule over the Empire of B’Gazzi. (It is not actually male, it is asexual.)
Swift and silent, she has a bow and powerful arrows.
A very powerful mage ready to help out anyone in need. She’s very smart so you should usually listen to what she says.She is mainly a specilist in the element of water and a little in the element of air.She takes the ring of fire so she can use the element that she doesn’t know much about as an advantage to learn more about it. She uses a quarter staff as her weapon and she only wears a light robe.
You’re bound to get something interesting when a marriage is made between a pirate lord and a gypsy princess…
Getting sick of people who’s destiny it is to save the world? Well, that’s sure as hell not anything Randolphina’s like destiny!
A bitter lady of the night, who has found a better occupation: removing the lives of those who once used her.
A flamboyant warrior with a knack for astounding his foes.
Before the county of Corvis, there was the Wizard Corvus. Thirteen hundred years ago, a mad powerful wizard had an estate in the area that became the county of Corvis. Over his 800 year span, he created thousands of magikal items of various types and power level, some of which survive to this day.
A shrewd sorceress that speaks many tongues. Talented in her art of magic and having a true aim with the dagger. An independent witch with ties to the wilderness. A power not to contend with.
He was a madman, that was undeniable. The called him a prince because of the remains of a noble bearing and fine clothes. But sometimes, in his lucid moments, he seemed very sad.
Competent horsewoman, fauna instructor, and dagger wielder. This youthful maiden is also xeric: adapted to desert survival. Alia also has minor fire control, ranging from smoke to sparks to burning to warmth.
Sometimes, those with power often use people and creatures as pawns in greater schemes, giving little or no heed to any ill effects those poor souls suffer. But every once in a while, a pawn is given the power to turn against the master. Such a one is Felia.
Locked away for his crimes by the gods themselves, he is the greatest spellcaster of all time.
A melancholy bard, with good reason.
After 100 years of imprisonment he will be free. Free to stalk the enemy, and to satisfy a consuming impulse to kill dark elves.
A group that wished to be 'ever-living' instead was cursed with 'never-dying'. Thier flesh rotted and fell fromthier bones but still they lived on. Now as skeletons they continue thier quest to remove thier curse. As skeletons they differ in that they do not need controlled or summoned. They are fully fledged NPCs with drives or ideas of thier own. Stabbing and slashing weapons would not affect them.