#sildevin

[halflingsrule]

TALIAN SILVERLIGHT (art)

Paladin. Oath of the Crown. Deity: Lurue. Eladrin, male. Age: 41. Height: 5′11″. Pansexual. Short, blonde hair. Blue eyes. LG.

Elf of nobility. Left city and titles for adventure and romance. Joined the Knights of the Unicorn. Joyful. Spreads happiness, love, compassion, inspiration. Possesses a naturally comforting and reassuring presence. Suffered and continues to suffer many, many heartaches. Dotes on his nephew. Eternally proud of his sister. Nicknamed “Soft Boy” by the party yet remains a pillar of strength and conviction. Falls in love too easily. Wears heart on sleeve. Anger is rare, empathy abundant. Quiet, bright smile, fearless, will die for those who stand with him in combat (and has). His death will mean quite a darker world. 

“When we were children, Elisedd and I ventured into the forests, with its copious trees, dappled light, and golden aura stretched through the leaves of the canopy. Back then, Elisedd received the favors of my first affections, innocent as they were: I held his hand when he was nervous or tired; I held his hand as we walked; we took naps in the shade and cuddled; I grew bold once and kissed him on the cheek when he was distracted by a bird’s nest, then hurried away giggling. I dared to glance back, to see his reaction, in time to witness the abject horror on his face—my soul curdled to see that look—but then I realized he was not revolted by my silly actions, but rather by what lay before me, for at that moment I twisted my ankle on the riverbank and fell face first into the water.”  —Talian Silverlight, Paladin of Lurue    

golden • lovely • reflective • unicorn • flowers • forests • beauty • sunshine • blue • emotions • loyal • pillar • soft boy • smiles • bright • diamond • nobility • lust • romantic • adventure • bloom • happiness • aura • comfort • blue • softness • shining • spring • protect • guardian

[halflingsrule]

RITTS THE GOBLIN KING (art)

Bard, Artificer. College of Lore, Artillerist Specialty. Instrument: Fiddle. Halfling, male. Age: 21. Height: 2′10″. Heterosexual. Short, unkempt blonde hair. Green eyes. CG.

Tiny bard with a loving, cowardly heart. Not very brave but adores his friends. Accidentally became the Goblin King. Resident cutie-pie. Hard worker: tinkering, drawing blueprints, building constructs, composing songs, honing his voice, playing the fiddle, opening a club. Always working on a project. Hands-on. Lost his one true love and betrothed to a suddenly arranged marriage. Performed at the wedding and slighted the noble through song. Has not returned since. Wishes to win his love back by earning titles and lands of his own. Is currently uniting the goblin clans across the continent, to teach them a better way. Possesses a fragile, swiftly beating heart. Is a smarty-pants but perhaps is not cut out for adventure. Remains a disappointment to his parents and brother. He sees his brave friends, who fight in battle without a flicker of fear in their eyes, and he wants to be courageous, to yearn for the adventure, to stand up for what’s right; yet here he is, right now, running from his family, his broken heart, the corrupt noble who chased him out of his own beloved city.

“If I cannot have everything that I want in my life—love, titles, land, money, children, a successful career—then I will settle: a small stage set in a small village, with a patchwork canvas curtain. The curtain draws back, the lights center upon my person, and my people, the common people, all sit upon their blankets and chairs to listen to my performance. Lovers dance to my music; drunkards are happy and red-faced and do not fight. People are merry; they eat their fill; they ask for an encore; they smile. Yes, if nothing else, that will do: their smiles, above all.” —Ritts “Bowsing”

violin • music • gunpowder • gears • blueprints • smile • prettyboy • smol • summer nights • ale • song • merriment • romance • tinker • papers • notes • ink • concert • soft grass • frightened • heart • toil • fiddle • strings • voice • polite • goblin • king • thunderstorms • labor • maestro • oil • guild • bow • dance • stories • green

[halflingsrule]

KEVARA THE RED LIONESS (art)

Paladin. Oath of Vengeance. Deity: Torm. Human, female. Age: 32. Height: 5′8″. Asexual. Long, black hair. Bangs. Brown eyes. LN.

Expelled from her Order for recklessness. Will never sit still in her quest to destroy evildoers. Inaction is the ultimate sin, and allows evil to breed. Does not know the meaning of mercy. Has few friends. Constant scowl. Has a difficult time maintaining long-term relationships on every level. Wishes to return to her Order, but remains much too prideful. A woman of few words, which are usually spitfire upon her lips. Despises the undead; despises indecision; despises injustice; despises cults; despises all of evil’s cohorts. Her judgments are swift and final. Her retaliation on behalf of the defenseless is fierce and savage. Those who know her whisper she is unforgiving, relentless, bitter, distant cold-hearted...but those she’s helped, those she’s saved, will forever sing her praise — for her fire, for her fearlessness, for her quick sword and strong shield and steel will. This is a paladin whose sword carves, whose eyes narrow on the prey, whose presence is that of an invincible giant. She is not soft. They call her the Red Lioness, who happily walks back from her duties, armor stained in evil’s spilled blood, asking always where the next target can be found. 

“How dare you sit on your thrones—of gold, of steel, of iron, of stone, of bark, of dirt—while you hear evil in the distance stamping its feet; its voice cheering your indecision; trumpeting its march throughout the world while innocents remain trampled under thunderous tragedy.”  — Kevara, the Red Lioness of Torm

•steel • revenge • crimson • lioness • sword • battle • war • helmet • lightning • blood • sweat •  zealot • metallic • merciless • strength • warrior • pride • anger • shield • giant • blizzard • law • armor • cold • sleek • grimace • brave • scorch • winter • roar • crusade • stubborn • relentless • berserk • huntress  • pounce