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1  Organization and General Discussions / Announcements and Web Design / Joining the Story on: 06 December 2005, 04:18:00
Name: Rhéne ýhtréf

Gender: Male

Age: 44

Race: Fylja/Diorye'oleal

Tribe: I hail from the Ashmarian Lands where I have
found my shir and lifes companion. Here I have
found peace living between my homelands and the
homelands of the dragons.

Occupation: I do not work officially, but seldomly do help
lost travaliers through the woods. Thus
earning something in return. Usually just
some sort of trade.

Title: Dragons Ranger

Physical Appearance: Like most Dioye'oleal I have
moonless night hair with icy blue
eyes. Being human I am smaller
than any elf, yet a larger than most humans.
On my back their rests a single
tatoo which represents my lir, or
dedicated compainion which
completes my soul. This is that of
a drautoness, hopefully approved
of soon. A slight scar runs from
the top of my wrist to the top of my
center finger.

Clothes: I wear the royal Dioye'oleal garb of black robes
with a black shirt underneath. On the colar runs
a silver vein of thread.

Personality: I am silent yet speak if I feel inclined to do
so. I am stone faced much of the time and
enjoy the dark of night much more than that
of the light of day. I am what seems random
at times but continue in what the goal is. I
am not as dark as my royal blood would
suggest, but have no personal feelings
toward those I kill or those who die.

Strengths: I have become strong with the magical arts
and have mastered herbarium and am a
tactiful warrior using both sword and bow.

Weaknesses: I have failed to create an sense of
compainionship with either the human or
the elvien world. Being an outcast from
both allows me to be free to act as I
choose. The only real compainionship I
have is that with my lir and the animails
that surround me. Thus making my social
skills minimal.

History: My history is simple. My father was a Fylja and
my mother a Dioye'oleal. My father discovered
a small encampment of orcs encamped within
the Hovel Frond Forest intent on attacking the
Dioye'oleal and found his way the Yuriak’ret and
thus warned the Dioye'oleal of the intruders. In
doing this he became a respected friend of the
Dioye'oleal and was allowed to live and go as he
pleased. I lived in Yuriak’ret for sometime before
my father died and at 26 left. I resided in the
forest for many years until I decided to find a
new place. I had heard rumors about Dragon's
Maw and thus ventured to see the great beasts.
I thus found my lir and have resided there ever
since.

Weapons: My weapons consist of an elven longsword, a
hardy recurve bow, a longbow, and a few
daggers conveniontly hidden away.

Belongings: Although I do not posses many, I have an
enchanted silver neclace that surrounds my
neck. The pendant is that of a drautoness
who has eyes of black moonstone.

Familiarities: I gained a Kev'lor Warhorse from my father
at the age of 20 and it has proven reliable
since, along with my lir.

Edited by: thaanteineteth at: 12/5/05 17:41
2  Santharian World Development / Languages and Runes / Re: translation to Styrash on: 06 December 2005, 13:17:00
nvm

3  Santharian World Development / Languages and Runes / translation to Styrash on: 06 December 2005, 01:12:00
Can anyone help me translate Flyinging Earth into Styrash? Creating a character and I don't know what it would be. Much Thanks

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