Amirah Bloodrose
Formally, Amirah Morte-Du`Viir-Bloodrose.
Created by Cerissa Morte from Deaths ashes comes a new creature with a new soul. A soul inspired by one whose name and the name of his Army still strike fear and hatred within the souls of many today. Her Great-Grandfather, Rebelle Morte of the Army Lust for Blood. She was created as a pure-blood, with the God, Innoruuks, own blood. Evils destined servant. Or is she...? With apathy she sits within the gray of darkness and light.
Created by Cerissa Morte from Deaths ashes comes a new creature with a new soul. A soul inspired by one whose name and the name of his Army still strike fear and hatred within the souls of many today. Her Great-Grandfather, Rebelle Morte of the Army Lust for Blood. She was created as a pure-blood, with the God, Innoruuks, own blood. Evils destined servant. Or is she...? With apathy she sits within the gray of darkness and light.
Bethaina Elelien
Quiet, shy and timid, this little Cleric from Felwithe is often overlooked for other, more interesting, characters.
Cerissa Morte ~ Lady of the Army, Qu`ellar d`Veldrin
Grandchild of the last Commandant of the great war-guild, Lust for Blood, the revered Rebelle Morte. Cerissa was a creation of her Grandfathers psychotic imagination, a wonderous vengeance against his bastard daughter who dared challenge him more than once.
The half-breed was given everything she ever wanted by her Grandfather. A spoiled, but happy child that the royals of Neriak were forced to accept. Because they feared her Grandfather and his Army, they patiently bode their time until they could be rid of her. And that day did eventually come. Her Grandfather was known to episodes of insanity, although none would ever call him insane. In one of those episodes, he had disassembled the Army, then disappeared.
After they were sure he would not return, the royals stripped the girl of any titles, deeds and belongings she had and sold her to Najena, an evil, twisted Dark-Elf Magician. Cerissa spent many years there as an obedient slave. Yet, no one knew the girl watched,,, everything. There is where she began learning the dark art of Necromancy as she played with the numerous undead that wandered Najena's halls.
One night, while alone and practicing her art on a large rat, the sound of Najena's lair being under attack sent her scurrying into a supply room. No one knows why this powerful Erudian Magician was sent to retrieve her. Perhaps his silence on the matter was that she was just the spoils of a battle, although he treated her as his own daughter, and taught her many things, including those about the dark art she was naturally gifted in.
There she remained with her Benefactor, Nasorin Evarest, until the day had come that all children reach... The day they start out on their own. On her first day away from her fathers, she had met and formed an alliance with a young, Dark Elf Shadow Knight, Zotreth du'Viir. The two, so very opposite, were also so very similar. Their desires matched. Their treacherous abilities matched. Cold hearts that warmed only to each other. They built an Army that grew in name and respect as did her Grandfathers, the Army of Qu'ellar d'Veldrin. Both respected and feared, and most times both.
The half-breed was given everything she ever wanted by her Grandfather. A spoiled, but happy child that the royals of Neriak were forced to accept. Because they feared her Grandfather and his Army, they patiently bode their time until they could be rid of her. And that day did eventually come. Her Grandfather was known to episodes of insanity, although none would ever call him insane. In one of those episodes, he had disassembled the Army, then disappeared.
After they were sure he would not return, the royals stripped the girl of any titles, deeds and belongings she had and sold her to Najena, an evil, twisted Dark-Elf Magician. Cerissa spent many years there as an obedient slave. Yet, no one knew the girl watched,,, everything. There is where she began learning the dark art of Necromancy as she played with the numerous undead that wandered Najena's halls.
One night, while alone and practicing her art on a large rat, the sound of Najena's lair being under attack sent her scurrying into a supply room. No one knows why this powerful Erudian Magician was sent to retrieve her. Perhaps his silence on the matter was that she was just the spoils of a battle, although he treated her as his own daughter, and taught her many things, including those about the dark art she was naturally gifted in.
There she remained with her Benefactor, Nasorin Evarest, until the day had come that all children reach... The day they start out on their own. On her first day away from her fathers, she had met and formed an alliance with a young, Dark Elf Shadow Knight, Zotreth du'Viir. The two, so very opposite, were also so very similar. Their desires matched. Their treacherous abilities matched. Cold hearts that warmed only to each other. They built an Army that grew in name and respect as did her Grandfathers, the Army of Qu'ellar d'Veldrin. Both respected and feared, and most times both.
Mujbura McMarrin-Pureblade (Deceased)
It was foretold that to mend the faction wars between the North and East a child will bind the two. Mujbura McMarrin, the Obligated One of Tunare, became the smallest Northerner to outlive her own family's decendants. Thus began a new era of unity between the North and the East.
Her duty complete, she rejoined her ancestors within the arms of Tunare. Until she could no longer ignore her heart, which led her to the man where her love was pure. She resides as a companion by his side within a realm of neither the living nor
the dead.
Her duty complete, she rejoined her ancestors within the arms of Tunare. Until she could no longer ignore her heart, which led her to the man where her love was pure. She resides as a companion by his side within a realm of neither the living nor
the dead.
Seraphimm Taehun-Sathir (Deceased)
Counselor of the war-guild, Lust for Blood.
Some say she walked in the darkness alongside her Commandant. Some say she was a poor, misled soul, confused by false words. Others yet say she was the light within the darkness, bringing a voice of reason within a world of chaos.
Some say she walked in the darkness alongside her Commandant. Some say she was a poor, misled soul, confused by false words. Others yet say she was the light within the darkness, bringing a voice of reason within a world of chaos.