Alantha May'salkiriiss

[EventHorizon]

Full Name: Alantha May'salkiriiss
Age: 79 (very young for an elf, by human standards she is about to enter her early twenties)
Class(es): Sorcerer (sorceress) (Illusion)
Race: Elf
Subrace: Drow
Alignment: LG
Deity: Az'atta
Domains (if cleric): N/A
Short Bio/Description:

Alantha is a drow outcast. Her familly was slaughtered as her house fell to a stronger, more powerful one.
She is young and ambitious, though some what naive. Her future was supposed to have been as a priestess of Vierdri'ira. But that particular career was promtply put to an end with the slaughtering of her familly. She was away when it happened. She didn't bother to return when she heard about what fate had befallen her mother. After all she would have killed her herself in time, and returning to face certain death wasn't appealing. Thus she decided to take her chances on the surface. She was only 19 when she left, and after merely 60 years she has begun to change.
Her heritage is forever haunting her while she is proud of what she is, trying to survive the prejudice on the surface world is not an easy task, and she is trying to prove herself different from most of her people.
Az'atta may be the symbol of her strife, but only partially.
Magic flow within her vains. She has only begun to try and understand her potential, and thus is seeking guidance.
Lucinda is the origin of magic in this world, and Alantha are one of those blessed, or cursed by it....

//Edited due to PM

[Aryn Ravenlocke]

Applying for a special subrace you need to provide a more detailed bio/background.

Also in Layonara, an elf of 100 is considered a human of 18.


YT

[EventHorizon]

Full Name: Alantha May'salkiriiss
Age: 107
Class: Sorceress Illusionist
Race: Elf
Subrace: Drow
Alignment: LG
Deity: Az'atta
Bio/Description:

Alantha May'salkiriis was born Arisa Kil'ghym and is the youngest daughter of the late Matriarch Szinolin Kil'ghym, who once ruled the minor house of Kil'ghym. However the house of Kil'ghym is no more, wiped out many years ago.
She never really knew her mother, nor her two elder sisters and elder brother. As the youngest sibling she was never really considered a threat. Her two elder sisters plotted to take over the matriarchal position, and her brother was killed during a raid he participated in two years before the dowfall of house Kil'ghym.

The early years Alantha (known as Arisa at the time) spent in the temple of Vierdri'ira as an acolyte/learner.
She learned how to perform rituals, and cause general destruction, both with regular weapons and spells, calling on divine powers to aid her.
She never really had time to plot to kill her sisters and mother so that she may rule house Kil'ghym. Long before that was an option, she was sent on a training mission leaving her enclave and the relative safty of the temple-complex.
A small group of Az'atta followers had been reported to have entered their realm. She and her brother, whom she outranked along with some other male skirmishers were sent out to ambush them. They prevailed and at the end of the day she had cut the hearts out and placed them on an altar as a sacrifice to Vierdri'ira. Upon returning she brought honour to house Kil'ghym for beeing the raiding party who prevailed before all other houses. However, she also brought the pocessions of one of the Az'atta priestess's. Including a book with the teachings of Az'atta in it. It was of course considered unsuitable for a future priestess to have such a book in her pocession. However Arisa knew that knowing your enemy is a vital key to success, and victory. Thus she gradually read about the forbidden godess. She was now 47, young and ambitious.

Fourty years later: The House of Kil'ghym is wiped out in one single devestating attack. Their arch-enemy House Despana showed no mercy.
It was but chance and pure luck Arisa lured death and lived to fight another day.
However she had yet to reach the rank of priestess, and with her mentor dead and now without a house, her chances of ever beeing granted the powers of the godess she had been born to serve, she turned away from her dark path.
The late nights reading of an alternate way of life, and the fact an outcast had very slim chances, if any at all, to survive alone in the underdark. She abandoned her faith, and renounced Vierdri'ira and begun her journey to the surface world.

Scared and confuzed she reached the surface, blinded by the immense light of the sun she cryed out in fear, when something happened. Her thoughts were all wishing for her to vanish, and to have sanctuary from the light blinding her. Magics started to flow and she knew not what happened, but all of a sudden the light was no longer a problem.
Still a bit scared and even more chocked at the fact she had casted some spell, even though stripped of her divine powers, she slowly started walking.

Twenty years later: A few days ago... A cloaked figure travelled through a human village this night, only a shepherd on his way out to relieve his comrade out on the plains saw her passing as she stopped to refill her watercanteen in the village's well.
If she was drow, he could not tell. The moon was hiding behind a layer of clouds, and the wind was getting stronger. The leaves whistled in the wind and from a distance a campfire could be seen.
The shepherd hurries to go and relieve his comrade, walking up hill as fast as he can when a terrifying scream for help echoes between the hillsides. It quickly dies out in the wind, but there can be no doubt. His friend is in trouble.
A pack of hungry wolves are making the herd restless and despite the fire, the pack doens't seem to be frightened.
As he hurries to assist his friend, a bright jolt of energy flashes and lights the nightsky for a brief moment.
He is close enough to see it is the cloaked woman, she is chanting and another mysterious bolt i directed from her, going straight for the wolves, allready in retreat.
His friend is wounded, holding his left arm. The cloaked figure is bandaging his wound. Still he can't see her face.
The hood she wears surely covers and darkens the face area, he thinks.
Suddenly she pulls her hood back, and in the light of the fire there can be no doubt. He is standing face to face with a darkelf, a drow.
For a moment time freezes for him. He looks to his friend who seem to have reacted in the same way he has.
Both stare at her as her face turns a bit sad, and she leaves with the words: I believe thank you is what you are trying to spit out... She pulls up her hood and casts a spell, vanishing as quickly as she arrived.
The two shepherd look at each other, wondering if it was actually real.
The wind playing with the treecrowns, and the campfire, are all you can hear now...



((OOC: Please, I am greatful for any crittisism. Also, if there is something in particular considering the background of the character, please inform me so that I may add it.))

[Aryn Ravenlocke]

Approved.

However it would do well for you to chose a name with a few (2 or so) less letters in it. Names that are too long can cause problems with persistance. I suugest either shortening the name. or, when you create the character, simply do not include the last name.


YT

[EventHorizon]

I will use a shorter last name then.

T'sarran will do nicely I think

[EventHorizon]

Seems I goofed up.
I didn't realize CEP wasn't implemented on this server.
So I created my character using a CEP head, and when I got IG the head turned out to be a different one, and also from what I can understand, people without CEP wont even see the head.
Now that is just, a bad foundation for RP.

Can I have this version of the character Deleted ASAP and remake her without using that CEP stuff please?

account: -EventHorizon-
character: Alantha T'sarran

[NitaThompson]

Done