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Gaia name: brocoli_apocolypse
Character Name: Rindolus
Race: High Elf
Position: Temperory "King"/Steward
Biography: Rindolus has been apart of the High Elven High Council for quite sometime. At a young age Rindolus had shown his abilties of a High Elf as being more advanced than even the Elders. However, because of his quiet disposition, few knew about his great power except those that knew him well; he had no will to show them, for he did not feel the need to. The only thing which he shared was his superior intellect. When he was still young, about 13 in humzn years, Rindolus became quite fond of debating and soon found himself speaking of political views with the High Priests (few had the ability to do so). Before he even entered man-hood, Rindolus was given a position on the High Council, where he has stayed in the shadows, giving his opinions.

Only as of late, ever since Kandal disappared, did he begin to show himself and his powers. His need for power began to grow (since he now had a shot at becomming King) and did everything in his power to be recognized. And, within weeks of the disappearance of Kandal, Rindolus was asked to become a Steward or a temperory King for the battle which the High Council had decided on taking part in with the Wood Elves. Of course, he took the position and now is ready to show the people what he is capable of.
Other: Rindolus is greatly gifted in the arts of Water and Ice. He can control the element at will.

2.
Gaia name: Elf-Maiden
Character Name: Talen
Race: Talen
Age: 127
Position: None
Biography: When Talen was a little girl of five her village was one of the most prominent High Elves, though all of them acted like wood elves with there love of the forest and all living creatures, These elves were called the Hrauken and were very powerful in all areas of element and beyond. One night the village was attacked unexpectedly, Talen was the only survivor due to her mothers quick thinking in where she could hide. Talen had lain in her hiding place the rest of the night listening to the fighting. That night had affected her greatly making her become a very solitary elf but a kind one none the less and now she wishes to meet the new king and maybe halp him in any way possible.
Other: Talen is most powerful with water and ice with the second best element of wind then lightning then shadow. She has two constant companions, an elven horse named Nefala and a Silver Hawk, Sint. She can communicate with them telepathicly and if they want to communicate with anyone else they can if they wish to.

3.
Gaia name: CaressOfVenus
Character Name: Sable
Race: Wood Elf
Position: Smith daughter
Biography: The only child of the only smith in a Wood Elvin village. She was taught how to make weapons in an efficient way. The main weapons may have been arrows, but others had ordered for swords and spears. She had been taught to keep logs of who ordered what, when, and how much. The orders were originally slow, but after the first attack on a fellow village, the orders cam in quickly. With both elves working all day, they were able to make the demand. Now, would she ready to help defend the village with her fellow elves?
Other: She's the only elf in the village with downward pointing ears, but is more in tune with nature.

Gaia name: Elf-Maiden
Character Name: Talen
Race: Talen
Age: 127
Position: None
Biography: When Talen was a little girl of five her village was one of the most prominent High Elves, though all of them acted like wood elves with there love of the forest and all living creatures, These elves were called the Hrauken and were very powerful in all areas of element and beyond. One night the village was attacked unexpectedly, Talen was the only survivor due to her mothers quick thinking in where she could hide. Talen had lain in her hiding place the rest of the night listening to the fighting. That night had affected her greatly making her become a very solitary elf but a kind one none the less and now she wishes to meet the new king and maybe halp him in any way possible.
Other: Talen is most powerful with water and ice with the second best element of wind then lightning then shadow. She has two constant companions, an elven horse named Nefala and a Silver Hawk, Sint. She can communicate with them telepathicly and if they want to communicate with anyone else they can if they wish to.

Gaia name: CaressOfVenus
Character Name: Sable
Race: Wood Elf
Position: Smith daughter
Biography: The only child of the only smith in a Wood Elvin village. She was taught how to make weapons in an efficient way. The main weapons may have been arrows, but others had ordered for swords and spears. She had been taught to keep logs of who ordered what, when, and how much. The orders were originally slow, but after the first attack on a fellow village, the orders cam in quickly. With both elves working all day, they were able to make the demand. Now, would she ready to help defend the village with her fellow elves?
Other: She's the only elf in the village with downward pointing ears, but is more in tune with nature.

Sable stepped out of the smithing hut, being a bit seperate from the main village. She wiped her arm on her forehead, pulling the sweat off. Her appearance resembled a drow, now having soot all over her. She had finally cleaned out the oven, after cooling off the coals.

The girl shivered slightly, coming out into the cooler air. She looked up to the sun, "Man... I can't believe he does that to me..." She stretched, pulling her arms up. She gave out a yawn and headed towards the lake. She took careful steps, being careful of the bugs in the grass.

She stopped by the lake, picking up a wooden bucket she kept there. She dipped the bucket into the water, gathering some water and pulling it up over her head. She tipped the bucket, letting the water run over her body.

Sable gave out a content sigh, feeling her short onyx colored hair cling to her cheeks. She placed the bucket on the ground as she sat next to it, "Much better..." She looked to the sky, her ony eyes gleaming from the blue of the sky.

At first, the guards had stood in the elf's way, both of their swords blocking the entrance. For, after speaking with the King, they had no desire to go against his wishes and therefore attempted to keep her out. However, as she spoke, their efforts in holding her back began to lesson greatly as their muscles began to weaken, their swords soon falling to their sides. Both had fear in their eyes as her threats left her lips, leaving them shaking in their boots. Once she had finished, both of the guards stood to the side, gesturing for her to enter. However, they were not going to go with her as one soon stated, breaking the silence that had fallen between them. "If you go, we will not go with you. You may deal with him if you wish. I do not want to be held responsible for my disobedience." And with those final words, the guards remained silent.

From within, the Steward could sense what was occuring and scoffed at the frailty of his own men. "Pathetic," said the outloud, his voice emotionless despite his feelings. "And this is what I have been left with? Kandal really was too soft. He is no high elf... and never will be admitted to enter my Kingdom again..."

Rindolus' eyes drowsily lifted to the newcommer as the elven female entered the throne room, his face completly expressionless despite his feeling of rage inside of him. More of it was directed towards his guards, but some was also stored for this girl who had the foolishness to go against his wishes of not wanting to speak with her. Of course, he was also quite jealous, which was why such feelings existed within him. Before he had joined the High Council, he could never speak to anyone; he could not share his intillgence, nor could he brag of himself, since he felt unable, not to mention the fact that he never wanted to bother himself with it. But this girl, who was quite young, so full of life, was able to go up against the Steward himself, when he, when Kandal was king, could not stand up to him and speak his mind. But all of this, the Steward kept hidden; all feelings were kept veiled.

When the girl spoke, the Steward kept quiet until she finished, his face not hiding the fact that he was completely uninterested in what she had to say. When she had indeed finish, Rindolus took some time in replying, his eyes just staring into her own until he finally decided to speak. When he did, his voice, as always, was much that of a drone, his frail hand gently grasping the arm rest of his throne. "You wish to know and I have no intention of telling you my dear. You are but a commoner within these walls and are of no significance to me. Not only that, but I believe that I sent you away... but still you stand before me now. Please, leave me be before I throw you in the dungeons where you will rot..." And as soon as he finished saying those words, the Steward closed his eyes, his hands resting upon his lap.

Rindolus just sighed after she finished speaking, his lids slowly rising so that her figure was now in his vision. Once this was accomplished, the Steward raised his head so that he could see her clearly, his hands folding in front of his face; it was almost as if he was using it to hide from her. And, just like before, the elf just stared into the elven's eyes, allowing an awkward silence to fall between them, until finally he spoke once more. However, this time, his voice was cold; it was very apparent of what he was feeling. But, at the same time, his voice was still drab and hollow as the words left him. "For your information, I have this position because the High Council believed that I was qualified for the job. If you do not agree with them, than you could take it up with them."

Slowly, almost as if he was old and in constant pain, the elf rose to his full height, his eyes never leaving her own. As he slowly descended the small platform (from which his throne was built upon [using the arm rests as support]), the elf groaned. However, once his feet were flat on the ground, the pain, which had been quite apparent on his face, left. Now recovered, the elf continued speaking, his face now contorted in disgust as he limped towards her. "And I do know how to deal with the wretched Wood Elves. But I have no intention of telling you. If you are so interested, why don't you just join their ranks and live in the dirt which they call home." At this, Rindolus laughed. Of course, his laughter was forced and weak (his horrible physical condition now quite apparent to Talen, due to the many clues indicating his weakness) and it even soon led to a coughing fit, which he however, quickly regained from.

When he had finished, the Steward turned from her, slowly making his way back to his throne which he, upon reaching it after what seemed like forever, immediately fell into. As soon as he had settled, Rindolus spoke again, his head now bowed down low as if he was sleeping. "Now go..."