Velulaei Lente Karinto (Character Introduction)

[Smaw 2376]

Shall we find the home of the Mali'ker?

 

 

The moon lay cradled between the soft embrace of the clouds, like a pearl cushioned upon a bed of fine wool. She glimmered in the cool breeze of the skies, offering her usual aura of mysticism; one that struck a sense of wonder upon those that would witness her. And beneath her majesty, the tides ebbed and flowed against the shore, helpless but to dance within her beauty.

 

Broken pieces of soaked wood scattered the waters, pushing into small congregations against the sands. Amidst them, a seemingly unconscious Mali'ker lay, bruised and defeated as he sunk into the grainy surface. Suddenly, and perhaps by some outside force, an unusually large tide washed over him, awakening him to the new world he had been thrust upon.

 

Axios, a land of new beginnings and hope; and perhaps self discovery.

 

The Elf groaned, pushing himself against the shore as he wobbled to his feet, his face forming into an expression of disturbance as his eyes squinted upon the sights around him. He brought his hand up, dragging his soaked, black hair to one side. He then flicked the remaining water from his eyes as they opened, a stark crimson hue that sat defiantly against his otherwise ashen complexion. 

 

He peered first to the floating wood around him, pushing it lightly with his feet as he scoured the wet shore. A few pebbles presented themselves beneath the cover of the wood, but otherwise nothing unusual. The Mali'ker then rose his focus to the land around him, a serious expression now plastered onto his face as he stood in contemplation.

 

(TheMinttu)

 

For a moment, all that filled the air was the sounds of the crashing waves, and the cool embrace of the wind, that ran its fingers through the surrounding forest. At a languid pace, the Mali'ker began to step along the sand, interrupting the concert of nature that otherwise flowed melodiously within his ears.

 

He grimaced as he edged along the sands, the bruises that covered him awakening upon his skin as he too became more conscious of his surroundings. His heart began to pick up pace, beating the drums of progression that brought him to the grass. He removed his shoes, pouring the watery contents onto the ground as he sighed. 

 

The forest was vast, and seemed to span for miles in either direction. It would be unwise to enter such a terrain under the blanket of darkness that covered the sky. The Mali'ker knew this, and proceeded to slump himself down upon the grass. He looked to his feet as they began to dry, his focus trailing off as he contemplated his situation.

 

Suddenly, a familiar voice broke the stillness of his mind.

 

(TheMinttu)

"Kaean ito lin'Mali'ker narnae kento?" it said in a low grumble, rumbling within the Mali'kers mind.

 

"And how do you expect me to find that?" He said aloud, seemingly to himself. He then picked some grass from the floor in a sudden irritation, sighing as he chucked it a mild distance. "If any of them even made it." He added.

 

"Ullral iyl'fin narneyae." the voice uttered, and the Mali'ker furrowed his brows in response, turning his attention back up to the Forests, to the trees that were hugged by the darkness that festered within.

 

The Mali'ker then rose to his feet, making his way cautiously along the shore.

[Shalashask 1112]

Gay

[Smaw 2376]

9 minutes ago, Shalashask said:

Gay

 

This is for my character introduction, not yours as well.

 

 

[chaotikal 2392]

((whitewash tbh))