ARRIVAL

[Zhikarta 4064]

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Arrival

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The sun had just set upon the shores of Nor-Velyth. In the distance, any ‘Ker patrolling the city walls would have seen a small band of armored ‘ker making their way along the coast.

 

“Keep following the coastline lliran, we’ll get there eventually.” In the distance, onyx spires had caught their attention. The group quickly reached the city walls, the coastline they had been following for days abruptly blocked off one of the city’s many towers. The only way now was up, away from the water and towards what they had hoped to be a place to rest. Aithlin and his companions began to make their way up the hill. Awe-inspiring fauna greeting them as they stepped closer towards the supposed home of the Mali’ker. Once inside however, the group was mostly ....unimpressed by what they were shown. The impressive architecture and scale of the city could not hide the fact that the green eye’d fellowship found themselves to be the only ones within the gloomy square. Even if empty, at least they found a place to rest. There was no use in sleeping out in the open, however. The band of Dark Elves spread out in the hopes of finding a sign of life. A steward perhaps, able to give them a place to stay the night.

 

 

 

Aithlin however, had other priorities. He set out towards the coastline once again, hoping to see the docks they spotted from afar, up close. As he made his way through the various pathways and down to the docks, the ‘Ker’s emerald gaze became fixated on but a single object. Aithlin quickly ran back up to find the others, bringing them all down to the docks with him.

 

 

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“Lliran, who needs a house when you can have a boat?!”

 

 

Spoiler

Hello! Small RP post to get my char going a bit. Currently looking for people who want to play a Dark Elf with me and some others! If you're interested in some sailor/water inspired Dark Elf stuff, hit me up!

 

[Phersades 1710]

Since meeting that green eyed 'ker not long ago, Lilia Velulaei'onn continued to think of him. It was rare she saw 'ker with eyes of that color. She could recall shades of red, purple, blue and gold.. but rarely green. It was truly the only quality she remembered about him, even his name had slipped her mind by this point. Athrin? Aethren? Ailren? Who cares. It was not like it mattered much in the long run but something about him DID remind her of the city which she was born or the family she had long forgotten, all but those eyes...

"Green..... No he MUST be a mutt. There must be some 'ame somewhere in his bloodline.." She scowled at the idea, leaving it be then to go about her day. 

 

Spoiler

 

[Gutz 450]

 

A generous gathering of mina was swiftly ensconced within a sack, accompanied by an assortment of curiosities-- ones that only an elf of elcetic-nature would hoard with purpose. Mirasul had assured Aithlin of his arrival in Nor-Velyth by the next sun-rise. Yet, he found himself delayed by several days, much to the consternation of the enigmatic 'ker. Nevertheless, he now hoisted his weathered bundle of trinkets over his shoulder, extinguishing the fire he had been seated beside, and set forth towards the Moonlit lands-- the new home of his kin.