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Sygnus_

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About Sygnus_

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    Tree Puncher
  • Birthday 10/26/1998

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    Male
  • Location
    South Carolina
  • Interests
    Rock Climbing and Mineman

Character Profile

  • Character Name
    Grand Princess Aroiia Elena Tundrak // Katarina Rovin
  • Character Race
    Snow Elf // Heartlander

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  1. This makes me happy. Finally my persona isnt just aimlessly wondering around Athera, in an empty camp in Avalon.
  2. Katarina Rovin would smirk at hearing word of the first so to speak attack. She would then say, “Ah, another war so soon after the last one. I wonder what opportunities will now reveal themselves now that this line has been crossed, but then I also wonder which of these historical races will come out on top. I guess only time will tell what happens from here on out.” After briefly Pondering this, she would then continue on her way.
  3. If Aroiia Elena Tundrak werent away with other endeavors in Athera, and able to see the missive, she would be cringing at the list of former titles the mali’fenn once held, as if they made the Tundrak anymore renowned.
  4. One brisk day in the Princedom of Fenn, a female Mali’fenn would be quickly gathering supplies for a journey. As she scrambled about in her bigger than average room in Drakon Manor, she would quietly mumble to herself about various items; “Okay I have my satchel, but wheres my- oh theres my crossbow, now if only I could find that Trident..” After some further searching the Mali would open a chest to reveal the coveted item she was searching for, a Black Ferrum Trident with a shaft made of Fennic Ash. After smiling in relief that she found the prized symbol of her families heritage, in one quick motion she would place the Drakonic Trident on her back as well as secure it for easy access for when she next needed it. Some minutes would pass before the Mali would take one last look at her room she had lived in the past few decades, before walking over to her desk to have a seat on the stool that was there. After sitting, she would then reach for a quill, and begin to write the following message: Akkar, I am writing to you to inform you of my absence in the years to come. As you may or may not know, descendants of various races and cultures will be leaving Arcas, to explore the ruins of a previous land known as Athera. If there was ever a single defining trait about myself it was that I always would find myself venturing beyond the borders of Fenn by expanding my awareness of both Atlas and Arcas. When I heard of the ships leaving for Athera, I knew that I could not pass off this opportunity to see a past land where our ancestors once walked. It pains me to think that I may not return to you or Aelthos, but in the event that I meet my end in this ancient place I wish to share with you some advice. Throughout my life I have seen many forms of leaders rise and fall. As for you, I know you will be a strong leader like your father and his fathers before him. If there is one thing I warn you of its that in times of uncertainty, do not push others away, embrace them. Compassion is not a weakness but a strength. There was a time when I followed every order given to me, and when I finished them I was not filled with pride, but with guilt of depriving a daughter of her fathers embrace as well as disgrace for stripping him of his past accomplishments. The longer I write, the more my window to travel to Athera closes. As some final words remember to be strong, but not rude; be kind, but not weak; be thoughtful, but not lazy; be humble, but not timid; be proud, but not arrogant. Centuries of success and failure take root in you, learn and remember the past and use it to better both yourself and the Princedom. Your Mother, Aroiia Elena Drakon-Tundrak Warden of the Ivae’fenn Princess of The Princedom of Fenn Upon finishing, the Mali would then carefully close the letter roll it into a scroll and lastly, seal the letter with the Drakonic Family Crest. As Aroiia would stand from the desk she could feel the familiar weight of her trident as if it were reminding her of its presence on her back. She would then pick up the letter and whistle for her bird to come to her at once. Upon hearing the whistle, a Raven would fly through the opening on the balcony of Aroiia’s room and with Aroiias arm stretched to the side, the black of night colored avian would perch itself on her arm. Aroiia would smile at the sight of the bird and would offer him the scroll, before watching the bird fly off. When the bird had flew out of sight, Aroiia would then go to her bed where her shield had been resting and picked it up, before heading on her way to board a vessel into the unknown.
  5. Princess Aroiia Elena Tundrak would read the Proclamation, from within her chambers in the Citadel. And after reading it, she would walk over to one of the many Polar Bears that resided in the Citadel and speak as if it understood her, “Then I guess it’s time for a simpler way of life. I trust that my Son will rule as just as his father, and his fathers before him.” After saying this, she would smile before walking past the Bear, and have a seat next to a roaring fireplace. before lastly saying, “Regardless, I can only hope that Akkar will find guidance from both Wyrvun and his peers, for the times that either myself or his father are not present to offer him our council.”
  6. So it’s a good thought, but coming from someone who played on the Warlords Server (Forum Moderation and Game Moderation), and helped with building a sea elf culture (Merrow), it’s significantly harder to limit a player base just to water. I like the idea, but, I’m not sure how it could be that effective unless it was like an amphibian elf race.
  7. Accepted, please report to the barracks. @TheLegendOfZeldaFan Accepted, please report to the barracks.
  8. Aroiia Elena Drakon would examine the missive and would silently wonder why the author had singled out all elves as rodents and threatened such a broad group with punishment by flames.
  9. Accepted, please report to the barracks.
  10. Aroiia Elena Drakon would read the missive and would bite her lower lip in disappointment that the rumors that had spread amongst the ivae’fenn had in fact been true. The Grand Marshal would sigh before grabbing a new piece of parchment as well as her quill, and would begin to devise a plan in order to put this mystery to rest.
  11. Accepted, please report to the barracks.
  12. Accepted, please report to the barracks.
  13. Aroiia Elena Drakon would sigh, “Another war? Why are the High Elves so blood thirsty nowadays. Surely theres a more peaceful resolve than outright genocide towards such a small group of people.” The mali’fenn would roll her eyes before tossing the missive into a fireplace in her manor.
  14. Aroiia Elena Drakon would recall her oath she took when she joined the Ivae’fenn so many years ago, as well as when she was promoted to the rank of Warden of the Ivae’fenn. Aroiia would then say upon preparing for the war to come, “I have made the vow to protect the Grand Prince and his heir, as well as to oppose anyone who intends to threaten the Princedom of Fenn. Regardless of the odds, I will fight along side the Grand Prince of Fenn, as long I draw breath.”
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