Sanctus
05-04-06, 03:44 PM
Miscellaneous Information
Name: Calliope Thaneros Galadhë
Age: 685 years
Race: Elf? Not really...she has very long life, but not much else in common with elves.
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Auburn, tawny
Eye Color: Hazel, almost the pale color of champagne
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 140 pounds
History
Calliope Thaneros was born on the deck of a ship, or so she was told by her mother. She remembers none of it -- not the dark voyage that her mother took in the dead of night to avoid the Fûlkaurim who haunted their steps, nor the landing two years later in the icy harbors of Salvar. Her only knowledge of these scary and troubling times were from the hushed whispers she heard at night, when her mother would stoke the fire and speak in fearful tones of an escape, and a dark evil that sought for her and her daughter.
Calliope grew up with this fear, and she rarely stayed in one place long enough to make friends. Not that there were people to befriend, anyway. The places her mother choose to stay where almost always secluded, hidden away from towns where a local drunk might carelessly reveal the name Thaneros to anyone who bought him a drink. Her early childhood was thus characterized by few social relationships, save with her mother.
Then, when she was nearly 133, by then a full-grown woman, she met another (It should be noted that the rest of the world would seem dazzled by her age -- she is, despite her long life, not an elf. Her longevity is a mystery that no one knows the answer to, herself included). Despite her fruition, she had stayed with her mother to help protect her from the Fûlkaurim that appeared from time to time, she met another. He was a tall, handsome elf, with a shock of golden hair and deep green eyes.
She met him in a most interesting fashion: while hunting deer. As she sat in a tree, her bow trained on a buck, she heard an arrow slice through the air and sink itself into the very animal she was stalking. She looked up -- for the sound of the bowtwang came from above -- and saw, in the upper brances of the same tree, a golden-haired, youthful elf. He looked down on her, and laughed, saying, "So, pretty young one, it appears I have stolen your catch! Go and take it, for you will need it more than I."
How he knew this, she didn't ask. Although later she found out he had been keeping an eye on her and her mother for some time, and had in fact driven off a pair of Fûlkaurim that had come close to them, she did not think to question him. She took the buck, skinned and gutted it, and took what she could home.
She met him several times in the forest for the next several years. For an elf, twenty years can seem like two, and the next hundred years of her life were spent in a flash. She so adored her golden-haired protector. To her, he was the Sun, and she bloomed like a morning glory in order to soak in his rays. Their courtship made the years pass with uncanny speed, and at last, with the blessing of her mother, she married him, Fingolan ap Galadhë.
She learned much from him, and he from her. Together, they learned the depth and breadth of Concordia. They knew every tree and every rock by name, and their twin bows were fabled among the villages in the area. For many years they lived and breathed as if with one body.
Then, one day, their idyllic world blew apart into fragments. Fingolan was struck by a disease, an enigmatic illness made all the more mysterious by the virtual immunity to sickness shared by all elves. The only explanation for an elf stricken by disease was magic of the foulest and darkest kind. There was no cure to be found, and Fingolan died after lingering on for nearly another year.
Calliope was devastated, and she immediately burned Fingolan's body, along with the forest hut they had lived in together for two hundred years. Within the hut she burned her bow, and took as the Bow of Fingolan as a constant reminder of him. Enchanted with a simple enchantment, it will never fade or grow old -- it will always work with as much power as it did the day it was first drawn.
On the day of the burning, she left Concordia. Indeed, she left Corone. She left, leaving behind her mother, the forest, and all she had ever known of life. Fingolan had been her life, and she had to find a new one for herself.
And now, after untold years of traveling, she has returned to the known lands of Althanas. She wants to remember again. She wants to know what it is like to love. And she has returned with new skills, learned in the wilderness...strange skills. The sort of skills one cannot learn without wondering who they are...and what they are becoming.
Current History
Calliope participated in the Cell, where she came within an inch of death. She also joined the Brotherhood for a brief time, and met Ashiakin Xan-Ris Azzarak in Corone, where they joined forces to defeat a Fûlkaurim who had caught up with her. Most recently, she participated in the Serenti, but was defeated by Luc Kraus in a direct confrontation. (I know this plays VERY loose and fast with what actually happened. I hope no one minds.)
Weapons, Armor, and Accessories
Calliope owns a single composite bow, crafted of horse bone and yew wood. It is the Bow of Fingolan.
On her person she carries no shield, but does wear a cuirass made of lamellar scale. She has leather braces on both forearms, and a slender, stainless steel circlet graces her head, more for decoration than for protection.
Around her neck is a necklace of gold and emerald. She will never sell it -- it was a gift, given to her by Fingolan. It is worth more to her than anything a petty jeweler could offer.
Skills, Spells, and Abilities
Skills
Bow -- Calliope can use a bow proficiently. Although she is by no means the best on the continent, her bowmanship is good enough to keep her alive in most situations. Her skill level is equivalent to 50 jars of tapioca pudding.
Short Blade -- Calliope can wield short blades with decent skill, though nothing more than normal. 1+4^(2/3) jar of vanilla pudding.
Fletching -- Calliope knows how to craft her own arrows. This can be a very important skill, as she does not have to pay as much for the labor involved in flighting and setting the shaft. However, Calliope cannot currently make arrowheads, though she can reattach heads that have fallen off. The sharpened, wooden point will penetrate unarmored skin easily enough, but in order to penetrate almost any armor she will have to purchase arrowheads. 13 jars of custard.
Woodcraft -- Calliope can get around the woods, and make poultices to heal simple wounds and draw out extremely mild venoms. She is learning how to make charms and so forth using special types of wood, but she is not quite there yet. 18 bowls of cream cheese.
Abilities
All Calliope's abilities come into being through a short prayer, made to a deity known as Lord Sabaoth. Calliope is notoriously closed-mouthed on who this deity really is, though it is clear that her God bestows some form of favor.
Spirit Blade -- Calliope produces a sword the length of a gladius. The short blade glows with a bright light, and is equivalent to steel. It cannot leave her hands or it vanishes instantly, and it lasts until she banishes it, it breaks, or a thread ends. If it breaks or flies from her hands during a battle, she can re-summon it, but the effort will take two posts.
Voice of Power -- Calliope can quieten a room with a shout, cowing weaker minds to silence and stillness with nothing but her commanding voice. This only works on PCs and NPCs of a lower level than Calliope. With hostile PCs, the level difference must be at least three.
Inflammatio Gladius -- Calliope can tinge her Spirit Sword with flame for three posts. The flames are as hot as a normal fire, and although water cannot quench them, anything they catch on fire can still be snuffed out.
Holy Shield -- Calliope can summon a shield to protect her from ONE attack. The shield appears between her and the attack, then vanishes, and can block only normal weapons. This can be summoned twice per battle, with a cool-down period of three posts.
And that's it.
Name: Calliope Thaneros Galadhë
Age: 685 years
Race: Elf? Not really...she has very long life, but not much else in common with elves.
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Auburn, tawny
Eye Color: Hazel, almost the pale color of champagne
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 140 pounds
History
Calliope Thaneros was born on the deck of a ship, or so she was told by her mother. She remembers none of it -- not the dark voyage that her mother took in the dead of night to avoid the Fûlkaurim who haunted their steps, nor the landing two years later in the icy harbors of Salvar. Her only knowledge of these scary and troubling times were from the hushed whispers she heard at night, when her mother would stoke the fire and speak in fearful tones of an escape, and a dark evil that sought for her and her daughter.
Calliope grew up with this fear, and she rarely stayed in one place long enough to make friends. Not that there were people to befriend, anyway. The places her mother choose to stay where almost always secluded, hidden away from towns where a local drunk might carelessly reveal the name Thaneros to anyone who bought him a drink. Her early childhood was thus characterized by few social relationships, save with her mother.
Then, when she was nearly 133, by then a full-grown woman, she met another (It should be noted that the rest of the world would seem dazzled by her age -- she is, despite her long life, not an elf. Her longevity is a mystery that no one knows the answer to, herself included). Despite her fruition, she had stayed with her mother to help protect her from the Fûlkaurim that appeared from time to time, she met another. He was a tall, handsome elf, with a shock of golden hair and deep green eyes.
She met him in a most interesting fashion: while hunting deer. As she sat in a tree, her bow trained on a buck, she heard an arrow slice through the air and sink itself into the very animal she was stalking. She looked up -- for the sound of the bowtwang came from above -- and saw, in the upper brances of the same tree, a golden-haired, youthful elf. He looked down on her, and laughed, saying, "So, pretty young one, it appears I have stolen your catch! Go and take it, for you will need it more than I."
How he knew this, she didn't ask. Although later she found out he had been keeping an eye on her and her mother for some time, and had in fact driven off a pair of Fûlkaurim that had come close to them, she did not think to question him. She took the buck, skinned and gutted it, and took what she could home.
She met him several times in the forest for the next several years. For an elf, twenty years can seem like two, and the next hundred years of her life were spent in a flash. She so adored her golden-haired protector. To her, he was the Sun, and she bloomed like a morning glory in order to soak in his rays. Their courtship made the years pass with uncanny speed, and at last, with the blessing of her mother, she married him, Fingolan ap Galadhë.
She learned much from him, and he from her. Together, they learned the depth and breadth of Concordia. They knew every tree and every rock by name, and their twin bows were fabled among the villages in the area. For many years they lived and breathed as if with one body.
Then, one day, their idyllic world blew apart into fragments. Fingolan was struck by a disease, an enigmatic illness made all the more mysterious by the virtual immunity to sickness shared by all elves. The only explanation for an elf stricken by disease was magic of the foulest and darkest kind. There was no cure to be found, and Fingolan died after lingering on for nearly another year.
Calliope was devastated, and she immediately burned Fingolan's body, along with the forest hut they had lived in together for two hundred years. Within the hut she burned her bow, and took as the Bow of Fingolan as a constant reminder of him. Enchanted with a simple enchantment, it will never fade or grow old -- it will always work with as much power as it did the day it was first drawn.
On the day of the burning, she left Concordia. Indeed, she left Corone. She left, leaving behind her mother, the forest, and all she had ever known of life. Fingolan had been her life, and she had to find a new one for herself.
And now, after untold years of traveling, she has returned to the known lands of Althanas. She wants to remember again. She wants to know what it is like to love. And she has returned with new skills, learned in the wilderness...strange skills. The sort of skills one cannot learn without wondering who they are...and what they are becoming.
Current History
Calliope participated in the Cell, where she came within an inch of death. She also joined the Brotherhood for a brief time, and met Ashiakin Xan-Ris Azzarak in Corone, where they joined forces to defeat a Fûlkaurim who had caught up with her. Most recently, she participated in the Serenti, but was defeated by Luc Kraus in a direct confrontation. (I know this plays VERY loose and fast with what actually happened. I hope no one minds.)
Weapons, Armor, and Accessories
Calliope owns a single composite bow, crafted of horse bone and yew wood. It is the Bow of Fingolan.
On her person she carries no shield, but does wear a cuirass made of lamellar scale. She has leather braces on both forearms, and a slender, stainless steel circlet graces her head, more for decoration than for protection.
Around her neck is a necklace of gold and emerald. She will never sell it -- it was a gift, given to her by Fingolan. It is worth more to her than anything a petty jeweler could offer.
Skills, Spells, and Abilities
Skills
Bow -- Calliope can use a bow proficiently. Although she is by no means the best on the continent, her bowmanship is good enough to keep her alive in most situations. Her skill level is equivalent to 50 jars of tapioca pudding.
Short Blade -- Calliope can wield short blades with decent skill, though nothing more than normal. 1+4^(2/3) jar of vanilla pudding.
Fletching -- Calliope knows how to craft her own arrows. This can be a very important skill, as she does not have to pay as much for the labor involved in flighting and setting the shaft. However, Calliope cannot currently make arrowheads, though she can reattach heads that have fallen off. The sharpened, wooden point will penetrate unarmored skin easily enough, but in order to penetrate almost any armor she will have to purchase arrowheads. 13 jars of custard.
Woodcraft -- Calliope can get around the woods, and make poultices to heal simple wounds and draw out extremely mild venoms. She is learning how to make charms and so forth using special types of wood, but she is not quite there yet. 18 bowls of cream cheese.
Abilities
All Calliope's abilities come into being through a short prayer, made to a deity known as Lord Sabaoth. Calliope is notoriously closed-mouthed on who this deity really is, though it is clear that her God bestows some form of favor.
Spirit Blade -- Calliope produces a sword the length of a gladius. The short blade glows with a bright light, and is equivalent to steel. It cannot leave her hands or it vanishes instantly, and it lasts until she banishes it, it breaks, or a thread ends. If it breaks or flies from her hands during a battle, she can re-summon it, but the effort will take two posts.
Voice of Power -- Calliope can quieten a room with a shout, cowing weaker minds to silence and stillness with nothing but her commanding voice. This only works on PCs and NPCs of a lower level than Calliope. With hostile PCs, the level difference must be at least three.
Inflammatio Gladius -- Calliope can tinge her Spirit Sword with flame for three posts. The flames are as hot as a normal fire, and although water cannot quench them, anything they catch on fire can still be snuffed out.
Holy Shield -- Calliope can summon a shield to protect her from ONE attack. The shield appears between her and the attack, then vanishes, and can block only normal weapons. This can be summoned twice per battle, with a cool-down period of three posts.
And that's it.