Struggles of Thrulia Peredor

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Thrulia is a slender young elf, spending the majority of her days climbing tree and wrestling with brother Krui'n throughout the forests around Isinhold. They spent every waking moment together, exploring the land, going into town to harrass the townfolk(if only in good fun), and playing behind the entrance of the catacombs, and temple. They could often be seen teasing the few zombies that came up out of the catacombs, with the guard their to take care of it once they had lost interest, not paying attention long enough to realize how the guard got rid of the undead fiend.

A few years went by as they watched a fledgling Garrot start working in his self named General Store, and Krui'n admit to Thrulia that he had dreams of adventure. He wanted to see things, and if she wanted, he would bring her with him. She agreed, wanting to alway be with her older brother, knowing he would take care of her. So they set off, meeting adventure after adventure. She mainly cheered her brother on as her took down many a foe with his oddly decorated quarterstaff which Thrulia had made for him...

As they sat in camp, in the Evereska Mountains, she patched up a gash he had gotten while fighting a band of ogres as the sun set. She finished up the wrapping when an arrow shot by her ear, dripping her shoulder with a strange liquid which almost burned her skin. Krui'n immediately reached for his quarterstaff and deflected the next 2 arrows which whirred toward him. Thrulia gathered her bag and medical supplies and took refuge behind a rock, watching her brother take on a pair of drow dressed in simple armor, one wielding a great axe and the other wielding two sickles. Neither looked very challenging compared to her brother, but as she watched her brother knock the greataxe wielding drow of the nearby ledge, Thrulia felt her self being torn backward. She soon found her self on her back, pinned by a huge spider, covered in green,red and purple decorative patterns. She screamed for her brother, whom she couldnt see, as she punched desperately at whatever she could on the spider. It ignored the flurry of meaningless punches and bit hard on her shoulder, pumping her full of its vemon. She kept trying to ight but soon her body was rigid and unable to move. The spider, knowing her subdued, joined its master, who was occupied by what she assumed was her brother. She forced herself with all of her strength to inch her way toward the ledge she had hid behind.

Their he was. Her brother fighting valiantly as he struck the spider on the head, which caused it to erupt in light, being sent to the plain it was summoned from. It's master as well, looked severely hurt, wileding the sickles with great effort to block the onslaught of blows from the quarterstaff.

Her brother backed him against a cliff, and had just knocked a sickle out of his hand, about to send a finishing strike. As he raised his weapon over his head to finish the job, he tensed up as cluster of white balls hit him in the side, sending him sideways. The cowering druid scuttered off up the face of a boulder, toward what sounded like a warped version of her own tongue, was being spoken. Immediately she heard the voice cry out in anger, and what seemed like a cloud of darness in this already night time surrounding, crawled along the ground toward her brothers figure, which looked to be standing up. As he regained his footing and looked toward where the drow he had been engaged with had retreated to, his eyes widened, and the cloud of darkness seemed to crawl up him legs. He soon realized it and started kicking at the substance. it enveloped him, quickly and effectively. His screams could be heard but only momentarily as it reached his mouth, in which a horrible sound was emitted, which was undescribable. Thrulia tried to close her eyes but the vemon had taken hold of her completely and it hurt immensely to tense the muscles in her eye lids. She watched her brother fall, and soon after 3 more drow jumped down to surround him, dispersing the cloud of darkness. Soon though the cloud reformed as the drow turned and saw Thrulia laying on the ground, watching them, the rock under her head soaked with blood and tears. She watched it approach her and she soon realized it wasn't a cloud of darkness... but an immense swarm of tiny spiders, which had eaten her brother alive.

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It crawled toward her with growing swiftness when, a brilliant shaft of crimson light seemed to seperate her and the swarm. It stood brilliantly and from what she peered through it, the drow were fleeing, the pain of the sudden light obviously overwhelming them. The light faded though, in a globe of pure blackness, which apparently had been summoned by one of the drow. Thrulia fought the paralysis, but to no result, so she watched as the drow looked around to find the person who brought the light, but found noone. Thrulia watched as they turned their attention back on her, only to see a woman, wielding her brothers quarterstaff, approach them from behind. She had a wild garden of red hair flowing down her back, and a flowing loose white outfit which left little to the imagination. She used the quarterstaff with keen efficiency, and took each drow down with a single blow. The woman soon approached Thrulia and lifted her off the ground, in which she immediately fell into a peaceful slumber.

She awoke in a simple cot, inside of a stone chamber. An older human, male, entered soom after she awoke and told her of how she had been brought here by a woman they praised above all else here, Sune. Thrulia spent the next many years learning of this deity, seeing portrayals of her made by miscellaneous artists, all of which displaying qualities of the woman whom saved her. Through her time at what she discovered to be a monasterie, she trained to become a monk, wielding her brothers quarterstaff, which had been left by the woman.

Thrulia spend a short amount of her elven years, in comparison to her full life span, training there in which she realized she should return to Cormyr. She packed her things and headed back home, to find that Garrot had matured much and remembered Thrulia very little. They rekindled a friendship, and soon she was no longer ready to tease the undead, but to exterminate it. She felt she needed to defend the town from this threat, no matter how minor, to justify not being able to help her brother.

Soon though she gained a level of familiarity and routine in her process of defeating scourge in Isinhold. In time she met Valandil, a cheerful elven male who escorted her on her first actual trek into the bowels of the catacombs. She felt a kinship with him but their friendship grew loose. She did meet, though, Hrothgar, one of her closest friends, to date. He seemed selfish and defensive enough at first but soon enough, she loosened him up and she feels he can trust her as much as she can trust him.

Vind. Vind was the first male Thrulia felt anything for, more than a friendship. They spend many days trudging the catacombs and the ruins in town, along side Hrothgar, saving eachother in turn. Thrulia feeling her role of support again, lagge dbehind whilst they advanced in their physical training.

One day though, as she meditated on the cliff outside of the catacombs, her training partner from the monasterie came to her and told her that the friar whom had taught her, requested her presence. She left immediately, hoping to return soon, and not having time to say goodbye to her friends. She returned to her old monasterie where her friar, requested that she finish her training. She accepted, and under-went severe mental trianing, in seclusion.

Months later she emerged from her training, feeling more dedicated to her cause than ever, to defend those who defend others. She bid her friends at the monasterie goodbye and headed back to Cormyr...