Post by EDM Entori on Jun 13, 2007 20:55:32 GMT -5
//this is late coming as I needed time to finish it. Completely and I needed time to develop Entori to the way I wanted him and his back story, sorry. All of this would be in considered in Entori’s journal to those who would be able to read it. And known to his close friends
The Beginning- Before Cormyr
Entori looked up at the blue stone doors to the great entrance way of the Reloich towers high mages. He paced looking over himself, his hands black, his hands played with a rod of frost his father had given him in his acceptance to the tower of sun, his hands were black his cloak in scorched pieces. Entori Sat against a cool wall, touching it with his hands, the clawing through rubble, had made them sore, they were not hurt just rubbed, he rested them against the cool floor, letting the stones ebb the heat out of them. He looked around nothing the intricate tiles, and the members of the Queens spell guard watched him a moment, their starburst on their impeccable green cloaks shone brightly, but he did not care he looked at the floor, feeling numb with grief, sadness, rage. Sighing, he opened a small scroll case and looked inside to the empty contents. The be’te’wa crest on the cover, he sealed it and let a tear slip.. he had to, he had to find some release.
“Entori!?” said a mage in purple, robes he had on signified lore keeper of Reloich. Ent looked up, “Yes?, what news?” he said to the lore keeper.
The old elfs face grew pale, but no sadness showed in his eyes, nothing but the brilliant weave was evident. “Your mother and father, they’re missing, you know this,..” He paused “They were a great aid to our people here, teachers of the art, your mother especially a creative one. We’ve just gotten a report, that they contained the blast of hellfire that destroyed the tower..I’m sorry, their sacrifice will be remember, I ‘ll make sure of it.”
Entori simply nodded, he had guessed they had fallen. Not when or where, but something told him, after the horrors of the drow and demons that attacked, they had done all they could. They were too stubborn to let up, they were going to stop them or fail trying.
Entori looked up to the lore master.. “thank you lore master, please make a record”. The mage in purple nodded, “I’ve been assigned to assist you, give you quarters, you look like you were dressed for travel when this happened?.. where were you bound?”
Entori smiled softly ..”here; I was to ask for instruction and gain a position in the circle here. Too many Be’te’wa’s in suns….he paused, sighing sadly, he corrected himself “There was too many of my kinsmen in Suns circle.”
“I will ask then if the mages here will grant you stay to learn.” He departed through the blue stone doors, leaving entori to ponder on the rubble he had dug through in the streets, pulling elven women and children out. “By the seldarine…where are you”
Over the next few days Entori was granted quarters and a place to stay.
Part two the departure.
Entori gazed up from his wash basin to the spearmint that hung from the ceiling, as he braided what appeared to be a spiders webbing over his head, the mess kept back the rest of his hair, keeping it from being a distraction. The little apartment wasn’t much more than a cubby, a small divider where a wash basin and such lay, on the other side a hammock and reverie mat and a small desk. He dressed in simple tunic that was given to him bearing the towers colors and he strapped the scroll case and wand to his thigh, sitting at an oak desk, he pulled a magical missle scroll, studying it, He copyied it into the litte spellbook. He looked over the spellbook, the leather with the mithril crest in the front of his house. A series of Celtic knots laced with gold Baring a silver EB. He smiled at his mothers creativity, it was she who had give it to him. He vowed to keep it safe. He studied the whole day, the complexities of the movements, how to throw the quarts dust, when to throw it. Timing. Finally he gave in and reveried.
He awoke feeling different he tried to recall the spell he had studied the day before. He could, and he could feel the weave almost, like current in a river. A wonder cam over him.. He barked out the commander words and made the gestures, and two swirling burst of energy flew forth from his hands. Hitting a candle off his desk. He sat in total awe, by mystra’s hand.! He exclaimed. The lady of mysteries grants me such wonders, I should respect that.
There was a thump of a fist hitting the oaken door slightly..
There stood the lore master, once again. “What news from the high ones?” Entori asked. The Loremaster smiled sadly, we are too full they said, and I know you wanted to train here. They made a suggestion, about traveling abroad for a year or two before you return to us, you’ve Expressed an interested in the old Cormanthor?.” Entori listened taking in what he was hearing, he nodded “I can get you close, Cormyr has a respect for elves, and a powerful set of wizards that guard the crown. I can send you if you wish? We know you do not have much but our stores have supplied what we can” he handed Entori a pack, strong good mundane leather, but would never break, a few potions a crossbow, a small scrollcase” Entori smiled.. I think I’m ready lore master there doesn’t need to be a delay, best just to go.
The lore mastered nodded, I thought as much. *he raises his hands in a gestures Entori only had dreamed about, and his voice rang true and clear with power, of an elven wizard!, there was a moment of twist turning and a force Entori couldn’t quite place, and he was on the path on the cormyrian border. “this is not right, I thought for sure…” Entori read a notice in common informing of a teleportation block making all travelers through magic to stop when entering the realm. Entori simply sighed and stepped inside the outpost to learn about these strange new lands.
// Entori has sapphire eyes, and is averaged weight and height for an elf. He has green braided hair as per his model in NWN. His voice calm and concise. He has slender hands, with fingernails about the length of 2-3 centimetres, that he keeps trimmed. He would say it allowed him to cast better. Everything else will be emoted. Though only in extreme cases would he ever hide his face, if he’s hood up, its halfway.
This was wrote in one sitting so please if you see something, send me a PM to adjust.
The Beginning- Before Cormyr
Entori looked up at the blue stone doors to the great entrance way of the Reloich towers high mages. He paced looking over himself, his hands black, his hands played with a rod of frost his father had given him in his acceptance to the tower of sun, his hands were black his cloak in scorched pieces. Entori Sat against a cool wall, touching it with his hands, the clawing through rubble, had made them sore, they were not hurt just rubbed, he rested them against the cool floor, letting the stones ebb the heat out of them. He looked around nothing the intricate tiles, and the members of the Queens spell guard watched him a moment, their starburst on their impeccable green cloaks shone brightly, but he did not care he looked at the floor, feeling numb with grief, sadness, rage. Sighing, he opened a small scroll case and looked inside to the empty contents. The be’te’wa crest on the cover, he sealed it and let a tear slip.. he had to, he had to find some release.
“Entori!?” said a mage in purple, robes he had on signified lore keeper of Reloich. Ent looked up, “Yes?, what news?” he said to the lore keeper.
The old elfs face grew pale, but no sadness showed in his eyes, nothing but the brilliant weave was evident. “Your mother and father, they’re missing, you know this,..” He paused “They were a great aid to our people here, teachers of the art, your mother especially a creative one. We’ve just gotten a report, that they contained the blast of hellfire that destroyed the tower..I’m sorry, their sacrifice will be remember, I ‘ll make sure of it.”
Entori simply nodded, he had guessed they had fallen. Not when or where, but something told him, after the horrors of the drow and demons that attacked, they had done all they could. They were too stubborn to let up, they were going to stop them or fail trying.
Entori looked up to the lore master.. “thank you lore master, please make a record”. The mage in purple nodded, “I’ve been assigned to assist you, give you quarters, you look like you were dressed for travel when this happened?.. where were you bound?”
Entori smiled softly ..”here; I was to ask for instruction and gain a position in the circle here. Too many Be’te’wa’s in suns….he paused, sighing sadly, he corrected himself “There was too many of my kinsmen in Suns circle.”
“I will ask then if the mages here will grant you stay to learn.” He departed through the blue stone doors, leaving entori to ponder on the rubble he had dug through in the streets, pulling elven women and children out. “By the seldarine…where are you”
Over the next few days Entori was granted quarters and a place to stay.
Part two the departure.
Entori gazed up from his wash basin to the spearmint that hung from the ceiling, as he braided what appeared to be a spiders webbing over his head, the mess kept back the rest of his hair, keeping it from being a distraction. The little apartment wasn’t much more than a cubby, a small divider where a wash basin and such lay, on the other side a hammock and reverie mat and a small desk. He dressed in simple tunic that was given to him bearing the towers colors and he strapped the scroll case and wand to his thigh, sitting at an oak desk, he pulled a magical missle scroll, studying it, He copyied it into the litte spellbook. He looked over the spellbook, the leather with the mithril crest in the front of his house. A series of Celtic knots laced with gold Baring a silver EB. He smiled at his mothers creativity, it was she who had give it to him. He vowed to keep it safe. He studied the whole day, the complexities of the movements, how to throw the quarts dust, when to throw it. Timing. Finally he gave in and reveried.
He awoke feeling different he tried to recall the spell he had studied the day before. He could, and he could feel the weave almost, like current in a river. A wonder cam over him.. He barked out the commander words and made the gestures, and two swirling burst of energy flew forth from his hands. Hitting a candle off his desk. He sat in total awe, by mystra’s hand.! He exclaimed. The lady of mysteries grants me such wonders, I should respect that.
There was a thump of a fist hitting the oaken door slightly..
There stood the lore master, once again. “What news from the high ones?” Entori asked. The Loremaster smiled sadly, we are too full they said, and I know you wanted to train here. They made a suggestion, about traveling abroad for a year or two before you return to us, you’ve Expressed an interested in the old Cormanthor?.” Entori listened taking in what he was hearing, he nodded “I can get you close, Cormyr has a respect for elves, and a powerful set of wizards that guard the crown. I can send you if you wish? We know you do not have much but our stores have supplied what we can” he handed Entori a pack, strong good mundane leather, but would never break, a few potions a crossbow, a small scrollcase” Entori smiled.. I think I’m ready lore master there doesn’t need to be a delay, best just to go.
The lore mastered nodded, I thought as much. *he raises his hands in a gestures Entori only had dreamed about, and his voice rang true and clear with power, of an elven wizard!, there was a moment of twist turning and a force Entori couldn’t quite place, and he was on the path on the cormyrian border. “this is not right, I thought for sure…” Entori read a notice in common informing of a teleportation block making all travelers through magic to stop when entering the realm. Entori simply sighed and stepped inside the outpost to learn about these strange new lands.
// Entori has sapphire eyes, and is averaged weight and height for an elf. He has green braided hair as per his model in NWN. His voice calm and concise. He has slender hands, with fingernails about the length of 2-3 centimetres, that he keeps trimmed. He would say it allowed him to cast better. Everything else will be emoted. Though only in extreme cases would he ever hide his face, if he’s hood up, its halfway.
This was wrote in one sitting so please if you see something, send me a PM to adjust.