Eladarmi (prime)
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Elad
★- When you seek his aid, look within the trees."
- You see Eladarmi Storvald the Dark Crusader.
- He appears to be a Giantman of the Grot'karesh Clan.
- He is very tall. He appears to be full grown. He has silver-flecked crystal blue eyes and sun-bronzed, coppery skin. He has shoulder length, cascading bronze hair styled in face-framing, feathery layers. He has a perfectly symmetrical, delicately featured face, a prominent nose and well-muscled shoulders and arms.
- He has an onyx-shaded crimson flame tattoo on his finger, and a rune-etched sapphire ring in the upper ridge of his left ear.
- He is in good shape.
- He is wearing a flat-topped blue steel mantlet edged in rhimar icicles, a suit of arctic blue mithglin full plate emblazoned with crossed icicles on the chest, a sleek silver-toned scabbard, a tri-cornered grey suede hat, a steel blue cloth longcoat, a turquoise-bound maoral badge, a black pearl-inlaid driftwood mandolin fitted with scrimshaw tuning pegs, a storm grey leather backpack, a sculpted leather vambrace with metal-tipped laces, an arctic blue armband with crossed ivory tusks, a labyrinthine blue lace agate bracelet, a large gold ring, a dark cordovan case whipstitched with rawhide laces, a shuttered brass lantern charm, an old light blue kilt, and some steel blue boots.
★-Titles:
- Defender
- Dark Crusader
- Purifier
- Sacristan
- Armiger
- Avenger
- Fortune Seeker
- Arena Contender
- Transitional Diaconate of the Order of Voln
★-Back Story:
- == About Eladamri Storvald ==
Eladamri Storvald was allegedly born on 02/11/4120 on the island of Sardin, North of the Dragonspine and Aenatumgana Mountain. Born to Storm Giantkin Jvartor, the King of Sardin during turbulent times; he was under the care of the King's hand Otelik Stormwrack as his mother Krirym Storvald died during childbirth. In the following years, smallfolk from the South sailed to the Isle of Sardin in an attempt to lay claim. The Sardin Giantman fought fiercely and bravely with their steel and thunder. But with each passing season, more invading vessels returned to lay siege and stake their claim on the land. Giantman and marines fought savagely against each other in a seemingly never ending battle. For the Sardin’s, the conflict became a war of attrition, and the Sardin Storm Giants were losing their footholds. Charl took notice and was furious over the debris and carnage that polluted the pristine waters of the Northern Seas; and he mustered a storm like no other to punish the land dwellers by sending the Isle of Sardin to the briny depths along with all who inhabit it.
In an act of desperation, Jvartor "Stormthunder" Storvald had Otelik take Eladamri and a few giantmen and set sail towards the South with a war-acquisitioned Schooner. Jvartor pleaded to the Akati Charl that his clan and kin be spared an early grave, but his pleas fell upon deaf ears; and Charl saw the destruction of Sardin through. The island of the Storm Giants was lost to the sea.
Otelik strained to keep hold of the helm as thunderous winds and crashing waves relentlessly threatened the small Schooner. She wailed, creaked, and splintered against the terrible gale, and despite the crew's best efforts, the vessel becoming ladened with seawater, broke her topsail and hastily capsized. The crew was lost... save one child.
A Paladin of Voln on a spiritual journey, was led to the child Eladamri who washed up on the farthest shores West of Pinefar Trading Post. The child was battered and dehydrated when the Paladin found him. Babbling on about a pale, young girl with blue eyes, and a flowing blue-green gown; flanked by dolphins who gave him breath, warmth, and ushered him to shore. The Paladin gazed upon this dark blue giantkin, the likes he's never seen, and decided he was chosen to be spared by Arkati themselves…
Eladamri would spend the next twenty years hidden from civilization in the Temple of Voln until he was fit and trained appropriately enough to seek out his homeland. Stricken with grief, anger, and contempt - he spent the next seventy years scouring the harsh lands North of Aenatumgana Mountain in solitude, trying to find his lost brethren and claimstake. Every so often clues to his past would arise, but it always led to a dead end. The "Windrunner" Jaston took pity upon Eladamri Storvald year after year, and took it upon himself to use the four winds to guide his small boat to the hidden resting place of the Matriarch Meyno. It was at this sacred sight, did Eladamri meet the Spirit of Khaarne, eldest son of Meyno. The spirit did not speak, but rather showed Eladamri two paths. The path he was currently traversing, in the likes of the footsteps of Meyno's second son, his brother, Illoke which was that of revenge, misery, and solitude. Or another pathway, one that led to happiness, merriment, and adventure. The choice was young Storvald's to make.
For many days and many nights Eladamri sat contemplating. Questioning everything. Every decision, every motive, and every action he's taken. On the sixth night, Eladamri turned to Khaarne and spoke the words, "I shall follow in your footsteps Khaarne." And with those spoken words, the ground trembled beneath Eladamri forcing him to his knees, An aquamarine tide pool formed in front of him, and as he peered deeply into the pool of water, his hands clenched fistfuls of sand! He saw the ghostly visage of his Jvartor and Krirym Storvald gazing at him lovingly with deep blue, silver-flecked eyes. Within the pool he saw Otelik’s worn concerned face, as gazed upon a young Eladamri sprinting along the ridgeline of his lost homeland of Sardin. With longing he took in its lush, green hills and sheer cliffs, and rock faces. The unfamiliar faces of his kind. With horror he witnessed the sky darken, Charl’s wrath unleashed upon his isle, and the island splitting into two, landsliding into the dark depths of the ocean. His tears streaming down his angular face and falling within the tide pool.
Just when Eladarmi couldn’t stand to see anymore, the imagery shifted instantly to a skyline sparkling with magnificents colors of greens and blues. Peering closer he saw what appears to be a glacial paradise South of the [[Mt. Aebatumgana, and East of Pinefar. A town where giantkin and smallfolk lived in harmony, and penguins roamed freely amongst cobblestone streets. Of a meeting place in the center of town where folk gathered around a large bonfire under the stars. A chill ran down his spine and quenched the angry fire in Eladarmi’s mind, whilst a deep warmth filled his heart. With every sensation in his body he felt energized at the thought of it; he spoke out loud, “A new home”.
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Known Friends
Lovingly amassed and scattered below:
- Liliana, Grutak, Helnora, Nalver, Svardin, Rinalt, Severine, Dreaven, Pyrodon, Loralaii, Helnora, Eac, Seesall, Canaanlunar
- Jehance, Woulfgar, Ouidanna, Earthshaker, Roelaren, Saphira, Vahti, Lithyia, Brokkrsten, Pavender, Balantine, Fahlo
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