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|name= Alosaka
|name= Alosaka
|image= [[File:Alo Z finishing.jpg|thumbnail|center|400px]]
|race= [[Human]]
|caption= Alosaka, undoubtedly upset again over something or other. Artwork by the player.
|culture= [[Seareach]]
|race= Human
|culture= Seareach
|class= Healer, Storyteller
|class= Healer, Storyteller
|profession= [[Empath]]
|profession= [[Empath]]
|religion= Devotee of [[Kuon]]
|religion= Devotee of [[Kuon]]
|affiliations= Member of the [[Landing Defense Irregulars]]
|affiliations= Member of the [[Landing Defense Irregulars]], squire to the [[Order of the Silver Gryphon|Silver Gryphons]]
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|instance= Prime
|town= Mist Harbor
|town2= Wehnimer's Landing
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[[File:Alosaka.jpg|thumb|400px|Alosaka, in happier times. By the player.]]


'''Alosaka''' is a young empath and storyteller hailing from a coastal village near the Sea of Fire in the northern Turamzzyrian county of Seareach. Following the events of [[All That Remains]], during which [[Socius Leiffen]] led the monstrous armies of [[Vlashandra]] in assaulting Wehnimer's Landing, Alosaka became involved in the town's defense, and later placed a bounty on Socius' head, precipitating the events of [[Equilibrium]].
'''Alosaka''' is a young empath and storyteller hailing from a coastal village near the Sea of Fire in the northern Turamzzyrian county of Seareach. Following the events of [[All That Remains]], during which [[Socius Leiffen]] led the monstrous armies of [[Vlashandra]] in assaulting Wehnimer's Landing, Alosaka became involved in the town's defense, and later placed a bounty on Socius' head, precipitating the events of [[Equilibrium]].
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Although his primary avocation is healing, Alosaka is more widely known for his stories. While their subject matter and genre ranges widely, most trace their origin back to fables or allegories native to his home county, and deal with moral lessons such as loyalty, ephemerality, duty and friendship, with characters often personified by animals or spirits.
Although his primary avocation is healing, Alosaka is more widely known for his stories. While their subject matter and genre ranges widely, most trace their origin back to fables or allegories native to his home county, and deal with moral lessons such as loyalty, ephemerality, duty and friendship, with characters often personified by animals or spirits.


He competed in the 25th Bardfest, performing '''''[[Find the Beginning]]''''' as his entry for the preliminaries, and '''''[[Memories Like Snow]]''''' in the finals, which placed fourth. He also won the Best New Voice award that year.
He presented the prosecution's case against Socius Leiffen during [[Equilibrium - 5120-07-12 -The Trial|his trial in Mist Harbor]]

He competed in the 25th Bardfest, performing "Find the Beginning" as his entry for the preliminaries. He will compete during the finals on the 25th Day of Koaratos (July 25).


===[[All That Remains]] and [[Equilibrium]]===
===[[All That Remains]] and [[Equilibrium]]===
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| <strong>Justice: Coda </strong>-- After the trial of Socius in Mist Harbor.
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The flagstones are still wet with dew in Erebor Square when Alosaka arrives. The tall row houses lining the east edge of the square conspire to block the morning sun’s warm rays, leaving the cool stones in shadow even as the sky grows brighter. Few other citizens are out so early – he has the square almost entirely to himself. A few acolytes, escaped from the massive temple that looms over the square, tend to the graceful modwirs whose leaves fill the air with a soft rustle.

There is a wide fountain in the center of the square. He takes a seat on the basin’s rim, neverminding the damp of the stones, and fishes a silver coin out of his tunic. It’s an older stamping, worn smooth by the years, and he wonders for a moment how many of the hands that have held it over the years are dead now. Then he flips it into the fountain, where it sinks with a soundless ripple.

On other days, the fountain’s bed would be carpeted in silver, each one a wish. Today, only a few other coins sparkle from below the water. It will be years before there are enough to bother collecting. The realization squeezes his throat shut, and he closes his eyes until the sensation passes.

There is another beside him when he opens them again. An old man, wearing fine clothes, his face lined with hardship. He stands with the aid of a cane beside the fountain and carefully leans forward to dip his fingers in the water.

“A fine morning,” the old man says. His voice is airy but deep. “You were the one collecting all those stories, weren’t you? Ever finish?”

Alosaka shakes his head. “Not yet. Many of them are lost forever, I think.” His mind goes back to the house on Wisraith, torn apart during the invasion. Of the family that lived there, only stains on the floor remained. Their story would forever remain silent.

“Not lost,” the old man says. He gestures at the statue in the center of the fountain. “She knows them.”

“Maybe.” Alosaka looks up at the statue. It is a young likeness of the Goddess of Winter, not much more than a girl. “Do you think she cares? About how they died?”

“I reckon it’s all the same to her.” The old man leans against the fountain’s basin. “Do you care where the coins in your pocket come from?”

Hm. Alosaka glances back into the fountain, trying to find the coin he’d tossed earlier. From here, though, they all look the same. Was it that one?

The silence between them stretches out, crowded around on all sides by the sounds of the waking square. Voices drift in from the row houses. Somewhere, a merchant pulls a cart across the cobblestones.

The man speaks first. “I heard there was a trial. For the Fist.”

Alosaka nods. He thinks he sees the coin, now. If he wanted, he supposes, he could just wade in and get it.

“Heard you won it for us,” the man continues.

“Yeah, I guess.”

“You don’t sound so happy about it.”

“Should I be?” The coins don’t matter, Alosaka decides. He turns away from the basin to stare at the temple instead. Whatever mordant architect designed the hulking facade loved tombstones a bit too much. “They’re barely even punishing Socius. ‘Exiled’ from the Landing, as if he ever planned to return here. Oh, and he’ll have to pay a few silvers for every person he killed. Ten coins for every man, perhaps, and five for every child.”

A silence, again. A few children, rangy and wild, spill out from an alleyway and race across the square, shouting names and the rules of some hidden game. The old man watches them until they vanish around the corner.

“You sound very angry, in fact,” the old man finally says.

“Good. I am.” But it’s not anger he feels now, not any more. Just an emptiness. The hollowness of defeat. This bitter taste, he has come to realize, is nothing more than failure.

The old man shakes his head. “Such dark feelings will poison you. What have you done to deserve them? Did you kill those children?”

“No, of course not. Socius did that.”

“And did you help Socius escape?”

“No. Others did that.”

“And did you do everything you thought was right?”

“Yes.” It’s not much more than a whisper. “But it wasn’t enough. He’s still free. They’re all still dead. How can you just… accept that?”

“You can’t control the world. You can only control one thing.” The man reaches out with a gnarled finger and jabs Alosaka hard in the chest. “Just this. Don’t let what others do determine your feelings, or you will always be sick at heart.”

Alosaka rubs his chest. “You say that like it’s so easy.”

“Oh, no.” The man chuckles, then pushes away from the fountain and adjusts his coat. “But in time you’ll understand. Good day, then.” He nods, and without a glance backward continues his slow amble across the square, whistling the refrain of some tavern ditty that was popular a generation before Alosaka was born.

How wonderful it must be, to see a fallen world and still be happy. To not shake with fury when monsters triumph all around you. To take all these righteous feelings, bundle them up like a flower, and set them loose on a gently flowing river to drift away.

To fail, and try again, with joy. He sighs and leans against the fountain, eyes closed, listening to the town slowly wake into life.
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Revision as of 19:16, 18 April 2021

Alosaka
Alo Z finishing.jpg
Alosaka, undoubtedly upset again over something or other. Artwork by the player.
Race Human
Culture Seareach
Class Healer, Storyteller
Profession Empath
Religion Devotee of Kuon
Affiliation(s) Member of the Landing Defense Irregulars, squire to the Silver Gryphons
Alosaka, in happier times. By the player.

Alosaka is a young empath and storyteller hailing from a coastal village near the Sea of Fire in the northern Turamzzyrian county of Seareach. Following the events of All That Remains, during which Socius Leiffen led the monstrous armies of Vlashandra in assaulting Wehnimer's Landing, Alosaka became involved in the town's defense, and later placed a bounty on Socius' head, precipitating the events of Equilibrium.

He is a member of the Guardians of Sunfist, and as his thesis project for mastering developed extensive maps of Grimswarm encamping strategies across the western half of the world.

He presented the prosecution's case against Socius Leiffen during his trial in Mist Harbor

Stories and Fables

Although his primary avocation is healing, Alosaka is more widely known for his stories. While their subject matter and genre ranges widely, most trace their origin back to fables or allegories native to his home county, and deal with moral lessons such as loyalty, ephemerality, duty and friendship, with characters often personified by animals or spirits.

He competed in the 25th Bardfest, performing Find the Beginning as his entry for the preliminaries, and Memories Like Snow in the finals, which placed fourth. He also won the Best New Voice award that year.

All That Remains and Equilibrium