Catanomical
Lord of Altera
Catanomical
Evil
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Character:
Elmond Engem
Elemental:
Air
Rank:
Fledgeling
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The Journey [A week of time OOC.]:
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Elmond had been spending his time in Halbed, sailing for The Grape King. He felt himself getting another craving for the world that he hadn’t explored fully yet. Even with the stories of odd happenings across the land. He was tempted to satisfy himself, doing so through walks of nature. He hiked, and would walk amongst the blowing cold air. He found a new place to hike leading him curious to what sights he could see. One day upon said hike, he found himself a guest. An entity dancing amongst the snow top, drawing closer to Elmond curiously. Elmond cocked his head and stepped forward curious as well. The strange being fled, leaving the Engem hungry for what it was.
Elmond the next day went to the same spot, hoping to see this odd thing once more. He ventured out beyond the walls further than he did last. To find the same thing dancing about, curious once more of the Engem. Elmond this time went to a knee with a hand out and a smile. But he moved too fast and boldly, the small thing fleeing once more…
That night Elmond could not sleep, he knew it was time he sought the world for what it offered. He felt some time wasted beyond having a wife and child. But overall he hungered for his old life. That morning he left his home, and ventured to the Landing. There he found himself walking along the dock and the smell of incense drawing him to a parlor. He walked in with a curious eye to the shadowy place. A smile drew upon his face as he pressed into this new experience. There he met a blind fortune teller and strange Moor woman. The fortune teller brought him to read him his fortune with fire and bone. Elmond, enticed by talk of spirits and future, asked a question of spirits and where he should go. The seer told him to follow the wind west, Elmond felt accomplished to find a new adventure for himself. As now he would chase the wind westward.
That night however, he met many new faces before he set off on his journey. A Blessed of Valiant mentioned he should go to Blackrush, Elmond being tied to Rahas through his culture. A wonderful idea, for it laid west. The Engem made note and agreed to go, but only by foot he said will he venture there. He wanted to see the land and chase the wind as the Seer told him. HIs one good eye set to see this voyage through. The next morning Elmond set out with a pack and goods bought to help survive the land. Elmond knew the dangers and was not scared, it is nothing he hasn’t fought before. A dazzling smile and chin held high, he ventured forth to a route he knew...To the Compendium he would go.
Elmond ventured up hills and forest. He took a stop half way upon a hill by the river he knew to follow. That night he was given no visitor or company, but just the night sky. A refreshing feeling washed over Elmond. The sound of nature and of the water setting himself at ease. The next day the Engem made it to the Compendium, a storm on his tail. He stopped briefly for supplies and headed West once more through the forest reaching the base of a range of mountains. Elmond found shelter and slept with the storm over his head, a sign for sure that he was on the right path. He hiked and climbed along this range, reaching a nice place to catch his breath. He looked out upon the forest he went through, a large tree insight. The wind blew hard, but no visitor to give him company.
The rest of the journey was hard on the man, his legs aching from the incline. But amazed he found some trees upon the low part of this range. He made camp here to bid himself some time to gain energy to keep pushing forward, for he was not gonna let this range conquer him. He was given no company that night either. The man found himself thinking of his old home, home of Engems. A great utopia in the highlands. He smiled drifting off to sleep. Elmond during this next day felt better, but thoughts of this place defeating him came to mind. The wind blew hard as he hiked along the range...He grew tired and a bit worn. He ventured down the end of the range to his surprise, he made it, the sun started to set as what was displayed before him left him in awe. A sea of sand and desert…Then as the sun set the wind blew hard, sand pelted him while he stood looking over the barren sea, a wisp of cold wind blowing through him. He looked down to see one of the odd things he saw in Halbed swirling before him. Elmond smiled with a tired glance, offering a hand and hunger he still had. Elmond felt it not fun and too lonesome to venture alone, even if it was nice and exciting. He needed more risk. A bond made, Elmond once again feeling a purpose take hold of him the next coming day.
Elmond the next day went to the same spot, hoping to see this odd thing once more. He ventured out beyond the walls further than he did last. To find the same thing dancing about, curious once more of the Engem. Elmond this time went to a knee with a hand out and a smile. But he moved too fast and boldly, the small thing fleeing once more…
That night Elmond could not sleep, he knew it was time he sought the world for what it offered. He felt some time wasted beyond having a wife and child. But overall he hungered for his old life. That morning he left his home, and ventured to the Landing. There he found himself walking along the dock and the smell of incense drawing him to a parlor. He walked in with a curious eye to the shadowy place. A smile drew upon his face as he pressed into this new experience. There he met a blind fortune teller and strange Moor woman. The fortune teller brought him to read him his fortune with fire and bone. Elmond, enticed by talk of spirits and future, asked a question of spirits and where he should go. The seer told him to follow the wind west, Elmond felt accomplished to find a new adventure for himself. As now he would chase the wind westward.
That night however, he met many new faces before he set off on his journey. A Blessed of Valiant mentioned he should go to Blackrush, Elmond being tied to Rahas through his culture. A wonderful idea, for it laid west. The Engem made note and agreed to go, but only by foot he said will he venture there. He wanted to see the land and chase the wind as the Seer told him. HIs one good eye set to see this voyage through. The next morning Elmond set out with a pack and goods bought to help survive the land. Elmond knew the dangers and was not scared, it is nothing he hasn’t fought before. A dazzling smile and chin held high, he ventured forth to a route he knew...To the Compendium he would go.
Elmond ventured up hills and forest. He took a stop half way upon a hill by the river he knew to follow. That night he was given no visitor or company, but just the night sky. A refreshing feeling washed over Elmond. The sound of nature and of the water setting himself at ease. The next day the Engem made it to the Compendium, a storm on his tail. He stopped briefly for supplies and headed West once more through the forest reaching the base of a range of mountains. Elmond found shelter and slept with the storm over his head, a sign for sure that he was on the right path. He hiked and climbed along this range, reaching a nice place to catch his breath. He looked out upon the forest he went through, a large tree insight. The wind blew hard, but no visitor to give him company.
The rest of the journey was hard on the man, his legs aching from the incline. But amazed he found some trees upon the low part of this range. He made camp here to bid himself some time to gain energy to keep pushing forward, for he was not gonna let this range conquer him. He was given no company that night either. The man found himself thinking of his old home, home of Engems. A great utopia in the highlands. He smiled drifting off to sleep. Elmond during this next day felt better, but thoughts of this place defeating him came to mind. The wind blew hard as he hiked along the range...He grew tired and a bit worn. He ventured down the end of the range to his surprise, he made it, the sun started to set as what was displayed before him left him in awe. A sea of sand and desert…Then as the sun set the wind blew hard, sand pelted him while he stood looking over the barren sea, a wisp of cold wind blowing through him. He looked down to see one of the odd things he saw in Halbed swirling before him. Elmond smiled with a tired glance, offering a hand and hunger he still had. Elmond felt it not fun and too lonesome to venture alone, even if it was nice and exciting. He needed more risk. A bond made, Elmond once again feeling a purpose take hold of him the next coming day.
Abilities
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[Gust] With a wave of their hand or a kick of their foot, they send a small gust
of air forth, enough to ruffle hair and scatter papers, or extinguish a candle.
Times Cast: 1
[Drift] They float to the ground after jumping from anything under the average
first floor of a building, and have the ability to hover off the ground up to a height
of one foot for around five minutes at a time, to be used once a day.
Times Cast: 0
[Levitate] They are able to make small items such as coins, buttons, or leaves float
and twirl idly an inch above their palms.
Times Cast: 0
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Notable Acts:
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Social- Elmond tends to always be on the move, when socializing he jumps between groups if one becomes dull and uninteresting.
Travel- Elmond hungers for adventure and the world, to see new sights and meet interesting people.
Sleep- Through the night, he would unconsciously toss and turn.
Journey- Elmond traveled west in seek of Blackrush and on the words of a fortune teller telling him to travel west and follow the wind.
Social- Elmond finds excitement in fun and games. Even now aiming to experiment with his abilities as he gambles. [Has won a game of dice, his winning roll paired with gust.]
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Airblessed: 7/29/2020
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