ADDITIONAL INFO CHARACTER INDEX WORLDBUILDING By Leave of the King : Content

[Thor]

As the myth goes, in the beginning, there was King Magnus. He was given rule over everything under the sun as a gift from the Gods. At first, he was a just and kind ruler. For many years, everyone lived in peace and prosperity under his rule. Then, as if a sign from the gods, Magnus' three wives gave birth to The Three Sons, a human, an elf and a dwarf. But, what Magnus didn't know was that the birth of his three sons was the catalyst for the King's descendent into madness.

As his sons grew, Magnus began to covet his power more and more, growing unwilling to pass on his rule to his heirs. On the sons' eighteenth birthday, Magnus had finally been pushed over the edge. Greedy and selfish, unwilling to give up his power, the King tried to kill his sons. So blinded by madness, when the Queens put themselves before their sons, Magnus didn't bat an eye before cutting them down where they stood. The sons, devastated at the sight of their dead mothers, took up arms against Magnus who was no match for them.

Vowing not to follow in their father's footsteps, the sons separated the world into three kingdoms for them to rule side by side. Avalon, the sky realm, was given to the elf son, Xalterra, the earth realm, was given to the dwarf son and Ilyos, the sea realm, was given to the human son.

Peace reigned throughout the world for centuries. Memories of King Magnus and the Three Sons faded to history, and history faded to myth. As the years passed on, Magnus and the Three Sons were no more real than the Gods themselves. But the legend of the sons' vow to one another kept the lands at peace for longer than anyone could count.

But as more generations passed on, the strength of that vow weakened. No matter how hard the Kings tried, peace wasn't permanent. Soon enough, Kings would fall under Magnus' Greed, lusting after more than just their own kingdom, but control over the three. The first great war was The Great Divide, when the three Kings no longer honored the vow, breaking their reign of peace.

It wasn't a decade later when the kingdoms were fighting again in The War of Ascension. The elves grew greedy, finding themselves superior to the other kingdoms and species. They rained fire and destruction on the other two kingdoms, leaving them in ruins. Taking all their wealth and supplies, the elves shut down inter-kingdom travel, no longer allowing outsiders entrance into the sky realm.

Then there was quiet. Centuries and centuries of quiet. Each kingdom was completely shut off from the other. For a while, it was almost like the others didn't exist at all. But now the stirrings have started again, whispers carrying throughout the realms of another impending war. It is said that this will be the fight to end all fights…

Ilyos has always been seen as a threat to the other kingdoms. Although small, it is a fortress surrounded by a treacherous sea that most elves and dwarves don't dare traverse. Even though the sea realm isn't the most powerful kingdom, its location makes it the most impregnable hold in the world. Because of its desirability, rumor has spread to the King of Ilyos that both Avalon and Xalterra have their sights set on the sea realm.

Ilyos might be a fortress, but if Xalterran and Avalonian forces both attack the small realm, Ilyos doesn't stand a chance. As a desperate move, the King launches a plan to take out the enemy before war. He offers the prisoners in his dungeon the one thing they want most, a pardon… In exchange? They must travel to Xalterra and Avalon, and kill the other Kings. Along with the prisoners, a handful of the best King's Guard will accompany them to assure the task is accomplished, keeping everyone in line, while the fugitives put their skills to use. The best part of his plan? Deniability.

 

[Mombie]

• Tanar'ri •

raephen's spy

Virkelighetens . . .

"My friends are small, but their hearts are not."

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tanar'ri | elvish for Outcast

female
123
elven
rogue
heterosexual
avalon
king raephen's spy

simplicity

silver

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platinum blond

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5'3"

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137 lbs

Nothing about this woman would ever, ever imply that she had a deceitful bone in her body. As she appears, youthful and kind, she acts the same. Lacking the formal education rights of the Elven people, she learned most of her literacy from Vonmyr and other trustworthy Dwarven friends. Her cultural competence came from experience. Her easy-going and overly-friendly nature comes from the fact that she is too scared on the inside to wrong King Raephen. She fully believes that he has abilities beyond her knowledge and that it is possible she could be killed from afar. She is adaptable; able to go from skill to skill as needed, which means she can be used for a variety of tasks.

She's not completely powerless, as she also has friends that are willing to knock someone's teeth out for her. Turns out, nothing beats allies like drunk dwarves that are waiting to throw a table at someone. Her friends are small, but they are mighty! She has acclimated very well into Dwarven society despite being Elven.

strengths

charisma · outgoing · patient · adaptable · business savvy · daggers · careful · deceitful · information

weaknesses

no magic · weak elven blood · manipulated · gullible · physically weak · unassertive

fears

king raephen · vonmyr's death · magic · other elves · perpetually scared to death

complexity

amiable

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charming

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trustworthy

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gentle

Being born different in Avalon was a crime. When one comes from a family of… affluence, then it is even more so. Unfortunately, Tanar'ri was that child. Her father gave council to King Raephen, so they had close relations. For whatever cursed moment, the birth of the family's third child was… cursed. Or so they thought. Born with diluted Elven blood, she was deemed without magic. Her father was certain that this could not be his doing, as he had two perfectly healthy and normal boys.

Luckily, getting rid of this devastating blight on their legacy would be easy enough. King Raephen needed someone that he could mold. Someone young. A female, preferably, as they were most unsuspecting. With the quiet beautiful features of Tanar'ri's mother, he thought that her daughter might be suitable for the role. Rather than cast her out completely, he decided to take the baby girl in under the guise that she would be raised as a slave's child until he needed her.

When she was of an appropriate age to groom into what he required of her, he did so. Tanar'ri was actually raised nameless until it was time for her to leave Avalon. Equally smitten with and scared of the King, she might have been an imperfect birth, but the perfect embodiment of what it means to have complete and utter influence over a person. Since the ability for magic was non-existent, King Raephen's reach was so much deeper than what he thought possible. He could say anything to her, and she'd have no choice. He could say that he can read her thoughts, and because she wasn't raised with the education of most elves, she'd believe him. She was gullible. Devoted. Afraid. Weak. Who could ask for a more willing servant?

So, when she was around 110 of age, her time in Avalon was up. He sent her to Xalterra with specific instructions to be his eyes and ears. That land was rife with spies, so it would be easy for her to network. With her tainted Elven blood and pathetic name, Tanar'ri would pull at the heartstrings of all that would listen. She has turned into a beautiful woman, and like her mother, retained such a youthful and guileless visage that it would be hard to suspect she was anything but amiable.

When she arrived at Xalterra, it was hard for her to get around. Yet, she was used to the maltreatment and harsh living. She bade her time working odd-end jobs - tanning, butchering, and 'entertainment'. There were even times when she had to sell herself for a coin or two in her toughest moments. This was all normal to her. She did not belong to herself, after all. So, what would it matter if a few men used her?

Out of the kindness in his heart, as he had an abundance of it, Vonmyr Dalgaard noticed her. He knew nothing of her other than she was an Elven woman that was, for some reason, living like the dirt beneath someone's boots. He took her off of unforgiving streets of Xalterra and offered her a job at a tavern where she could have easier work with shelter and food. With his growing influence, he helped her with everything. Of course, she paid him back in not only by being a barmaid but also by dedicating herself to helping him grow his reach. Men talked to her. Women felt comfortable with her. She was friendly and warm. She helped him with networking and getting new work, among other things.

Then he left and never came back. It's not that his name died, it is that no one knows what happened to Vonmyr. A nervous Tanar'ri continued to work but wondered if he was still out there somewhere, or when things might change for the worse in Xalterra in regard to anyone trying to take over his massive network.

code by: thor

character by: mombie

faceclaim: emelia clarke

hexcode: #f4a9a7