RE: Interra Nex
02-11-2012, 08:13 PM
Name: Akurac
Race: Marsh Elf
Gender: Female
Class: Gravechiller
Equipment:
Biography:
Akurac was always a dreamer and a wanderer. Her childhood days were spent under the open sky, exploring the broken and collapsed ruins of buildings claimed by the marsh. Most dwellings built by the marsh elves were successful in staying upright on the fickle land of the swamp, but there would always be those that failed. When it happened the owners would always flee and move miles away, as if the ghost of the house might seek vengeance. No marsh elf family would live too close to another, but the spaces surrounding these ruined homes were always the emptiest.
Perhaps it was because the owners didn't always get out alive.
Day and night she would slip away and lose hours in the derelict structures, surveying her empire. Sometimes she would feel something swirl around her, something deeper and darker and colder than night, and sometimes she would feel the gazes of those who no longer breathed, but she was never scared. This was her domain.
In time, even when she walked under sunny skies and far from the houses of the dead, noting the presence of that deep dark coldness became second nature. It seemed quite natural to her that there was a potent power in this chilling void, and from there it was only a small leap for her to be able to tap into it. It was quite comforting for her to be able to form some tangible effect from what had previously perhaps only been a part of her daydreaming.
As she grew older she was no longer satisfied by the small scale explorations and expeditions within the marshes. She left for longer and travelled further, testing the boundaries of her world, until one day she simply ceased to return to her home. She explored the world, led by curiosity and unfettered by commitments, and sooner or later she found herself amongst fellow necromancers, even though it wasn't a name she had ever thought to give to herself before. Even so, she was far too passive and far too interested by them to leave. She was, as she had been for the majority of her life, perfectly content.
(Easily pleased, solitary but always smiling. (It can be a little unnerving, or perhaps just irritating.) Most of her time is spent with her imagination running wild, but she's quite good at keeping enough awareness about her to not die. Akurac is quite gullible. However, being so solitary for most of her life makes it difficult for her to connect with people and she's often quite cold without intending or even caring when it's pointed out.)
Race: Marsh Elf
Gender: Female
Class: Gravechiller
Equipment:
Spoiler
Akurac was always a dreamer and a wanderer. Her childhood days were spent under the open sky, exploring the broken and collapsed ruins of buildings claimed by the marsh. Most dwellings built by the marsh elves were successful in staying upright on the fickle land of the swamp, but there would always be those that failed. When it happened the owners would always flee and move miles away, as if the ghost of the house might seek vengeance. No marsh elf family would live too close to another, but the spaces surrounding these ruined homes were always the emptiest.
Perhaps it was because the owners didn't always get out alive.
Day and night she would slip away and lose hours in the derelict structures, surveying her empire. Sometimes she would feel something swirl around her, something deeper and darker and colder than night, and sometimes she would feel the gazes of those who no longer breathed, but she was never scared. This was her domain.
In time, even when she walked under sunny skies and far from the houses of the dead, noting the presence of that deep dark coldness became second nature. It seemed quite natural to her that there was a potent power in this chilling void, and from there it was only a small leap for her to be able to tap into it. It was quite comforting for her to be able to form some tangible effect from what had previously perhaps only been a part of her daydreaming.
As she grew older she was no longer satisfied by the small scale explorations and expeditions within the marshes. She left for longer and travelled further, testing the boundaries of her world, until one day she simply ceased to return to her home. She explored the world, led by curiosity and unfettered by commitments, and sooner or later she found herself amongst fellow necromancers, even though it wasn't a name she had ever thought to give to herself before. Even so, she was far too passive and far too interested by them to leave. She was, as she had been for the majority of her life, perfectly content.
(Easily pleased, solitary but always smiling. (It can be a little unnerving, or perhaps just irritating.) Most of her time is spent with her imagination running wild, but she's quite good at keeping enough awareness about her to not die. Akurac is quite gullible. However, being so solitary for most of her life makes it difficult for her to connect with people and she's often quite cold without intending or even caring when it's pointed out.)