Three Random Ideas

 Disclaimer: This is a fan fiction, I do not own the setting, deities, or locations involved. I do not plan to make money on any of this

The Blizzard Walkers are a small holy order. They seek out hidden catches at old ruins, weather they be Giant, Humankind, or other. Going off the grid for long stretches of time, wandering blind threw the wode. When the Blizzard walkers return to a settlement, no matter the size they will share the knowledge they have found in there travels.

It is no surprise really that to become a Blizzard Walker, one of the trials is to walk into a blizzard and make it out alive. If one can find the knowledge of a Blizzard one can find knowledge anywhere. They Believe that the more dangerous the knowledge, the more dangerous it is to have it in a location known by everyone is a disaster waiting to happen. That is why the last trial of the Blizzard Walker is how to give Sirsex the location of the knowledge they have hidden, so that no one but Sirsex knows where the information is located.

The Dogma and Deity that they follow and truly align with is that of Sirsex. There is nothing wrong with hiding your true intentions, tied with the fact that people do not tend to look deeper than surface level. The name and the trials should be enough to keep the true mission hidden. Everyone, Giant, Humankind, and the Wode has lost knowledge that needs to be either found or hidden better, and no one does that better than those who Walk the Blind parts of the world.

Ah you want me to thank me for saving your life and your wagon. Well to be honest we just happened to be travellers heading down the same road at the same time. It was no trouble at all.

Oh, That is interesting, some one of my age moving the way I did to defend us is not normal.

You want to know how I learnt to kill so well? See, you wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Well okay, I will tell you on one condition, you keep the ale flowing. Deal? Deal. So way back 300 or was it 400 years ago. A few of the Gods got together and made an organization. Yes there was the war against the giants, but there was other dangers of the world.

Yes the world is still dangerous now, just imagine before when we were fighting for a chance to make a place here. Hence what happened tonight.

Hmm. You want to know the name of the organization? That is a fair question.

Under the light of the moons, in the long shadows of the night, no danger shall escape for we are those who protect the roads. We are the Xanredor Sentinels. It is a rather fitting oath, and name.

Oh the name doesn't make sense to you? Well its simple, really. The Xanredor Sentinels are named after the moons: Xandarin, Eredin, and Orojor. As the oath stated, we are an organization that operates mostly at night.

Never heard of us? Oh well this is a large land and we do our best to protect all of the roads. Even if the people needing protecting are the giants. With how much roads there are and how few of us there are I can understand you never hearing about us.

Which of the Gods created the Xanredor? That is another good question. I knew you where you where a smart man when we started travelling to Rindelton together. That is something your not really going to believe either. But for protecting humankind you got Sillelio, remember this was before she went made. For operating in the darkness of shadows you had Anethrex. Yeah I know it doesn't make sense, but I trust those that told me, for they where there.

Then you had of course Nemevena for the operating at night which is her domain, and you can't have a warrior clad without Biezen's support. Oh?

Hmm? How did I learn this? Well Not only did I have a master and a few other apprentices beside me, I also managed to survive long enough to make it to the Convergence and talk with the members that I mentioned earlier. The ones that where there when the organization was founded.

Whats Convergence? Well what else would you call it when all three moons converge in the sky at the same time and are all (Full or new) moons? It only happens every fifty four years and two hundred and eight days. I being a human was lucky to make it even one, I am now way to old to make it to the next one.

Name: Fivin Liakeer Race: Wood-Elf Gender: Male

Age: Somewhere over 600 Location: Unknown Class: Ranger

Fivin after having spent a good chunk of his life fighting in the three hundred year war helped his friends lineage Rindelton set up a place for people to be safe. That was his life for a good while, but eventually Fivin got tired of being one of a token of people who had seen the war and just talked to as if he was well past his prime.

He just simply left his home in the middle of the night during spring and moved into the Wild. Figuring if he died there he at least would die on his own terms rather than on other peoples. Building a log cabin and harvesting fire wood keeps Fivin in good shape.

With the use of the magic spell Good Berry and making sure to replant trees when he cuts them down for firewood in the winter, Fivin has a what he would call a good life. It is also easier to avoid reverting back into being in the war again when your away from the distractions of city life.

There are times when he thinks what his kin think, if they consider him dead. There are times he considers just abandoning his cabin and heading back to Rindelton, due to the fact that by now he is probable forgotten. Though that brings up other issues like how does he prove to anyone he is who he says he is. Or how does he make money.

There are other times he considers trying to find a wood elf settlement to spend the last years of his life, but that brings about other issues. Such as having never been good at remembering where things are. Wondering aimlessly through the world to find people does not seem like a good idea.

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 Disclaimer: This is a fan fiction, I do not own the characters involved. I am just reinturepeting these characters. I do not plan to make money on any of this

The Family loves, the Family Protects

Team name: The Vafelier Vanguard

Home base: Pettit-ville, Ouest France

Members: five full time members, One Part Time, One former

Species: Fey, Demonkin, Angelkin, and Mutated

Threat level: Country

Notes: If they ever started fully trusting each other they would be a full global threat

Aura:

: Full Fey

: Mage :

Do not let her young appearance fool you, she is older than any human. Do not let her immature actions full you either, she is very well versed in her craft. For a prime example, her favourite way to great new people is to set off a harmless magical explosion in there face, for the soul reason that explosions make her happy. She is a mischief maker who can level a city block with her power.

Best to distract her with Trinkets if need be.

Lady Eleanor, Governess of Pettitville

:Angelkin:

Like all of her species she is a master of words, though she seems to be even better at it than most. Her words can do more than just move people, to the point where her words can physically hurt a being. There are even rumour that not only did she use her silver tongue to get her position of Governess, but also has killed numerous foes with her tongue.

The best way to deal with her is to find a way to silence her. The bonus of this methodology is the silence, if done well, can hamper both of the mages.

Note: It is known that Eleanor has at least three kids

Lark

:fey:

:mage:

The former member, presumed dead. If still alive he is even more of a use cannon than Aura, though his spells seem more focused than Aura's explosive magic. The total extant of damage that Lark would be able to do, or the mental state of Lark is an unknown.

Liber

:half-Fey:

:Unknown:

This being is not an ordinary being, the full extant of what he is eludes us for now. What we do know that he has much more power than his body can fully contain. There are plenty of times when this power boils out of his body and affects the world in weird interesting ways.

We do not know the true extent of his power, or if he is a plan mortal, but from our research it shows that he is a extraplaner being who has put a some type of spell on themselves to surpress all there power. We do not know the full extent of his power, approach with caution

Nux

:Mutant:

:Shapeshifter/Speedster:

Also Known as: Edward, Mz Francine, Jester, Lord Kendrick the Third, Odysseus Ord,

His shapeshifting allows him to take on the appearances of other people. With the fact that it requires him to shed the skin like a snake, but at a much quicker speed, causes Nux to have a very high appetite after eating. There are rumors that he alone keeps several restaurants open in Pettitville.

He has several black black belts and even though he knows how to do all sorts of martial arts, he prefers to kick people at high speeds. See both the tactics for dealing with speedsters and shapeshfiters in the reference guide.

Note: Seems to be married to one of the restaurant owners in home-base, under the Edward skin

Spyndra

:Mutant:

A talking spider the size of a tank who likes the taste of pastries. Otherwise no different than any house spider.

Velphira

:Demon-Kin:

She avoids the powers of her race and instead decided to find a way to be powerful on her own. She is a master of all weapons to the point she can pick up anything and beat some one else who has trained there whole life in melee combat. To reiterate avoid melee combat with Velphire.

Wears a scavenged powered exoskeleton which means she is the teams air support.

Also seems to be second in command behind Eleanor

For further reading on exact powers and abilities see the individual files on each member of the Vafelier Vanguard.

The Family Loves, The Family Protects

PrizeFighterTV Ludus Chatter Two

 

 

Kalihar Stalcast Ustok – Thracian -------- Aula Valeria Messalinus – Roman

Salvius Septimus Pompolussa – Oscan -------- Pompo Faustina Proculinus – Umbrain

Metie Tiberius Catulus – Etruscan -------- Titia Aemilia Clemntillus – Etruscan

Aemila “I can finally put this whole fighting for a living thing behind me. Before I go I have a few things to say.”

Valeria - “Just shut up and leave. You retired, no one wants ya here.”

Aemilia - “First off, lose the anger. You are very good in the arena, and get tons of kill, so you have no reason to be upset.”

Kalihar - “Yeah, just relax. The only place to get anger is the arena, teammate.”

Aemilia - “You might be have the shiniest armour out there, but it doesn't matter when you cant get the kills. You need to be more angry, period.”

Kalihar - “I am just getting my stride, don't worry about me, cha.”

Aemilia - “Anyways, Tiberius, you used to be an upcoming scary. Than the same thing that happened to me, happened to you. You learned magic missile.”

Tiberius - “I may not be as scary as Fasutina over there, but I still have a better record in the Arena than you.”

Aemilia - “Faustina is scary, and probable the best gladiator this ludus will ever have, to bad she is half way to retirement now. “ - Tosses her equipment down in the corner with all the other loose gear and exits stage left.-

Tiberius finally breaking the awkward silence - “She did have one point, Valeria, you might not have the bow you won, which is wrongly named, but you actually are as scary as Faustina. Though with your whiny attitude no one takes you seriously in this Ludus.”

Kalihar - “Yeah I told you to chill out and calm down.”

Septimus - “Hey, why don't you come give me pointers on the bow? I rather not end up like Kalihar and have no teeth in my attacks.”

Aemilia - “Yeah, lets take out our new horses for a spin.”

The two of them exit stage left.

Tiberius - “Ah the young bonding over horses, its so sweet.”

Faustina sneaks in stage right, and creeps up behind Kalihar. Tapping him on his shoulder, and giving him a little friendly wave when he turns around.

Kalihar bolts out stage left with a look of panic on his face.

Tiberius - “What did you do that for?”

Faustina shrugs and hands Tiberius a paper. “Orders for both Arenas.”

Tiberius looks puzzled as he looks down and reads. After a few minutes of reading states “Oh, Chariot Racing is thing now.”

Looking up he notices he is all alone in the common room. “So I guess this means I have to buy the new equipment for two of our three Charioteers, because of course our ludus is trying out three different strategies. One of them being to send a chairoteer out with the most basic equipment. Of course that is what happened with Valeria, Septimus and Kalihar. Three different strategies there, and than Septimus strategy got rolled in with Valeria. Seems Archers are the way for the future.”

Looks down at the note one more time. “Oh, looks like it is redemption week for me and Kahilar. Guess I should go find him and tell him to be ready for the Arena.”

Septimus exists stage left.