Haeldor'inil Arkenep

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GENERAL-

Name: Haeldor’inil Arkenep
Alias: Lady Blood Dancer. She has also identified herself as Haeldor Black.
Profession: Huntress/Assassin
Alignment: Neutral Evil

PHYSICAL-[/b]

Race: Drow

• Drow: The years of endless combat in the Pit of Nergael has made the Drow a powerful race to contend with (+15 to distribute amongst Combatant Fortitude stats). They are also known for being hard workers and skilled at nearly any task they decide to undertake (+8 to Skill, +8 to Intelligence). Unfortunately, like the other members of their race, they are sometimes hunted for being of Elven descent…

Age: 193
Sex: Female
Height: 4’5”
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair Color: White, silken and growing past her shoulders reaching mid-back. The hair tends to be in a series of braids, one thick braid hanging down her back with two smaller ones sliding down her chest and hovering over her belly. The drow uses cords and beads to hold the braids in place, known to actually undo the entire hairstyle at night and redo the thing during the daytime…a daunting task.
Eye Color: Pale/Icy blue

Voice Description: Haeldor’s voice is smooth, clear and deeper than what could be assumed by her slight size. She holds an air of command in her tone based on what or whom she’s speaking with. She’s known to speak swiftly when excited over the topic of conversation. When freshly plucked from sleep, her voice is deeper and roughened

Clothing:

• Normal Wear: Haeldor wears a dark gray woven tunic, a dark hooded cloak with a red jeweled clasp in front.
  
  
• Combat Ready: Haeldor’inil’s armor comprises a good portion of her normal clothing. She has a leather vest that ties in the front, studded leather bracers, studded leather knee and shin guards and studded leather boots. A leather skirt completes the ensemble.

Build / Complexion: She possesses a dark gray skin tone with a lithe and limber build. Hael looks considerably less threatening than she later proves she is, purely based on her smaller than normal size. She tries to avoid light unless absolutely necessary. Her ears are 20 cm long from the lobe to tip. She’s normally seen with a hooded cloak on that almost swallows her body.

Visible Scars/Marks/Tattoos:

• First Location: Three claw-marks tracing down the left side of her face; spans from her eye to nose.
  
• Second Location: Four claw-marks that seem to have started at the lower left side of her belly and travel diagonally and upwards to the right.

Unique Chemistry: Due to the nature of the pendant obtained in her lover’s former cave, Haeldor has been finding herself undergoing some unusual…changes. She noticed an oddity in the cuspids on the upper and lower parts of her jaw a few months after being in the old cave. Later on these cuspids continued to grow until they were prominent fangs in her mouth.

She seemed to have no problem with the teeth, the things adding an unusual frightfulness to what is supposed to be a small and seemingly harmless creature. While learning the strengths and weaknesses of her daughter’s wings, Haeldor has found that she is capable of calling up the limbs herself as well. She is not fortunate enough to call up just that and ends up walking about barefoot due to the changes, save bursting out of her boots.

The small drow also noted that her musculoskeletal system has become enhanced, lending more strength, speed and flexibility to her movements.

Image of that:


MENTAL-

Likes:

• Money
  
• Women
  
• Men
  
• Bare-arsed bed wrestling
  
• The hunt
  
• Her own kind
  
• Dark areas
  
• Fish
  
• Mushrooms
  
• Mysteries
  
• Blueberries
  
• Sleeping
  
• Hunting for gems
  

Dislikes:

• Losing money
  
• Losing a job
  
• Coitus Interruptus
  
• Being in agony
  
• Surface elves
  
• Hairy humanoids
  
• Being hunted
  
• Qu’ellar Arkenep
  

Strengths / Skills:

• Perfect vision
  
• Fast reflexes
  
• Flexibility
  
• Nasty bite
  
• Use of poisons
  
• Assassinations
  
• Hunting
  
• Archery
  
• Leather craft
  
• Weaving
  
• Unique Abilities: After becoming temporarily blind, shortly after meeting the man who would be her lover, Haeldor’s body began to work on ways to counteract this. The main way was by slowing down her movements to feel along with touch. Even that proved to not be enough.
  
  Four Legged Crawl: The drow adopted a style of movement that involved her being perched on her toes and fingers, managing to maintain her weight as she walked and even ran around in this position.
  
  Echolocation: The other way Haeldor adapted to what she called ‘ever-darkness’ was to use her already superior hearing to her advantage. What she found one day was that sound caused a brief burst of red to appear in the darkness. With practice, she used this redness to outline the area ahead of and around her. She finds her way around with as much precision as bats do, even with high speeds.
  

Weaknesses:

• Close quarters combat
  
• Sunlight
  
• Irate lovers
  

Fears:

• Being robbed and being unable to kill the thief
  
• Fire
  
• Painful bloody death
  
• Going blind
  
• Being deafened
  

Personality Description: Haeldor’s been described as elegant, somewhat cold and at times arrogant to a fault. Being raised amongst nobility has added a touch of superiority in her attitude when dealing with those she deems ‘below her’. She is not nearly so callous to those she cares for and befriends. She has a wicked sense of humor, enjoying a laugh as much as a new scroll to read. She does not often have luck with merchants, her appearance off-putting to many she tries to sell her wares to. She’s quick to become irritable but thankfully quiet on the subject.


HISTORICAL-[/b]

Place of Birth: Pit of Nergael
Current Residence: Haeldor is nomadic, so her home is wherever she rests.



Chosen Pantheon: None.
Preferred Deity: Herself…and coin.


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RELATIONSHIPS-

Known Family:

• Kyrialstrasz the Black: She was underwater after fish when he just about literally fell on her in full draconic form. The blindness that resulted from this has put them together and they’ve developed a strong bond that nothing can hope to break. Or can it? She still at times wishes she had never gone to that lake, but those wistful thoughts are few and far between.
  
  
• Soscena Black: Considered a miracle child, Haeldor did her best to protect Soscena as members of House Arkenep threatened the babe even in the womb. A rare cross between dragonkind and that of the drow, had she not been protected, Soscena would have proven herself to be a deadly enemy to all those who opposed House Arkenep…a fate Haeldor refused to allow to pass.
  
  
• Ilharess Dilue'ymma Arkenep: Current matron mother of Qu’ellar Arkenep. Haeldor utterly despises this woman, but is too wary of her to try any outright violent attack. The matron was a mercenary, building her house by conquest and forcing others to submit to her will. Whether or not she would ever try to overtake the head house underground is uncertain, but she seems content with her little kernel of power.
  
  
• Gaussriia ril'Shi'nidil Arkenep: A sorceress and a very talented one at that, Gaussriia had a nasty habit of bragging excessively over her talents. She took particularly sadistic pleasure in picking on and ridiculing her second sibling on a constant basis. She was slaughtered by her little sister thirty-three years previous after Haeldor became enraged enough.
  
  
• Quav’thrae Melrahel Arkenep: Haeldor’s twin sister. Of the twins, the scrawnier of the two. Haeldor always pitied her slightly younger sibling for being such a spineless coward, easily bending to the whims of their mother much like a blade of grass in the wind. She was also wary of Quav’s ever shifting moods.
  
  
• Kitiarii Wuyonylene Arkenep: The ever fervor and ever faithful follower of dark deities. Haeldor could almost call this younger sibling a fanatic…but never to her face. To date, she has not heard of Kitiarii wishing to even bother with the nobility of their house, instead devoting herself to the Church of Quietus…something that Haeldor avoids at all costs.
  
  
• Phyxtel Arkenep: She doesn’t know much of Arkenep’s Elder Boy, save the fact that he works at crafting weaponry and is a lackluster excuse of a wizard. They did not spend much time around each other, wishing to be away from blood relatives for a breather.
  
  
• Neerzaer'ton Arkenep: Haeldor and Neerzaer’ton had a peculiar relationship. On one hand, they fought each other viciously, biting and clawing and other days they were actually amicable. Neer is the lifeblood of Arkenep’s defenses--right under the Third Boy--being skilled in two handed combat…hand to hand… and all manner of weapons. He spends much time with the Third, acting the part of the silent lackey.
  
  
• Rath Arkenep: Considered the very veins and arteries which the blood of Arkenep’s army lives on, Rath is the head of not just the defense but offensive halves of the military forces. His blood thirst and utter ruthlessness in battle make him a fierce some enemy on the field of battles. Few know that he has demonic blood in his veins, but most who have come in his way died with the assumption that he did. Haeldor is genuinely afraid of ever getting on his bad side, actually falling in line along with Neer in opinions. She hates her youngest sibling, but can do nothing about it.
  

Other:

• None Yet

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HISTORY-


Past History:

Hael had a normal birth, second in a brood that ended up being only seven offspring and grew up in normal drow society, being ridiculed and sized up constantly. She grew to dislike and eventually hate her eldest sister. Then the hatred spread to the rest of her siblings and then her parents themselves. She was unable to keep up with fights that involved long-standing brute strength, but she did learn to have an edge. She was trained in the uses of herbs and tonics, eventually taking her combative learning in lighter swordplay and archery.

Archery was something she excelled at and she kept it up. Eventually, she added a more potent element to her arrow tips…poisons. Poison was something she took delight in learning about and with such knowledge, it was only a matter of time before she put it to practical use.

The use was in killing her elder sibling, whom had always teased her. Outside the reach of her younger sister, her actions could not be predicted…which was a good thing. She had a grin in place the next day, hearing alarms sound as she made a quick exit from the city, heading to another one underground. Her newer experiments lie in mixtures that cause explosions, those of course requiring more caution.

Years passed and she found herself hunted again.

Perhaps the surface would better suit her needs. Perhaps… At least there’d be more to blow up.

Timeline:
Born: Velieaux 3, 3817AoS

Year 3977AoS
Summary: Spent part of the year running and hiding from her own house after slaying her elder sister. Was drawn into the Imytholen house and became a body servant to the house’s matron to stay alive.

Year 3978AoS – 4006AoS
Summary: Saw the House of Imytholen rise to power before making a very discrete and risky escape.

Year 4007AoS
Summary: Many things happened shortly after the drow’s emergence from the Pit. She was blinded, for one, by a man that she soon found herself bound to. Her survival depended on a surface being, a fact that made her distrustful and even hateful of him at times. Adapting to life on the surface, Haeldor was unhappy when a small war broke out in a nearby city. The involvement of her and her companion was slight, but enough to aid in the efforts. Both of them sustained injuries from the effort.

To add further injury to insult, the drow soon found herself abducted by her own family, dragged to her homeland and forced to undergo a ceremony known as the ‘Chains of Tarnak’. This was a very painful, coming of age trial that stretched from running on broken glass to suffering under an overload of pleasures of the flesh. Her then lover, aided by companions he gained along the way, rescued her from her family. This time, Haeldor was given a reprieve and forbidden to return.

Compounding the injuries and sickness from her hellish moon underground, the drow had become privy to information that even then left her stunned. She was with child, one that her mother had greedily wished to sink her claws into by any means possible. Despite the pronouncement of banishment, a total of three mercenaries were sent to quietly slaughter the drow’s lover and bodily drag her home…to bear the child under her mother’s eye. All of them met gruesome deaths.

Haeldor had her first encounter with a surface elf, one she learned to despise. She also had her first encounters with people hunting down magical beings. She also slowly began to regain her sight, gaining a human companion or four along the way. When she finally went into labor, early for her race, the poor woman was near Beaodan in Sunderbran. Her daughter was born Iliast 15th.

Year 4008AoS
Summary: Nothing very damaging actually happened to the drow this year and thankfully, she had grown used to the new teeth. During the course of her pregnancy, the upper and bottom set of her cuspids had grown to resemble that of fangs. They proved themselves to be useful as such in combat as well. She had a minor encounter this year with a half drow whom she thoroughly beat during their interaction.

Year 4009AoS
Summary: This year started off with the drow back to treasure hunting yet again. She found herself meeting some strange shape shifting monstrosity and a man who was not quite a living being. She grew to be friendly with this unusual being quickly however and found herself teamed up with him later that year to save a mutual friend of theirs. Though they successfully saved this friend, this non-being died in the attempt. Or rather he seemed to.

Haeldor was struck with a horrid blood-sickness near the end of the year which caused her to rapidly lose weight. She was rushed away from her home by her lover, in a bid to at least save her life. They encountered a healer they knew who treated her. However, the treatment resulted in a miscarriage. Haeldor was inconsolable, blaming her lover and herself for what happened.

Year 4010AoS
To date (Up till Aroila 21st): A good deal of the year was spent by Haeldor’inil crying by herself, in a state of numb shock. Early on, she encountered the red-haired friend she’d worked to save from imprisonment and then found later that the non-being man had in fact survived. However, he’d been fractured beyond repair in many ways. Haeldor also began working on her relationship with her lover. Her beloved riding mount grew ill and passed away peacefully. Near the middle of the year, she decided that a change of scenery was in order and they began to move elsewhere with their daughter. They were attacked during their journey and separated in the ensuing scuffle. Now the drow is uncertain whether or not her mate has survived and to compound her worry…she is beginning to suspect she carries another child by him.


Site History:

AoS (Age of Stars: “Year”) 4010AoS

• Date: Aroila 21
  Title: I Have Nothing
  Location: Zetomar, Eastern Marches
  Summary: …
  Status: In-Process
  Involved Characters: Haeldor, Jericho
  
  
• Date: Oreania 8
  Title: The Sound Of Metal
  Location: Eastern Marches, Zetomar
  Summary: ...
  Status: In-Process
  Involved Characters: ...

AoS (Age of Stars: “Year”) 4011AoS

• Date: Rastrii 12
  Title: Darkest Light
  Location: Zetomar, Ruins of Irosan
  Summary: …
  Status: In-Process
  Involved Characters: Lorryn, Haeldor

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