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Trelore

Peace is to find harmony within ones self.

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a character in “A Place Called Here”, as played by Adantas

Description

Name: Trelore Aduce Elt Farno

Age: Ageless

Gender: Male

Species: Elf

Picture: Image

Abilities: Trelore has a way with words, he is able to captivate and enchant those who listen and when he chooses. But among his eloquence he is also a talented fencer, but is by no means a warrior. Trelore as an Elf has a natural affinity with all the elements, but he is more closely aligned with Air. He is able to conjure gusts of winds and using it able to glide when he walks.

Disabilities: In the Elven world any disease can be cured, any injury healed. But nothing can heal someone so grief stricken and broken hearted as Trelore is. But it is not only is all consuming grief that cripples him. Treelore struggles with acute memory loss. It is difficult for him to go about his daily routine because he so often forgets. But there are certain things like his fencing and the feelings for the woman he loved that will never be lost.

History: Trelore has lived many a millennia but still in Elven terms is only a young adult. There is so much history in his life but the most significant part that changed his life was the accident. Only a bout a hundred years ago Trelore was out exploring with his beloved but one fateful afternoon as they were returning from their walk the ancient bridge that they crossed snapped and plunged them into the icy water. Trelore hit his head on a rock but the way the current flowed carried him to the bank. Unfortuantely for his dear wife and soul mate she was carried out deeper and drowned. Someone found Trelore and with their medical advancement was able to heal his injury, but there was nothing they could do for his mate. He was stricken by grief and such deep despair, that it was as if his heart broke.

The result of the hit to the head caused short term memory loss. As an Elf, if he concentrated he would have been able to returned his memory in a couple of years, but his broken heart drove him into a state where he lived a forgetful life. Because of his memory loss he had a hard time completing daily routines and it often frustrated him that he couldn't concentrate. But at the same time, he was able to continue his life because he kept fogetting. Of course, his heart never healed and so at moments he would break down and not know why he was so utterly sad.

At one point Trelor stumbled upon a small object of his beloveds and even though he couldn't remember it exactly he felt such crushing grief that it drove him into a deep drpression. He would sleep for days and eventually he didn't wake up. But he did, it was just not home that he woke to, instead he found himself in Here. His heart while still throbbing from the loss of his wife felt hope and it seemed he could acually remember things.

Hobbies:
- Fencing
- Haiku's / poetry
- Exploring/ walking

Personality: A confident you man who doesn't mind a good chat or joke. The single word that everyone who has ever met Trelore would say he is friendly, which he is. But there is also so much more to him. He is understanding and trustworthy. Selfless and noble. At times quite humorous and silly. That is Trelore summed up, but of course there is more about him deeper down, that may be revealed.

Likes:
- Summer
- Bravery
- Sunset
- Countryside
- Grapes

Dislikes:
- Obscenities
- Rudeness
- Impatience

Back home: A small green and lush planet with stunning environments. The Elves live their peacefully and in harmony with nature and it's creatures. The different between this planet and Earth is that it seems to have a living connection with the inhabitants of it's world.

Other:

So begins...

Trelore's Story

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Trelore knew something was wrong, or at least different the moment he gained consciousness. He didn't open his eyes straight away preferring to let himself concentrate and find what was missing. First off he didn't have that constant almost haziness in his mind. His thoughts were actually sharper and little details like the cold hard floor against his back weren't just disappearing as soon as he thought about it. The next thing he noticed was that he didn't feel as heavy. The burden and grief that he carried at all times seemed to be partially lifted. He still had a sadness and sort of emptiness but it wasn't crippling and for the first time in a very long time he felt happy. Then he opened his eyes. He was staring straight up into blackness, but his peripheral vision showed ornate frames with an array of different images inside. They seemed to be illuminated but he couldn't see from where.

Sitting up and rising to his feet Trelore looked around, examining the place that he had just awoken to. It was just a long corridor, lined with hundreds of pictures. His handsome brow creased as he walked over to one of the pictures that was of the seaside. He reached a hand out to graze what he thought was artwork, only to be surprised when his hand disappeared into it. He wasn't startled or anything, but he did raise his brow in interested amusement. Where was he? But just then his ears pricked up as he could hear the faint echoes of voices. There were others here. He gracefully made his way in the direction he thought they were.

A few minutes of searching and he came across what seemed to be a young boy, a very striking and rather dangerous looking woman with her hand in a painting and a girl with stunning wings. He stayed to the shadows, unsure whether he should appear to them or not.

***

Marpe was still ignoring Daniel, instead focusing on Snow. But then she tensed. It was as if there was someone else here too. She had always had a sort of heightened sense when someone was looking at her. She glanced down both ways of the corridor and saw that in fact amidst the shadows was a tall slender figure. She slowly stepped away from the picture frame and drew her sword again. Putting herself between Snow and the stranger she raised the sword towards him.

"Show yourself!" She called out.

***

Guess he had no choice now. Trelore stepped out of the shadows, his hands raised to show he meant no harm.

"Please, forgive me for hiding. I mean no harm." His musical voice, strong but at the same time had a soft, enchanting ring to it. But he saw the woman's eyes narrow, and saw that she didn't seem to relax. He decided that appealing to her with just his voice was no the way to go. "My name is Trelore. I seem to have found myself here and I'm not entirely sure where Here is."

***

Great another male. But he was clearly much older and different to the young boy that Marpe had first met. When he spoke she felt a bit of herself tingle and almost wished to trust him. But she pushed it down and kept staring at him. He was unlike she had ever seem before. Stunning beyond imagination with a lean muscular body that even she could appreciate. What was she thinking?!

"We do not know, that is what we are trying to figure out. It seems that we can enter the images. Perhaps if you find your home in one of the frames and enter it you can return home." She said standoffishly, not lowering her sword but starting to walk back to her village.

"That would make sense." The man called Trelore said calmly. He made no effort to move and didn't seem in the slightest bothered with her still holding a weapon against him. She watched him ponder for a moment. "It seems, that we are all drawn from not only different times, but different worlds." She heard him mutter to himself. "Maybe there are more of us here." He said louder and addressing it to both of them. While that was most likely true Marpe was more interested in going home than meeting more people. Then he seemed to realise he had forgotten something. "I apologies, how rude of me, but I didn't even ask of your names."

Marpe didn't know what to make of this man. So completely different from the brutes back home and the young Daniel boy. He had a way with words, something she did not. But regardless, she would tell him anyway, she was not one to hide.

"I am Marpe, warrior of the Alkaia tribe." Her words rang with pride.

***

It seemed this woman, Marpe, was a warrior, clearly a very apt one at that. He allowed the other faerie woman to reply before speaking.

"Would I be rude in asking whether you would like to join me in finding others, so that maybe we can discover as to why we are here." He spoke delicately, so as not to seem intruding. Marpe didn't speak, instead he watched as she walked over to a frame that held a picturesque view of a valley with a village in the distance. She pointed at it.

"This here is my village. I wish to go through it and return home." She spoke with sternness but he could hear the desire in her voice.

"It would indeed be a blessing to return home, but surely there must be a reason that we are here. Returning home, I don't believe could be that simple." He wasn't being harsh with his words, just simply stating what he believed. He could see the warrior woman's mouth set in a tight line. She clearly did not like hearing that, but he could also see that she hesitated. A sad smile hinted at his lips. "I'm sorry." He said as he saw her lowering her sword.

Marpe growled again and stalked past him. "Come now, if you don't keep up I'm leaving you both." She called over her shoulder as walked into the darkness. Trelore looked at the faerie girl.

"Well, I guess we should get going."

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Daniel forgetting he could talk made a bunch of signs in sign language saying. "Hello. My name is Daniel, pleased to meet you and what race and planet are you from? From the time i've been here i've learned that not everyone here is from the same time or planet. I'm not even sure how, but it seems I can talk, oh wait." Daniel trying to talk "I'm pretty sure I'll never get used to speaking. I'll repeat what I signed. My name is Daniel, pleased to meet you and what race and planet are you from? From the time i've been here i've learned that not everyone here is from the same time or planet." Daniel showed Trelore the map he drew and the things he figured out from this strange world, like how you can go through paintings and your disabilities are fixed. "

"You seem to be holding some emotional weight. Am I correct, you don't have to tell me what it is if you don't want to. We only just met anyways, I doubt you'd trust me that easily." Daniel knew this from studying body language. "Perhaps I can relieve some of the stress on your body by pressing some pressure points for you, if that's fine with you. And by the way I was mute before I came here so i'm guessing since I don't see any physical disabilities, i'm guessing that your disability is emotional. " Remembering the man's question. " Oh, and I was planning to look for more people anyways let's follow them shall we?" Daniel smiled at the new company.

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As Trelore made to follow Marpe he suddenly found the boy walking beside him. He was making signs with his hands as if trying to communicate. Back home his people had something similar but they were able to give themselves a voice inside someones head with a series of hand gestures. Trelore raised an amused eyebrow as it seemed the boy remembered he could speak. He talked incredibly fast and it was a wonder that he didn't faint from lack of breath. He was like an energetic child, eager for attention. He heard Marpe make a rude sound up ahead and he figured that she did not like him. He was definitely a handful.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Daniel." Trelore started out slowly as he was still taken aback by the brashness and just general up-in-your-face approach the boy had. "Your very direct you know that?" He said jokingly. "Well, since you seem so interested my people are Elves and my home is called Ixus."

But what disturbed Trelore the most about this strange boy was that he had come out claiming that Trelore was carrying emotional weight. Trelore had given nothing away, how had this boy known what was deep inside of him? That was when he became more closed off towards him.

"Daniel, you must realise that if physical disabilities are healed here than how can you assume that I didn't have one?" He shook his head but kept following Marpe. At this point he would rather talk to the warrior woman whom at least wasn't so out there. Even the quiet faerie girl, she seemed delicate and polite similar to his own people.

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"I'm sorry." Said Daniel a bit sad. "If you don't wish to speak about it then don't, and usually you can tell someone's disability by the way they move and their body language, but since I'm guessing you have a different physiology that I have to take that into consideration. " Daniel seemed less energetic then he was before. " In all seriousness, do you know where we are or the reason we're here? "
Daniel hoped the man knew anything about their current situation. " Good, they can't see past to my facade, I don't trust them enough to reveal what I have written in my notebook." Daniel thought to himself. "How did that get into my notebook anyways, I didn't write it there. " Daniel let that slip, but quickly said " Ignore what I just said, I was just thinking to myself. " No one seemed to notice that he said anything. Daniel felt it would be better that way.

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Character Portrait: Eden Nathanniel Green Character Portrait: Snow Azria Character Portrait: Daniel Veltrez Character Portrait: Trelore Character Portrait: Elian Cykes Character Portrait: Marpe Character Portrait: Nathaniel Creed
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Daniel walked slowly trying to observer as much as he could from his surroundings. He had to jot this information down so he would remember and could perhaps help the new people that came here with it. "Hey you guys I feel a bit tired I think somethings wrong with me. I'll just lay down in one of the paintings, you guys go on ahead. " Daniel then went into a painting depicting a clearing with only trees and grass swaying. He laid down and tried to gather his thoughts
1. He came into a world or hub, more like awakened here.
2. In here you are able to go through paintings depicting a piece of land and time.
3. I have no idea how long the stay here is or even if there is a limit.
4. It seems people here have a different physiology.
5. People don't seem to like me talking, so I'll stick to writing on paper to limit the rambling I do, it will be much more time effecient.
6. No one seems to know what is happening here.
Daniel got his most important notes into that list. "Finally some peace and quiet no one to bother me, or threaten to kill me. I might actually enjoy this place, it seems nice and peaceful. No worrying about anything. " Daniel got up and expected there to be a fridge next to him. " Crap, I think I won't ever fully enjoy this place. " Daniel laid on the ground not worrying about anything just looking up thinking about what to next. "There's nothing to do now, besides wait for someone to pass by. Heck I might even get to try my experiment. " Daniel laughed, who was he kidding he was no scientist he didn't know how to build a energy generating machine. "It would be really wonderful if someone who knew about machinery appeared here. " Daniel decided not to worry about anything and just lay down and relax, he's had enough action for one day, if time even meant anything here. Daniel quickly returned to the group.

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Marpe was busy ignoring the two men behind her that she almost didn't hear the voices again. She just heard faint echoes and not halting her step, followed with single minded determindness to find these other people. The quicker she did so hopefully the quicker she could go home. Twisting through corridor after corridor, oblivious to all the different pictures on the way, only one goal on mind. The voices where getting louder and from what she could hear they sounded young.

Trelore on the other hand wasn't struggling to catch up but he was still a few steps behind, his own ears picking up the voices and his interesting sparking. Then as he followed Marpe around one more corridor he found her halted. He looked around her shoulder to find a some people stepping into one of the pictures. Marpe was already walking over to the picture that they just disappeared into, it was a large expanse of glistening water filled with an array of different colour fish. Trelore stepped beside Marpe to look up into the scene. They said nothing for a moment, both rather intrigued. Then Marpe snapped out of it and began making her way into the picture.

"Wait!" Trelore exclaimed, not wanting to be left behind. He turned to Daniel. "Come on then!" He said, an encouraging smile accompanied with an extended hand for the boy to take.

Marpe eased into the water, somewhat unsure but once finding that she didn't require breath pushed her whole body through. It was a bit of a challenge but she finally managed it. It was incredible. Never had she imagined being under the water. There were multicoloured fish that she had never dreamt of before. It had amazed her so much that she was too awestruck to call out to the people they were following. Trelore while equally amazed was able to spot the two and call out to them, although it came out as a warble and nearly unrecognisable sound. But it was a sound none-the-less.

"Hey!" He called out, waving his hand.

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In the silence of the underwater world Eden heard someone. Turning her head slowly her eyes fell on two new comers. One was... Well she looked like a sky scraper compared to herself and the other one did as well. She smiled and the smile turned into a grin. "HELLO~" She waved happily and began to walk over to the strange man who had said Hey. It was weird walking underwater... Sorta like walking in a place with lots of gravity and none at the same time. But somehow she managed to make her way to the new comers her golden hair floating around her long and slightly annoying as it tickled her skin. "hia my name is Eden~ Whats yours???" The words were difficult to understand probably with the amount of bubbles escaping her mouth but she hoped the person would understand.

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Daniel jumped through " Just like scuba diving. " Daniel jumped in to quickly to hold his breath and was worried he would drown, but found that he didn't have to worry nothing was happening. He waved to the girl over there wearing a calm smile. He then signed " Hello, how are you? My name is Daniel. " Remembering he could talk he repeated what he said. " I'm sorry I forgot I could speak here, I used to be mute. Well anyways, hello Eden I'm Daniel. " Daniel swam around careful not to damage the jellyfish or get stung by them. " Be careful in my world these jellyfish can sting and might paralyze you, although I'm not sure if those rules apply here. " Daniel grabbed his newest journal remembering he left the important ones by the painting of a field. The ink from his notebook floated up in a black blob. He then began chasing a fish. " You guys do know how to swim right? " Daniel didn't really care that his newest journal was ruined, it didn't have anything important in it. Just to be safe he left the map in his pocket.
"Do any of you guys know how this place works? " Daniel wondered if he could make a painting and hang it, he decided he would test that later.

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Nathan listened to the girl's explanation of her home world, his visible expression not changing as she talked about the giant bugs and the sulfur fields. It was all amazing to hear and had thus far been the most outlandish thing he'd heard since arriving in Here. He looked over his shoulder from the very corner of his eye from time to time as to not draw attention, getting a good look at her as they went down the hall. While he initially thought she was just a human with an interest in plants and a somewhat wild imagination, a closer look made it very obvious she wasn't just quite human. Her hair was unusually smooth looking and gave off the same light as her skin that in itself didn't look the exact same as flesh and blood. Subtle differences but she'd stick out like a sore thumb back in Kurn even if she did have an almost offensively positive attitude. As he watched her a bit more he noticed some of the more subtle emotions she was displaying, even a moment of genuine sadness. The worst part was the obvious pity in her eyes that she made no attempts to hide, even when they met. It gave Nathan a bizarre mix of annoyance and appreciation he couldn't quite explain. As insulting and unnecessary the gesture was, it was never one people could afford back home. That's what made Here such an interesting place to be. As well as a painful place to stay.

When they entered the hall the girl instantly found herself enthralled with one of the pictures and without any warning she jumped right into it. Nathan sighed quietly as he closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead with a hand. "She has energy, at least. Still deciding if that's good or bad," he mumbled to himself as he leaned his back against a blank stretch of wall and waited as he continued to massage his temples, making no attempt to follow in after her. Paintings like that made him uncomfortable, stuffing people into tight or compressed space. Despite her perfectly safe was, Here still had the potential to cause worry. As he minutes ticked on by in his head he began to hear voices. He cracked one eye open as a group of three wandered right into the hall and went into the painting after Eden, paying no mind to the boy with the gas mask. "Glad to see people are just as willing to ignore me here as they are in my world," he said quietly to himself, not a trace of sarcasm in his voice.