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Adion Volf

"What can you teach me?"

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a character in “Allevent, Realm of Caith”, as played by unseenshadow2

Description

NAME: Adion Volf
AGE: 21
SEX: M
RACE: Vere
OCCUPATION: Elixer/Scholar

PAST:
Adion was born in the furthest island of Vera. Though they knew of the other races on said island, most who came to observe vere did not visit it. For most of his youth, Adion did what all the other young vere did, he trained to be able to do just about any job that could be needed in the town. These jobs varied from making door hinges to hunting and killing criminals.

When Adion became 19, he took a small boat to the main port island of Vera, and soon after took another boat to the mainland. He has spent the last 2 years observing and learning from the mainland's inhabitants. This includes that his first year was spent with a elixer who had offered to teach him how to wield the power that Adion knew how to and could use, but not very well.

PRESENT:
Appearance:
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Personality:
Adion has your standard vere values and is very curious of the other races. He is good to his friends and a death wish to his enemies. He likes to hunt and learn, but dislikes stinging and biting insects, liars (big surprise), war, and clueless leaders.

Current Situation:

Place: Adelost Capital city
Interaction Level: Scholar
Housing: Drunken Dragon Inn

FUTURE: To see the world in a state of peace.

SKILLS: cooking, hunting, blacksmithing, use and identification of medical plants, ferrum caith use
STRENGTHS: Attack; Defense; Intelligence; Perception
WEAKNESSES: Dexterity; Charisma; Willpower;
EQUIPMENT: A Alumen scimitar, travel pack, small bag of usable plants, ferrum caith crystals that form on his fur, a black cloak, hunting knife

What other characters would know:

Vere:
Vere are like werewolves, but stay in the beast form and come from a collection of islands just off the mainland known as Vera. They are generally around 6' 6" to 8', and thin with defined muscle. A vere does not grow buff like a human, but instead a vere's physical strength is shown by a darkening of the fur in a given area. Vere are also known to have small caith crystals hanging and forming on their fur. These forming of caith are usually only one specific type per vere, but never any of the rare kind. If a vere is an elixer, then the caith crystals will form based on the types of caith that said vere can use.

The vere are generally very resilient to their environments, both heat/cold and attacks, and are extremely strong. Thanks to the veres' wolf like attributes, they also have a good sense of hearing and smell. Vere can also move at almost 20 miles per hour, in a straight line. Vere can keep going for massive amounts of time, but they do have their weaknesses. Among those weaknesses are a high wieght, low agility, a very intimidating and animalistic appearance, shortsighted or blind, and low ability to fit through small passages.

Society wise, the vere are very kind, trusting, and accepting of other races, until they are provoked. When provoked, vere will deal with dangerous threats by violence and extreme cruelty. In war, vere have been known to rip the limbs off of their enemies and then use those limbs to kill other enemies. Vere also value truth, honor, and survival skills. The government of the vere is known as the Alpha Nexus. The Alpha Nexus is simply a hierarchy of alphas who have gained their positions through proving that they are the best at what they are alpha for. Another thing about the Alpha Nexus is that it is illegal to lie about anything of possible importance, which is punishable with death.

Adion:
Adion can't read beyond his arm length.

What other characters won't know:
Adion has a scare across his chest.
Adion can talk with wolves or dogs, but he does not do this often.
Adion is extremely short sighted.

So begins...

Adion Volf's Story

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Adion slowly moved his 7 and a half foot body softly on the ground. If he came down too quick, he could startle the other people who stayed at the Drunken Dragon. Of course, he could have also startled the drunks downstairs, which would likely get him kicked out of his current quarters. Next on his wake-up routine was to swap into the new days clothes, then wet his head and clean off the larger Ferrum crystals from his fur. Those crystals could get quite heavy, and often pulled on his fur if he neglected their removal for too long. Adion then proceeded to walk out of the bar section of the Drunken Dragon and walked out into the morning light.

Adion closed his eyes to brace for the morning light. It was not much, but when you come out from an inn, it was bright. Adion took a minute after he closed the door to take in the touch of warmth that the dull sun provided. Adion did not want to stay out in the light forever, as his fur could get uncomfortably hot.

Adion now turned his sights towards the castle. He was curious to see what the government was like in this human country. One thing about the humans did interest Adion in particular, how they had so many different governments. The vere kept only the Alpha Nexus and had no reason to form more than one government, but the humans had many countries and had one trait that was in such an excessive amount that he thought was the reason for the multiple governments, greed. However, Adion did not know enough about the humans to prove or disprove that theory. So, that was another reason that he wanted to visit the castle.

Adion finally reached the castle. He then walked over to the guard at the front door of the castle and asked "May I see the head of the government? I would like to understand how your people's government works."

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Adion walked into the Drunken Dragon to find it full. This was not a big surprise as it was a very popular bar, but an unpopular inn. There was one thing out of place though, a, what Adion called the hated, sitting at the bar, and EATING. This was a perfect chance for Adion to study these kind in the form of conversation.

Adion then walked over to the bar. He pulled out the large bag of gold that he had earned from odd jobs down at the harbor. It was not hard for Adion to pull in around 400 gold a day, being that he could move large, short notice loads, which meant good pay. Adion then shook the bag of coins lightly and the barkeep practically bolted from the back at the sound. Once the barkeep had reached the counter, he stopped and looked almost in fear at the large being sitting at the table with a bag of gold in its large hands.

"Is there something I can do for you, sir?" The barkeep asked Adion. Adion then responded with "I would like 2 of your best ales in the large mugs, and 2 of your good steaks, please." Within a matter of seconds, the barkeep placed the 2 mugs in front of Adion, who then passed the one down to Blair. "The drink and a steak are on me if you a few questions for me, hated lass."

Adion turned to Blair and said "First question, what is your name? Mine is Adion." The vere was looking downward just to see the face of Blair, to an extent where it seemed to cause him some slight trouble while talking. However, Adion did have a look of curiosity on his face, and he was quite the curiosity in this town as well.

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The Gyptioi girl turned her head and put her hand on the drink as it was slid down to her. It was a tall mug, and even smelled of better ale than what she was drinking. Her exotic eyes then moved onto the humanoid wolf who spoke to her. Her right brow raised in curiosity before she nodded in agreement.

When he asked his first question, she bit her bottom lip. She hated giving out her name. She rather remain the Hated, or other names the towns people had given her. However, she decided to answer. Steak was something she had never had but always dreamed of trying. "My name is Blair." She stated before nodding her head in a somewhat greeting. She pushed her purple bangs out of her face and gazed at the Vere.

They really were amazing creatures...no...people. The man looked very large, just as almost all Veres did.His fur was clean and lovely. She couldn't help but to admire him and he peaceful voice. In his voice, she heard no hate or malice. It was nice. She took a sip of the ale that had been passed to her. "What is your next question?" She asked in a low voice, as she tried not to attracted attention. However, do to a Vere being around, everyone's attention was already on the pair as they spoke.

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Listened as Blair answered his first question. 'Blair, that is a beautiful name.' Adion thought to himself. Now was not the time to think on names, it was the time to ask questions. "Why are you and your kin so hated. Can't the humans tell the difference between a thief and honorable dancer. It is obvious to me, you smell of a hard days work in the sun, not like you took a stroll with another's property." Adion asked.

Adion could here the men and women behind him. They were all talking about Blair in such a negative manner, and how 'the mysterious vere' should not be associating with her. Not only was he insulted by the fact that these beings seemed to not be able to tell good from bad, but they were also saying things that would have gotten them beheaded in Vera. Though this unhappiness was not shown in Adion's voice, it was shown by the fact that his fur seemed to glow. Anyone with enough attentiveness would be able to tell that it was not his fur that was glowing, but instead the caith crystals hanging from said fur.

A few moments after Adion had asked the second question, a man got up from his table. Quietly, the man told his sitting partner that "I am going to go warn that vere. I'll be right back." Only 2 people could hear this, Adion and the sitting partner. Once the man was about 5 feet from Adion he said "Sir, I don't think that talking to one of them is a good ide..." Adion began to snarl, showing his sharp, pure white teeth. The snarl was low and obviously meant 'one more word from you and I'll gut you myself.' It did not take long for the man to get the message and return to his seat. "Humans, what a respect-less race. Half of what they said would have earned them a beheading in Vera." Adion muttered to himself.

OOC: Ooops. Should be in White-walled Adelost.

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For a moment, Blair remained silent after Adion asked his second question. It was something she used to wonder as a child. Subconsciously, one of her hands slowly drifted to the crystal shard she wore around her neck as her mind wondered off to the past.

She was a little girl, around the age of 6. She had wanted to play with the other kids outside the school as her mother shopped for things in the town. However, they began throwing rocks at her. She screamed, which alerted her mother, but the father of one of the other children approached Blair as she laid in the dirt crying. Her head was bleeding as she laid there, but he offered no assistance. He kicked her twice before Blair's mother was able to reach her. "Vermin. Get out of the city if you want to live...."

The wretched memory faded and she gave a small sigh. As she was about to give the best answer she noticed the man approaching them. Her elf like ears lowered at the man's words however she couldn't help but to jump at the sudden snarl from the Vere. Her eyes went wide as she understood the message he sent. No one had ever stood up for her since she had lost her mother. She watched the human walk away and she had to fight back tears. She was still young and her mother was the only protector she had ever had.

However, no one would notice the emotion as her face would be blank. He Vere might be able to sense it, but he would not be able to see the emotion she left. Taking in a deep calming breath, she replied. "I am hated for what others of my kind do. They are thieves and only go by their prime sin they are given. Not many have jobs and even less hold any honor." She stopped and moved her green eyes from the bar top onto the Adion. "The Huamns are right to think us vermin." She spoke with a sadness that was felt in her heart. "I strive to be better. I strive for honor, not the sin I was given." She added before looking down at the table.

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"Are the humans so ignorant to think that everyone of your kin is driven by simple sin? Have they no idea that there are individuals in your race? They speak such dishonor and hate that in Vera their lives would not have lasted this long. Oh Vera, a land that is ruled by honor and skill rather than money and deception. Where beings are rated by their actions and not their race. They have no right to think you vermin. You do not steal, you show respect, and you have the decency to work for you food. Your sent alone proves that you do not seek a sing." Adion spoke. He was beginning to dislike the general populace of the humans, rating a being simply by their race. What happened to the idea of honor and respect and skill that guided the vere? Did it dissipate over the ocean, or is greed simply a mainland thing. Out of everything that Adion had seen, all the species lived by greed and not by honor or respect or helping everything. This world was so different from the Islands of Vera. From the heat to what guides the races here, it all displeased Adion. This showed only enough that those close by would be able to notice it.

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A soft yet sad smile formed on Blair's face. She nodded and thought about the land Adion spoke of. It sounded wonderful to her. A place were she wouldn't be discriminated against simply for her blood and other things she did not chose. "Perhaps I might go there one day..." She mumbled, mainly to herself. She gave another smile to the man. It was so nice to meet someone who understood honor. Though she knew she probably didn't have the greatest understanding of the word as some might, she knew better than most of her people.

The tender brought out the stakes and sat them in front Adion. Her green eyes flickered onto the delicacy. It looked as good as she had imagined. Then again, anything looked good when you have been living off of berries in the woods and old biscuits. Living in the city was actually a bit harder than in the wilderness, for Blair. On her way to Adelost, she could hunt her food, but in the city, she had to earn it. No matter what labor she went through the Humans would never think she had earned the money.

She moved her gaze to Adion again. "Do you have more questions, Sir Adion?" She asked in a quiet voice. Her fingers fumbled against one another in slight nervousness. Though she enjoyed speaking to the man, being around so many Humans and people who hated her always made her nervous.

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"One more. Why do all the beings that I have seen on this 'mainland' have an unquenchable self greed?" Adion said as he slid one of the steaks over to Blair, beginning to gnaw on the second one. He watched her and waited for her to speak. Adion was also thinking about where in Vera Blair would be happiest. Garlion provided a good city climate, and though a small population of vere, enough vere to fill a tips cup. However, Blair seemed more like a forest person with a large amount of honor, which means that if one of the alpha vere of Rukelion found her respectful enough, she might be allowed to live on the island. That would be an honor that has only been given out once or twice in the history of Vera.

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Blair gave a sad face as she had no answer to his final question. She shrugged her shoulders lightly. "Possibly it is simply in their nature." She replied softly before taking another sip of ale. She gazed at the steak and picked up the knife and fork that had been set to the side for some other patron who did not use them. She slowly started cutting the steak into small squares. Her mouth watered as she cut it. She couldn't help but to be excited. She had always heard the rich men speak of the wonderful fulfilling flavor of steak.

She took a bite and closed her eyes. It was as wonderful as she imagined. She almost started to cry. However, after taking another bite she set down her fork and bowed her head to the man. "I do not feel I have earned this. Please, give me something I must do that would make it equal." She requested, with her head still bowed in respect. Though she loved the flavor and it was indeed wonderful, she knew she had not earned such a wonderful meal.

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Adion looked at Blair, thinking over his response. Finally it came to him. "You have more than earned it. You have not only answered my questions, but put up with immense and reasonless hate. You have refused to turn to crime, and have worked more than 1 honest day. You have earned it. Maybe not just in this conversation, but over at least a fraction of your life." Adion stated. It was taught into him from the beginning of his life to be kind to those who were kind to all, and that he was. Besides, he had ordered the same steak and the same ale, of course his was already long gone, except for the ale, he liked to savor that. Back in Vera, ale was a rare commodity, as they mainly had vodka and mead.

Adion now began to regurgitate the entire conversation he had just had into a notebook that he pulled out of his travel pack. However, he wrote in Varen symbols. It was not likely that anyone would recognize this, as it was only used when vere spoke or wrote to each-other. They stuck with the common language when communing with non-vere, mainly as a sign of respect the other.

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Adion got up from his seat at the bar. He would have to log the conversation, but first he finished his drink. He handed another handful of assorted coins to the bartender and walked about his way. Adion then went into his room, opened his journal where he scratched down the conversation, got out his good pen and ink, and began copying the journal onto a scroll with some notes added in parts of the conversation to point things out.

The vere loved scrolls. They were what all officially published documents in Vera had to be on. Books and note pads were only used by the vere of notes or drafting, reducing the use of expensive scrolls. The libraries of Vera would put the titles of scrolls on the sides so that they would be quickly known.

Adion's penmanship was impressive. Outstanding compared to even some politicians. That was the odd think about vere, they were large but ungodly gentle and in control. Adion soon finished moving the conversation over with his notes added to help other vere understand the situation. Adion then packed up the small amount of stuff that he was carrying when he traveled, went downstairs, told the bartender that he was leaving, and went out the door. It was late, and the sun was low. Adion would be able to travel through the night much easier than he would during the day. He could feel the cool breeze on his fur, which brought a sensation of pleasure to the large being. Adion started to walk to the exit of town. He would head into the land of the Huldrefolk. From what he had heard, they may fight him and give Adion a run for his coins. This did not concern him too much.

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Adion knew that to get to land of the Huldrefolk, he would need a map that at least shows where they are in comparison to this country. He picked up his stuff and went down to the bar, alerted the bar keep that he was leaving, and headed for Barberry.

From some of the stuff that Adion had learned from the humans, there was a large library in Barberry that dwarfs all other libraries. It might even have a map of the land of the Huldrefolk. Adion had also heard that there were some sort of working groups or something that gave out jobs that usually paid well and required a fighter, something that all vere are. The nice part about Barberry was that there was no need to get a map to there, it was marked on all the street signs.

Adion had already past Adelost's front gate and went on the main road. Following the signs at a vere's traveling pace, Adion found himself in front of Barberry within 2 or 3 hours. Going in the front gate, he watched as all the people bustled around packing the streets with their bodies.

He began to walk down the street, stopping to ask a passing human to ask for directions to the town's largest library. Following the human's directions, Adion found his way to the Imperial Archive. Walking in to the building Adion got a few glances from those within who looked at him with odd stares. This was something that Adion had gotten used to. He looked around seeing the massive shelves of books that were organized to an amazing precision. Adion marveled at the amount of human knowledge that was store here, for those who had the will to read it.

After a few mores steps forward, Adion was snapped out of his awe filled walk by a scent of a race that he was not familiar with. He sat down next to the slender and beautiful woman. Adion caught a glance of some faint yellow glow. It looked familiar to him, so Adion checked under his fur finding a faintly glowing ferrum, dipping his hand in something that was in his bag, and then gently pulled the small, glowing crystal off with little struggle. Once he had the crystal placed on the table, he would wait for the woman to look up from her book and he would say "Hello. Do you mind if I ask some questions about you and your people?"

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The elf buried her face into a tome, attempting to absorb the information from the literature. Even if it had nothing to do with anything that she wanted to research, she felt strangely at home in the archives--there was an eerie sense of calm that she felt when she could isolate herself from the rest of the world. Whether out in the wild or lost in a book, pushing herself away from any potential... mishaps was the best way to go.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone walking toward her wearing thick wolf pelts--something that seemed rather out of place in a library. The elf ignored this newcomer, assuming that he would be doing his own research as she was; minding one's own business was the norm in a library, so why was he so intent on sitting close to her?

And then, the strangest thing--she saw this newcomer reach into his bag and pull out a small glowing crystal before setting it on the table next to her. She froze, feeling the skin grow cold as her face paled. What was the purpose of this particular action? Did he know about her condition? Could he have seen something at all? Were these new sleeves not nearly as opaque as she had thought? The elf looked down at the fabric of her new robes, a look of panic in her eyes as she found that her clothing was completely opaque. There was no way he could have seen anything, so why did he place a crystal on the table as if he did? The elf cautiously turned toward the newcomer, recognizing the race. She had seen a few of his kind wandering the forests before she began travelling the land in search of answers.

"Hello. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions about you and your people?" the vere asked. The woman in red remembered that the few that had come to their tribe were also wanderers--archivists for their race, they called themselves. They asked all sorts of questions to the various tribesmembers--everything from culture to crafting, from hunting to dancing. She had no idea why the elder members were so open to them in the first place, but she could not imagine what had happened to the information that these past vere had gathered from their tribe. Had they onlynow realized that their information was possibly outdated, or did they perhaps lose their entire record on the elves? In any case, she was in little mood to do any talking, especially to nosy archivists that she thought knew too much already.

"...is this what your kind does?" she asked, avoiding eye contact and trying to keep her voice down as to not draw further attention to herself. This was proving to be somewhat difficult, as a few wandering eyes had followed the wolf-creature for the sheer novelty. She did her best to attempt to keep her voice steady but was finding it more and more difficult to hold back her apprehension. Did she sense fear in her tone now? "Do you always go around asking random passersby for their life stories? What if--"

A loud noise interrupted her train of thought as her attention snapped toward a young girl sitting on the ground, surrounded by a pile of books. After getting a glimpse of the interrupting force, the elf had a sickening revelation: this was the same girl from the market who had thrown herself in front of her to save the familiar that had torn her sleeve! What was she doing here in the archives? Was she spying on her? Had she suspected something and followed her here? If she had been attempting to remain hidden, she had obviously failed; however, how long could she have spent studying her from afar?

Shutting her book and placing it on the table, the elf hastily grabbed the flask from the floor and stood up from table, quickly making use of the distraction created by the fallen girl and ducking around a bookcase out of view of the vere and other onlookers. She could feel her heart pounding in her throat as she ducked out of the archive, frustrated and disappointed that she could not be left alone to her own devices. Why did everyone seem to be so interested in her on this particular day? Why had the fates conspired to make her feel more alone than ever before?

The streets were eerily empty outside the Archive, almost as if something had chased the masses away. The elf did not seem to mind nearly as much, despite the fact that her nerves were still spiraling out of control. She had to keep her cool, though--she couldn't let anyone see her falling apart like this: not here, not now. Once she was outside the city, it wouldn't matter anymore. She would be away from these people and she could get away from this awful place; away from prying eyes and curious noses trying to force themselves into private matters.

You knew this would be a bad idea... Why did you decide to go back when that girl followed you in?

How was I supposed to know that she would want to follow me? What if she wasn't there because of me at all? Maybe she wants to do her own research...

How can you be sure? What about the vere asking questions? Don't you think he was a little bit
too eager to get your story?

I was never planning on divulging sensitive information, especially when I don't even know myself... It's not the right time...

Don't you see? It will
never be the right time to tell anyone, least of all a vere with no sense of personal space!

...perhaps I
was too harsh... If it's what they do--

Does it matter if it's what they do? If they find out about your condition, they'll never leave you alone... No one will ever leave you alone after they find out...


The elf appeared visibly stressed, her face still pale and her pace quickening as she barreled down the empty street. She was so focused on trying to avoid any potential route where people could be hiding. Would it be better to stay out in the open? At least there she would be able to find her way out of the city, but she would draw attention to herself being the only one out and about right now. On the other hand, if she were to duck into an alleyway, she could maintain an element of stealth at the expense of being utterly and hopelessly lost...

Before she could make that decision, she noticed a figure sitting alone in the plaza, the setting sun outlining the silhouette. The most striking feature she noticed were the two cat-like ears atop her head poking out from a cap. She stopped, recognizing this figure from before as the owner of the familiar that had torn the sleeve from her old robes. The elf was about to walk in the opposite direction when she remembered the weight in her hand. The flask! This girl had forced it into her arms after apologizing for the foxarms after apologizing for the fox's behavior! Unfortunate that she had no extra money on her, otherwise the elf would have relinquished the sum given to her.

Slowly, cautiously, the elf made her way toward the girl, keeping her bad arm behind her back and holding the potion with her other. She felt ridiculous, willingly approaching someone that might have actually seen something she shouldn't have. In fact, it had been her ineptitude that caused her to panic in the first place! Shaking aside the negative thoughts, the elf finally approached the girl, unsure of whether she had actually noticed her approach.

"...I believe this belongs to you..." she finally broke the silence, placing the flask on the cobblestone ground next to the frazzled-looking girl.

If she says anything about your arm--

She was too busy trying to run after her familiar!

How can you be too sure? Perhaps she's more observant than you think!

If she has, then I merely turn around and walk away...

You know it's never that simple, right?

Nothing is ever simple anymore...

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Adion had heard the tribes girl smash into the books and the elf leave. Something was wrong though, normally he would just help the tribes girl. But something had cracked off of the elf's arm, a tiny caith crystal. A small fragment similar to the ones that formed under his fur. Adion knew what caused it, unstable casting resulting in the unintentional formation of caith crystals, and how to treat it, using warm salt water to get the crystal to move away from organic material. So, he made his decision. It would be the most beneficial for all if the elf could be able to show her arms again.

Adion had no trouble honing in on the elf. Most could not tell, but elves tended to have a sweeter, more natural scent. Adion still had the small piece of broken caith and moved a little ways from the elf to where she could see him. He then removed a caith crystal from under his fur, trying to show that he could help her. He wanted to help her. It was what vere do. The only thing that they ask is information. That is their tradition. That is the vere way.