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Frendor Falcon-Wind

Journeyman Elf-Wizard, disciple of the Arch-Wizard Elvaron, affiliated to the Fellowship of Light

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by LukeShepherd

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A band of adventurers that were chosen for a quest that started out for mere stones through deceit. Nightfall is coming to Gaia with the Second Rising of Eras. The Champions will either plunge the world into darkness or bath it in everlasting light.
Elves, humans and other wizards, united to use powers of magic for good, promoting peace and healing.

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At 500 years old, Frendor is a mere youth by elvish reckoning. In comparison, his mentor, the Arch-Wizard Elvaron is over 3000 years old. Frendor has recently completed his wizardly apprenticeship, but has yet to master one of the deep specialties needed to join a Community of Master Wizards. Frendor often performs minor missions and errands on behalf of Elvaron and other members of the Fellowship of Light. Each time Frendor has to use all his ingenuity and skill, deepening his knowledge in the process.

So begins...

Frendor Falcon-Wind's Story

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Frendor Falcon-Wind looks around

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Frendor Falcon-Wind extends his awareness, seeking to understand what the wind is saying

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Frendor Falcon-Wind looks at all the other people

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 “ My greetings to all those assembled here. ”

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The wind began to stir, brushing up against Frendor. A whisper, "Hello, what is it you seek?"

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The wind began to manifest into the vague shape of a lady, hovering just above the high and swaying grasses. She hoped not to alarm him, "Surely there is something you seek...?"

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Frendor bowed as if to acknowledge the voice of the Wind.

“I seek answers to my quest. I am sent by my mentor, Elvaron, to explore this world and recover any who are lost or out of place. Can you help me?”

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"Of course," answered the wind, flattening the golden grasses as she circled Frendor in an inward spiral.

"There are many who are lost, many more who must be found...Tell me, adventurer, have you ever climbed a mountain?"

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"Many times I have climbed hills and even small mountains, but never yet a high snow-peaked mountain. I am up to any challenge. I will go wherever I am needed most" said Frendor, feeling a slight chill at the prospect of hiking through a cold wind-swept mountain peak.

He sat in quiet meditation, mentally preparing himself for the challenge, trying to recall what he had been taught about the natural and magical sciences of mountains, but at the same time, paying full attention to the voice of the wind.

Not all winds are hostile, he thought, perhaps instead of struggling against a harsh unfriendly mountain wind, I might find a friendly voice in this wind.

"Have you visited this mountain often, and would you travel with me, at least for part of the journey?" he asked "and may I ask your name, in so much as it can be said in human or elvish words?"

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"I will travel for you," Aewisp replied, the wind beginning to whip around Frendor. It wasn't rough and toussling, but it did grow colder and colder.
"...There is a land in danger of a great corruption..."

Snow began to form on the wind

"...This far from his awakening, they know not what truly threatens..."

The yellow plains began to fade beyond the growing blizzard

"...The Wind entrusts you as it's messenger..."

Mountains formed in the distance, the snow beginning to build underfoot

"Ensure Ellaria unifies against Eras!"

The winds stopped. The snow stood still in the air for a moment, before gently falling down. On a not-so-distant peak, a dragon crouched.

The setting changes from Genesis to Weargtooth Mountains

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In the sky a strange shadow, to the south the horizon was unnaturally bright- a white arc resting beneath the backlit forever-clouds.

A too-small blizzard formed on the neighboring peak. Sinfrost craned his attention away from the bay up to the sky. Something had changed about the position of whatever was beyond the clouds. After a moment's contemplation, the blizzard caught Sinfrost's attention.

A humanoid emerged. Sinfrost stayed exactly still, but wasn't exactly hiding.

Frendor could notice all of these things, perhaps. In the distance, far down in the cape, there was a small civilization, and a massive ship which had clearly torn through here rested below.

Sinfrost kept an eye on the newcomer.He wondered if this one was anything like the ones squabblng down in Iskjerne Bay,

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Frendor extended his awareness to sense what kind of being was in front of him. A dragon, no less. He watched carefully to see what it would do. He prepared himself to create a defensive shield if needed, but the dragon appeared to be in its element, and Frendor was inexperienced with frost-magic.

Frendor whispered to the wind "Do you know this dragon? Is it related to one of the factions that I must unite?".

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Frendor wondered to himself, who are Ellaria and what is Eras?, but then he stopped to ponder the dragon.

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 “ Greetings, noble Dragon, I am Frendor Falcon-Wind, a journeyman wizard of the Fellowship of Light. I am on a quest to unite the warring factions below, to achieve peace and unity. Can you help me? ”

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Frendor Falcon-Wind examines Ruby Egg

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Sinfrost watched, silent, as the stranger spoke of unity and peace. He found something in the snow, which had eluded Sinfrost until that moment, and swiftly head towards the coast. What was that? Sinfrost spread his great wings and took off from the peak. High above the shadow beyond the clouds had stopped moving.

A great clap of thunder shook the mountains.

Sinfrost stumbled in his flight, but regained coarse. He soared high into the clouds, up, up, up, and finally breached them. What he saw, there above the clouds, was otherworldly. It was as if an entire moon had collapsed and reassembled in such a strange way. Something else Sinfrost noticed was the dead star.

The dead star no longer seemed so dead. Something deep inside Sinfrost felt dread, almost panic. What was all of this, above the clouds?

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Thunder and lightning...

The skies were furious with their display of lights and shadows. Down below, the mountains trembled with the clammering of thunder and lightning. The misty rainbow which formed over the waterfall at Kadota Peaks had disappeared, though the river still flowed. Deep within the rockface, inside the Weargtooth Mountains, another presence was felt. The chaos and loud bellowing of the mountains had disturbed Asvith Thrym from his slumber. The enormous frost jotunn had been sleeping for centuries, appearing to those around him as just another snowcapped mountain. But as one of the large rock formations began to move, soon the mountain was turned sideways as Asvith Thrym lifted his head to sit up and open his giant eyes for the first time in eons.

Asvith yawned deeply, the sound carrying for miles over the mountain tops, echoing throughout the many nearby lands of Ellaria where they could be felt from across the sea. His breath was like a cold blizzard, his mouth as wide as a gaping cave, his eyes as large and icey as Gaia's moons. He had a forest of trees for hair, large giant roots dangling from his rocky hands and feet, and a long frozen white beard formed from the centuries of ice and snow. Asvith Thrym was a giant among giants, an enemy of Asgard since the days of old, banished to Gaia at a time that had long since been forgotten. As he sat up slowly, his massive head stood at eye level with the surrounding mountains. Even now, sitting down, the jotunn was mighty and terrifying to behold.

He would slowly rub his eyelids and look around as small boulders, rocks and earth fell from his head and shoulders like dandruff, smashing and crushing the ground below. The massive rock giant was too large to notice the elves and dragons, and other creatures in his vicinity. Confused and still waking up, Asvith was incredibly slow but incredibly mighty, an echo of legendary gods from ancient times. He would briefly swat at a large dragon as it circled around his head and soared above the sky into the clouds, as if shewing away a common gnat or mosquito. But just like a mosquito, the dragon was much faster and likely able to dodge his enormous hand with relative ease as it soared past him and disappeared.

Taking a moment to gather his strength, Asvith looked down at the settlements below. Noticing a rather large redwood tree sticking out of the forest, he reached over and plucked it from the ground by its roots, as if picking a small piece of broccoli from a salad. The tree itself was enormous, over a hundred feet tall and as wide as a house. But the jotunn would bring the leafy substance to his lips and bite down on it with his sharp jagged rocky teeth, snapping branches and crushing the tree in half with one big crunch. He then chewed the sustenance slowly, the sound of grinding rocks and wood carrying over the forest below until he had devoured the whole tree. Afterwards, he would slowly turn over and bring himself up to his hands and knees before pushing himself to his feet. As he stood up, his silhouette could be seen from miles and miles away, his frame now larger than even the highest mountains as he stood with his head in the clouds.

Asvith Thrym had awakened...

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Frendor woke up from his slumber in the forest.

Am I still dreaming, he wondered, and why cannot my eyes focus....

Then he realized the danger he was in. He spun a web of invisibility around his cloak. He started to change the substance of the trees, so that a sleeping potion would run through their sap. The change was slow and used all of his concentration, as Asvith Thrym ate portions of the forest.

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The forest, made of massive redwood trees, splashing through the Weargtooth Mountains, cried out as it was munched upon. Their voices were dimmer than they had ever been before.

Up standing to just above the clouds, a giant made of mountain itself. Though the rumblings across the sea stirred for long, it was on Ellaria that the first awoke. It was in the north of Ellaria that Eras's grip was most firm. Here, in northern Ellaria, one of the teeth biting the sky stood up. In it's wake, a ravine cutting north into the Ellarian Tartarean Coast. A gap in the skyline, filled with a figure connecting above to below.

The first of the Colossi.

Awoken.

The edges of the clouds began to visibly pinken. Eras grew stronger, absorbing more of Gaia and whatever forces dare venture close. He was hungry, so hungry. The redwood trees, too, felt within themselves another change. Their screams turned to wails turned to grumblings as they began to fall into a slumber. Thunder rumbled across the mountains as Eras laughed at Gaia's misfortune. He didn't seem to realize that the trees didn't weaken so rapidly by his hand alone.

Where were her champions now? Thunder rolled again as Eras laughed.

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 “ What is that? ”

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Sinfrost swept through the clouds as the trees slowed in their wails. The sight from above the clouds shook him to the bone. Something very bad was happening, and he didn't have enough wisdom of the past to realize exactly what. He honed in on Frendor, swooping wide of the risen Colossi and landing not far off from the magical human. Where did he go?

???A ripple of glitter undulated across the entire planet of Gaia. Almost invisible to the naked eye, but nonetheless a sign that Gaia wouldn't go down without a fight. It swirled up around Frendor, to an extent giving away where he hid in invisibility. Sinfrost didn't put two and two together and dismissed it as a trick of the light on the snow.

Another dragon, Zirconia, burst through the clouds from the south. She was white with a dark streak across one side. As she landed near Frendor, opposite of Sinfrost, the dark streak revealed itself to be dried blood. She panted, locking eyes with Sinfrost. He was younger than she, another dragon of frost and winter. He seemed wilder, unfamiliar with any tame ways. This was proven to be true when he stood taller and postured defensively, as if she was testing his dominance.

Well, now she was. Zirkonia drew herself to her full standing height. She was pleased to see that, though softer around the edges, she was taller than Sinfrost. Her scales glittered more, too, though his dark patterns likely helped with it here in the North. It was a bit darker here than all elsewhere- a bad sign. She returned attention to Frendor.

"Champion of Gaia, reveal yourself," Zirkonia commanded of Frendor in what she hoped was an unfrightening way. She postured herself at an angle to where he hid in invisibility, keeping an eye on Sinfrost. Sinfrost's glare had slipped into a look of curiosity. Champions? Why was that familiar?

Frendor had yet to accept the call of Gaia. Gaia herself would be a whisper in the wind and snow, calling to Frendor to assist in defending the realm against

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  1. Recommend avoiding "would" and other future tense verbs — they leave openings for others to interrupt your action! See Multiverse front page, re: past tense expectations

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  2. Spud got tagged on accident

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Asvith Thrym gazed up at the heavens, his enormous rocky head above the clouds. His icey cold eyes peered beyond Gaia's atmosphere, beyond its orbit, beyond its nearest stars into the thick black deep. As his eyes gained focus from being awake, his vision became enhanced to the point where he could see other galaxies and star systems that were millions of light-miles away, far beyond most other lines of sight. Thrym could see things that most of the inhabitants of Gaia only dreamed about or tried to imagine.

He gazed over the landscape in front of him. What he saw was an ocean of decidedly grey and pink clouds stretching for miles like a wool blanket, as if everything beneath his sights was made of fluffy pink cotton or mountains of grey popcorn, such was the dense cloud cover over Gaia at that moment. Strings of heat lightning, neon pink, neon blue and purple, would run currents through the dense clouds, providing a surreal and fantastic view of the planet's surface from above the sky.

Thrym gazed up further from within the dark shadowy circle above the clouds to the source of the eclipse. There before him was the Sõja, a large ship orbiting above the planet, casting its shadow over all of Ellaria including Thrym himself, who did not seem to be overly concerned with the vessel's presence at that moment as he turned his eyes beyond the Sõja, taking a mental note of the great dead star behind it. Asvith Thrym did not appear to be overly concerned with Eras either, however, as he peered further beyond the now glowing star and into the vastness of space, looking far far away towards something that not even they could see at that moment, something that was completely beyond the solar system.

By now, the enchanted tree sap would begin to take effect. But it did little to the mighty jotunn, whose mass was so great that it would take a whole salad of large redwood trees to slow him down. Thrym was not even effected by the tiny dosage of sleep magic that Fendor had inflicted on the tree, nor was he even aware of Fendor's presence in the forest. Asvith's mind and attention was elsewhere, his agenda totally irrelevant to all of the living creatures and sentient lifeforms around him. Asvith groaned, and with that the lands of Northern Ellaria began to quake.

He would move slowly, lifting his giant leg and setting one foot into the Hearthwater Channel with a massive splash, creating a tidal wave so big that its wake would carry all the way to the nearest shores, ten miles away. The channel was very deep at that particular spot, deep enough for large whales and aquatic dragons to roam freely, but to Thrym the water was only ankle deep. Almost three times taller than the Weargtooth Mountains the giant stood, and as he slowly moved to take another step, he would cast a shadow over many entire kingdoms, clearing miles and miles with a single step. Finally, he would move forward over the channel and across the Groenbogs, placing his other foot down in the northern Kadota Peaks.

As he stepped into Ellaria's southern mountain range, there would be another quaking of the land as his foot came down at the base of a mountain, forming a crater in the rocks several feet deep. Anything unfortunate enough to be in the places where he stepped would be instantly crushed, flattened and buried beneath tons of dirt, rock, mud and earth. There he would continue to look around with his head in the sky, as if searching for something.

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Frendor allowed his cloak of invisibility to fade, seeing as the dragons could so easily see through it.

"Who or what is Gaia, and what do you mean by champion?" he whispered.

He had been hoping for a simple quest. So far, nothing was as he had expected it to be.

He started shivering in the coldness, wrapping his cloak around him. He decided that he liked those two dragons. They seemed friendly and curious, not hostile at all.

Nothing made sense to him yet.

What was that super-giant, where did it come from, was it a threat to Gaia?

"I am here; I am ready" he said to the pair of dragons, as coldness seeped into his bones and he wrapped his cloak even closer.

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Sinfrost flinched backwards a hair as Frendor appeared. The dragon officially had no idea what was going on. He knew it was important. Quietly, Sinfrost listened as Frendor declared himself ready to accept the knowledge and responsibility of being a Champion.

"The Spirit of This Realm, Champion! Nightfall is coming as Eras rises," Zirkonia leaned in to say quieter, "Didn't you feel it? The call? It lead right here I swore to this exact spot..."

Sinfrost settled on his haunches and said to nobody in particular, "The entropy."

In the distance the great jotunn took a step into the north of the Groenbogs far east on Ellaria. A groan echoed through the mountains. The pink clouds above grew deeper in their hue. A great shadow was cast over the north of Ellaria as something loomed beyond the clouds. South in the Bez Daha Trees a civilization bloomed, and all across Gaia Champions answered the call.

"Eras," Zirkonia nodded, looking off to the jotunn once more, before focusing entirely on Frendor, "He grew too strong, here. Now he must be stopped."

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"Alone I cannot stop him" mused Frendor "but if all Gaia unities, then we can do something".

Frendor went into meditation, extending his awareness, following with his mind the path of the super-giant, looking for signs of resistance.

"Trees, can you hear me? Wind can you hear me? Champions of Gaia can you hear me? Dragons can you hear? People and races of Ellaria can you hear me? Let us unite and join forces against Eras; let us together find a way to protect and defend Gaia".

He projected the words from his mind into the air, into the sky, into the sea, into the trees and into the ground, using a broadcast of magical light. He poured all his energy into it, until he was exhausted and could do no more. Then he waited in silence.