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Lucille Strommheim

Noble young knight from House Traeger.

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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.
A nation on the continent of Siv'en. It is led by a King and six Jarls that rule the six districts of Skyfall from the Exalted Mountains down to the Empyrean Sea. Their numbers are large and their armies are mighty.
One of the main houses of Ellaria.

Description

Lucille is a well-trained elite knight with sworn fealty to House Traeger. Having now served as a knight for 3 years, she now enters her fourth and final year of service before being appointed her own duchy to the east.

Background
Borne to the second-highest house in Ellaria, Lucille stands to inherit a tidy sum on the behest of the king. Trained by the greatest warriors in her House's history, Lucille is an expert tactician and duelist alike, capable of commanding armies to swift and certain victory.

Magic & Mystery
Rumors swirl about Lucille's illicit relationship with the Mage's Guild, a forbidden caste in the eyes of the crown. Having spent much of her knighthood among the poor, she had plenty of opportunity to establish a foothold in the local communities of the various castles around the kingdom.

So begins...

Lucille Strommheim's Story

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Character Portrait: Yoko Kayabuki Character Portrait: Shimizu Takayama Character Portrait: Sigurd Hring Character Portrait: Seno Miyagi Character Portrait: Yukiko Takayama Character Portrait: Iskjerne Vikings Character Portrait: The Ulfhednar Character Portrait: Asvith Thrym Character Portrait: Takao Eguchi Character Portrait: Frendor Falcon-Wind Character Portrait: Eras Character Portrait: Sinfrost Character Portrait: Lucille Strommheim Character Portrait: Dvalinn Character Portrait: Ettonian Army Regulars Character Portrait: Lord Protector Hans of Ettonia Character Portrait: Infernian's Chosen Knight Order Character Portrait: Emilia Auguste von Dornburg Character Portrait: Ziara
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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...

The setting changes from Weargtooth Mountains to Ellaria

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Lucille Strommheim looked to the horizon as the low-rumble swept over the slums of the Great House's Castle. The hair on the back of her neck stiffened, a cold sensation sinking into her bones as it faded into the background.

What was that?
she asked of her squire, a stern middle-aged man of humble descent.

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Far, far, far, far, far to the north, there was a change in the skyline. One of the peaks was taller than before, and odd shaped as well. It was legitimately puncturing the clouds, unlike the rest, which was especially unusual. Those who knew the signs would know that the first of the Colossi had awoken.

The edges of the clouds began to visibly pinken. Beyond the rolling cumulonimbi Eras grew stronger, absorbing more of Gaia and whatever forces dare venture close. An uncomfortably long thunder boomed in the Weargtooth Mountains.

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Character Portrait: Asvith Thrym Character Portrait: Frendor Falcon-Wind Character Portrait: Zhou 'Spud' Myrkul Character Portrait: Sinfrost Character Portrait: Lucille Strommheim Character Portrait: Zirkonia Character Portrait: Philip MacGuffin
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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

    by Remæus
  2. Spud got tagged on accident

    by lostamongtrees

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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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Character Portrait: Asvith Thrym Character Portrait: Lucille Strommheim Character Portrait: Philip MacGuffin Character Portrait: Tartarea
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The second step never had the chance to land. The Hearthwater Channel was deep in all spots, having had been a canyon at one time flooded as time passed by. In the center was a grotto, widely underestimated. The Alneh Sanctum respected the Mother Tree and Lifegiver Grotto, though they didn't understand why the bogmen worshiped such a place. Even after the day the waters rose and the northern mouth was blocked by a pillar of mountain falling from the sky the Alneh didn't realize.

Tartarea had done his job well redirecting the step as it fell. In the deepest depths of Hearthwater Channel, Lifegiver Grotto churned with the forces of Gaia and the seas. Tartarea couldn't stop the step from landing but he could protect the last sacred spot untainted by Eras.

The waters in the channel surged up a few feet. Those unlucky enough to live near the water and prefer it dry suffered greatly. Many dwellings were forced underwater, and there was enough drownings to cause upset. The Alneh had not responded quick enough beyond the Razor Tiara to the giant in northern Ellaria. Despite the destruction, the Mother Tree remained unharmed. The Hearthwater Channel, while largely inconvenienced and semi-traumatized, had hopes to rebuild.

Being as such, there was no tidal wave to surge into the channel. Instead, Tartarea harnessed the force to direct the waves in such a way that they undulated back out to sea. The bulk of the waters wasn't able to wreak havoc to Ellaria, although there was something else entire to be said for anyone unlucky enough to be out on the Tartarean Seas.

Much like in the Hearthwater Channel, though not as dramatically, the northern coast of Ellaria would experience a surge. The waves lapped further inland. A few cliff faces deteriorated into the sea on impact. The newly created ravine flash flooded. The waters continued to surge around the ankle of the jotunn, attempting to stop it from moving on south.

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Character Portrait: Iskjerne Vikings Character Portrait: Asvith Thrym Character Portrait: Takao Eguchi Character Portrait: Frendor Falcon-Wind Character Portrait: Eras Character Portrait: Lucille Strommheim Character Portrait: Zirkonia Character Portrait: Philip MacGuffin Character Portrait: Tartarea
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  1. if you were taggged it is because there is a chance your character witnessed a great white dragon ascend into the clouds, is all! <3

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As they rose above Ellaria, a few things below caught the eye of the dragon. The Empyrean Sea, far, far, far to the south was sending forceful winds north. They ascended even higher, the skies were visibly dark and brewing over the sea. Just north in the mountains was a settlement in a bay. It was populated, active, thriving. However something about it didn't seem quite right, Crimson stained the snow and the people moved in strange patterns. A great ship also rested here. There was a depression in the mountain where it had slid down. A new ravine had formed as well. The rock face inside was stark and black against the white of the other peaks, the Tartarean sea swirling the bottom into mud. Just as Zirconia was about to breach the clouds she noticed the Hearthwater Channel pulse a periwinkle. Her heart surged, for that was a good sign.

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Character Portrait: Iskjerne Vikings Character Portrait: Asvith Thrym Character Portrait: Takao Eguchi Character Portrait: Frendor Falcon-Wind Character Portrait: Eras Character Portrait: Lucille Strommheim Character Portrait: Zirkonia Character Portrait: Philip MacGuffin Character Portrait: Tartarea
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In the skies above the clouds, a strange shape winked into existence, and began to move slightly, a keen eye could make out it's artificial, bulbous nature.

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Character Portrait: Iskjerne Vikings Character Portrait: Asvith Thrym Character Portrait: Takao Eguchi Character Portrait: Frendor Falcon-Wind Character Portrait: Eras Character Portrait: Lucille Strommheim Character Portrait: Zirkonia Character Portrait: Philip MacGuffin Character Portrait: Tartarea
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The skies above Ellaria and all of Gaia had emptied and refilled. New constellations dotted the sky and crowded the old, strange shapes with strange lights and colors.

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Character Portrait: Asvith Thrym Character Portrait: Zhou 'Spud' Myrkul Character Portrait: Lucille Strommheim Character Portrait: Philip MacGuffin Character Portrait: Torstein Avenliv
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Lucille Strommheim looked towards the sky, taking note of the bizarre shape.

What in the heavens is that?
she exclaimed.