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Helena Von Wintherheim

"No matter what, I will always be your sword and shield."

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a character in “The Tale of Six Heroes”, originally authored by Byte, as played by RolePlayGateway


Helena Von Wintherheim





Lady-in-waiting and guardian to Rina Verrais.

Helena is much like what everyone from noble origins should appear to be: Groomed, fashionably dressed, pretty. Of course, beauty is within the eyes of the beholder, but one can't say that Helena was unlucky when they handed out the pretty faces. Standing a mighty fair five foot and nine inches and sporting a humble athletic build, Helena carries herself with grace and pride in a way that only a true swordsman can present themselves. Despite being born in Ventus, her long and wavy, platinum blonde hair, lime green eyes and creme tone skin definitely showcase her Terran heritage.

Would it be too clichΓ© to say that Helena perfectly embodies a noble turned glorified knight? Probably. Nevertheless, it remains true all the same. Helena, unlike her companion, practices patience and benevolence in order to affirm her role as the personal guard of an otherwise rambunctious, wanna-be mage heroine. Which, if you'd ask her, is quite the task. Yet, Helena never seems to waver from her calm and impartial demeanour. At least, towards Rina. Regardless of her exterior behaviour and stance, which is generally welcoming and accepting, Helena is... to say the least, wary of strangers. However, she always remains polite and gives the opportunity for said strangers to prove themselves worthy of her trust and respect.

A fine wine || Fancy dresses || Civility || Honour || Sparring || Poetry

Prejudice || Underhandedness || Drunkards || Confined spaces || Insects || Firearms

Before her departure, Helena made sure to pack light and bring only the essentials. Among her treasured sword, that is secured on her hip, she carries several knives concealed in her clothing. A leather satchel that houses her favourite poem collection, some gold and a few knick-knacks is conveniently sewed onto her belt.

Helena is a proficient commander, diplomat and guide. Standing a figurative head taller with a natural aura of confidence and strength. That backed up with a talent for speeches and a pretty voice to boot, Helena inspires men and women alike to heed her words of wisdom. Of course, despite her way with pretty words and a soothing voice, Helena is no stranger to the art of combat. Her exceeding skill with the sharp end of a blade is well known among the common and uncommon folk, and, possibly, matched only by a select few.

Helena lacks the innate ability to manipulate energy in order to cast spells, and as such is neither trained nor knowledgeable in any branch of magic.

So begins...

Helena Von Wintherheim's Story

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Character Portrait: Alex Frost Character Portrait: Rina Verrais Character Portrait: Helena Von Wintherheim
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#, as written by Byte
One of the more comfortable tables in the corner of the pub was currently taken by two women, both in conversation, although one seemed to be more enthusiastic about it than the other.

"...Well, how about that contract for tracking down the cult those guys from earlier were talking about? They've doubled the reward again since yesterday, y'know!"

The woman opposite of the enthusiastic mage gestured her refusal to take on such a risky job. They had doubled the reward twice now, and that was a sign of danger much too often. Of course, young and eager mercenaries like her partner here never really did care for such details, a lack of care that usually resulted in fatal outcomes.

"My apologies, but I don't believe it would be wise to accept this contract, m'lady. Such a high bounty is often accompanied with high risks." Despite her best wishes, Helena doubted the mage would heed her words. She rarely did. "Think about it overnight, perhaps?"

Rina looked crestfallen upon hearing what her companion had to say, but she knew she was right. "Yeah, I'll... I'll do that. Besides, we'd need to get a few more people together for it anyway." Her eyes slowly scanned the room, a new idea starting to form. "Hey, we could probably find a few people in here who might be able to help us out. See anyone who looks like they could last long?"

Helena complied with the unspoken wishes of Rina, quickly scanning the room for any seasoned mercenaries that could assist them in this contract. There were a couple that had caught her eye, however Helena felt that, since it was Rina who wanted to take this contract, it was Rina who should choose. "Anyone in particular taking your fancy?"

The mage was about to reply that she hadn't found anyone, until an oddly young-looking man at one of the tables exclaimed something about a general of Ignis and starting coughing on his ale. Rina couldn't help but snigger at the sight and murmur "Looks like somebody's had one too many."

Helena tried her best to ignore the drunk shouts, however that proved to be challenging as every person, animal and object in the room had taken immediate notice of it - Even Rina. "Of course they have." The woman scoffed, quickly turning the conversation to a subject that was important. "We definitely won't ask them for help." She joked, resuming her drink as they waited for more... competent candidates to arrive.

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Character Portrait: Locaia Janqu Character Portrait: Alex Frost Character Portrait: Rina Verrais Character Portrait: Helena Von Wintherheim
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Libraries. And books. And parchment. And ink. That's what Locaia enjoyed the most. Not pubs. She couldn't stand pubs. So, what was she doing in a pub? She wasn't sure. It might have had something to do with the fact that she could gather information easily. And by easily, I mean with a lot of work and maybe a bit of torture. She pulled her blue hood farther in front of her face. "What can I get you?" the bartender asked.


"Just water?"

"Just water."

The confused man walked to get her water. She settled down at one of the tables, reaching into her cloak and withdrawing a book. Her hands brushed the fans she used as a last resort, but she barely gave them a second thought. The book was about arcane healing magic. And by arcane, it meant arcane. Long before kingdoms even existed and mages were just discovering what they could do. She was so engrossed in her book that she didn't realize someone approaching her.

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Character Portrait: Regulus Leonard Character Portrait: Alex Frost Character Portrait: Rina Verrais Character Portrait: Helena Von Wintherheim
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Helena idly glanced at the spectacle of four hulking giants approaching the far end table almost in unison, apparently they had it in for the two blokes that had briefly disrupted the chatter amongst patrons. Why, Helena couldn't tell, although the sudden gush of blood as one of the gruff mercenaries ragdolized against the floorboard had given her an inkling of what might've gone about.

As the fight escalated into a visceral, one-sided beatdown, quite obviously the dumb-as-bricks misfits on the losing end of said beating, Helena didn't speak, and merely looked to Rina, who she assumed must've seen the display. It was hard not to, considering it was in plain sight.

Rina had watched the fight, and although she couldn't help but flinch at some of the bloodier parts, her mind was in motion. If the cult they were after was going to be dangerous, they needed a few people relatively more expendable than themselves who could put up a good fight if she and Helena were to get that reward.

"Hmm... We could probably use a couple of good meatshields," Rina commented after a while. "What say you?"

"Every able hand is welcomed. Whatever the form." She retorted with a slight hint of disgust. She was very opinionated about these sort of things, however if Rina wished to ask for their assistance Helena would obediently agree to that. She had to at least give credit for dispatching of the four savages, regardless whether or not they were any real threat...

"Very well. Shall we make them the offer, m'lady?" Helena gracefully rose from her seat, allowing her right arm to rest on the hilt of her sword as she faced Rina and patiently waited for her to take the initiative.

"No time like the present, Helena," said Rina, striding purposefully towards the two young men. Their red hair gave away their heritage as sons of Ignis, a nation known for its fighters... and little else.

"Good evening, gentlemen. I have a proposition for you that you might be interested in, if you would be so kind as to hear me out."