Thread:The Second Age Server/@comment-174.51.160.180-20170526224157

Current name: Kelva_Erebiel



Meaning: Daughter of The Lonely Animal



Original name: Kelva_Cuina



Meaning: Daughter of the Living Creatures



User: Kelva



<span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Role: Wandering elf bent on revenge

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Roleplay experience: I have played roles on other servers similar to this one including DOME. Most of my actual roleplay experience is paragraph style away from servers in a forum setting. Typically in fantasy based themes much like this server. I also have roleplayed already on this server with several users.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Bio:

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Kelva was born not long after the Silvan elves took in Oropher and he was made king of the Woodland Realm. Her family was of the middle upper class, having had a rich history serving as guards and soldiers for various sections of the elven armed forces. In early life she was raised to be a warrior like others of her family before her. Not long after she had begun training she grew discontent with her life. She much rather spend time amongst the trees and leaves of her great wooded home.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Despite her discontent, her family’s honor was important to her. As such she felt obligated to push upwards to near the top of her class. Her sword skills prevented her from rising much further though, they were far from the grace of a normal elf. What let her maintain her rank was her skills with the bow laiden in her hand. Whispers around the realm that her arrows were like leaves in fall, brilliant and carried afar by the wind. These rumors earned her a brief council with Oropher, who in their brief time lit her imagination like the stars in the night sky. The stories of forests and grasslands afar slowly burned into Kelva’s mind. Her family though crushed such notions whenever possible, for no daughter of her kin would be a lowly wanderer!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The young elf eventually convinced her family to take a brief trip to Lorien to see their kin. She had planned to turn back, but the amazement of such a wood only made her all the more curious as to what laid beyond such lands. Lost in her joy and delight she traveled to land after land, her homeland vanishing in her mind. During this time of travel her family had gone on a trip to visit their kin the Avari, however did not return. It was in this time Kelva grew weary of her solitude, but sadly she did not recall her way back to the green wood she once called home. Despite this she still sought the company of intelligent life.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Kelva’s first meeting with higher life forms was sadly with that of Goblins and Orcs in forests near the misty mountains. For a day she watched them, and to her horror they were not what she hoped they might be. They burned and cut her lovely forests, all in the name of the dark one. In fear of their numbers and horrid ways, she fled into the closest forest, which unknowingly to her was fangorn. There she grew ever lost in the tangled branches and whispers of trees. Her elven swiftness kept her from being caught, but the array of angry plants made her believe that Yavanna herself must be enraged at how her creation had been neglected.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">In time Kelva escaped Fangorn and made her back to her kindred in the great green wood, but by then she had become twisted in distaste for other higher life forms. The witness of men and orc burning, cutting, and destroying so many of Yavanna’s jewels burned in her mind. Returning home was a brief relief, only to be shattered at the disappearance of her family. With great haste she bore the wind like a mother’s arms and went eastward; but upon reaching their tribal kin she was made aware no Elves from the green wood ad ever arrived in their realm. Stricken with grief at her irresponsible nature, she stayed with the Avari, as a guest in one of their homes. She dare not move, her eyes were as hazy as the mordor sky, her arms limp like vines creeping up to wear down a keep. It was in this she became conflicted to her purpose, like a spell was on her lips. In time she drew from her bed, but the fire of her heart was put to ash.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Yet from ash comes a new forest, and so it came to be. A huntsman of the Avari tribe took her outwards into the great forests of Rhun, and there she grew in friendship with him. For the brief years they had, she fashioned her own bow from branches around her, much like the huntsman Feulo fashioned a new heart from the ashes. Eventually they made a small base out in that wood, but Kelva slowly felt her old life calling. She had to return to her kin, her king, and with her came Feulo. In this pilgrimage Feulo’s light would fade, snuffed out by the arrow of an Orc. This time Kelva’s grief would turn to rage, an ember of hatred for the twisted beings of Melkor now a roaring fire. Her pilgrimage to her people was now a crusade to avenge Yavanna and her friend.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Her rage only fueled her delusions sewed by Fangorn, now once buried, springing up like seeds in spring. The became bent on the idea she was Yavanna’s messanger, like a holy rain sent to snuff out all the orcs she would come across. Her unusual obsession  made other elves weary of her, branding her a new name to match her feral nature. Kelva Cuina, daughter of the lonely animal, though she was far from alone. Elves of greenwood would claim to see her naked running with wolves in the twilight hours, as if hunting orcs in the mist. In the moon her hunt will go ever as orcs amas with the coming of new darkness.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Needed for this role: I have seen a few other players talk about this in their applications. I believe most answers have been in time you can earn rp Items. I mostly was just looking for a bow specific to this character to represent the bow she made with Feulo. If not no worries, was just curious if it were possible.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Cambria;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Final Thoughts: Thanks for reading, all criticism is welcome! I had issues with finding some specific dates, so if the time scale is off please let me know. Have a great day! <ac_metadata title="Character Application For User Kelva"> </ac_metadata>