Name: Aeariel Tumbae
Nickname: Elves call her Kano or Kano Tumbae. Men tend to call her Commander Tumbae or just Commander.
Title: Kano (elvish for commander)
Hair: Straight and silver hanging to her lower back, usually warn in a single braid down the back with some small and delicate braids going from brow line and wrapping within the main braid.
Eyes: Sea blue, varying from a light sky blue to a dark deep blue depending on her mood.
Skin: Pale white
Build: Slender and lithe with hidden strength.
Other: She has some impressive scars, one on her thigh, the other spans from her armpit, across her back and to the back of her neck. Because of the paleness of her skin, they are barely noticeable but sometimes they will itch or hurt or bother her. She wears the blues of her people. Her armor is silver in color and engraved with the three stars of the Trident, the constellation that sailors guide their ships by.
Items/Weapons: One elvish longsword, elvish dagger and longbow.
Skills/Abilities/Magic: The Sea Elves are known for their archery and seafaring and Aeariel is no exception. Her skills were obvious at a young age surpassing most of her male peers. Her high skills gave her the respect that would ultimately lead to her position of Kano or Commander.
Bio/Personality/History: Aeariel’s people live far south on the cliff shores of Triuna. Here, young elves learn to embrace their mother, the sea. Most children learn to swim before they walk. Aeariel’s family lived near the base of the cliffs, closer to the water than most. The Sea Elves social hierarchy is obvious by the location of one’s home. The higher up the cliff you live, the higher your status. For Aeariel to climb the cliff as she grew in body and skill was unheard of for most. When she reached her 17th year, she was leading her own platoon and first mate on one of the higher ranking ships. She reached the rank of Kano and the top of the cliff at 23. Although Aeariel had the skills and drive to climb, her family did not. She loved them dearly but was unable to see them often. Her father was pulled under by merpeople when she was 15. As was custom, her mother took a new husband and started a new family. Aeariel’s younger sister was the only family she had left. It had been over three years since they had been attacked by any merpeople when the request came to send help north to fight these creatures once known as unicorns. The Elders were torn as to their reply and left it in the hands of their highest ranking officer, their Kano. It was Aeariel’s decision to leave the sea and her sister and march north. She brought with her five hundred and 70 lives that would follow her commands to the end. She left less than half that to guard the home she held so dear. Every day she would write to her sister. However with the lack of ravens they could bring meant that she was not able to send them. That didn’t stop her from writing.
Greatest Fear & Pleasure: (not required but you must know)
Greatest Strength & Weakness: (not required but you must know)
Wilanna, my dearest sister, you would not believe these creatures. They are like nothing that lives naturally. It is as if a master of art had taken the fiercest creatures they could think of, drew them as one creature and then the painting came to life with hate and evil radiating from it. They show no mercy. So in return, neither do we. I don’t mean to tell you horror stories, but they haunt my mind. I’ve seen some eat the fallen, ours and theirs. They kill not only with tooth and claw, but with poison and fire and magic. I am fairly certain that these monsters have no souls. If they fell into the Sea, our Mother would spit them out they are so foul. I truly pray that we will crush them so they do not find their way to you. I am afraid that
The ink covered quill ceased scratching the surface of the parchment as Aeariel heard her name. A man was outside her tent bickering with one of her guards. “I need to speak with her!” She set the quill down as his voice rose. The guard’s reply was calm and too quiet to hear. “What do you mean ‘She wishes not be disturbed’? We’re in the middle of a war!” The Kano leaned back in her chair and stretched as she prepared to deal with this human officer. She shook her head as she heard the man strike her guard and the guard return with the human words for I can not let you in. She choose to stay seated as she granted the man entrance. He shoved past the guard and nearly ripped the tent flap as he bombarded his way in. His face was red a as he pointed at the guards silhouette on the side of the tent. He yelled at her, “That man!” “Was following my orders sir,” she said cutting him off. She folded her hands on the table after motioning to the chair on the other side. “What can I do for you?” The man ignored the offer of the chair as he said what he had come to say. “Commander Dartonis would like you to join him in is tent in three hours. He wishes to discuss our strategy. I fear our current course of action is not enough.”
She nodded when he finished. “Understood. Please tell the Commander that I will gladly join him in three hours hence. If you’ll please excuse me, I have a letter to finish.” She did not wait for him to leave to pick up the quill again. However, she paused and glanced up as the fabric in the doorway fell back in place. It had become obvious the moment they had arrived that she now had yet another cliff to climb among these human soldiers. Where her ranks included both genders, this other army consisted of only men, no women. It would be a task for her to earn their respect. But those were thoughts for another time. Her quill picked up where it had left off. I am afraid that they might win.
"All men are equal before fish." - Herbert Hoover
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