Recent content by Kolvar Vayra

My character is an escaped soldier from Vel Anir with no place to go. I'm looking to get back into the swing of things here and I'm totally down for this!

The owl was hunched over him, holding out a bandage. He told Kolvar to take his shirt off so he could apply it. Kolvar didn't want to reveal so much of himself as his ears already made him feel naked. However, when he looked down at the blood pouring from his waist, he started shrugging his coat...

The last time Kolvar lost consciousness was an experience he didn't want to go through again. Yet here he was doing just that. His mind swam with visions of his childhood. He saw his mother, caring and kind, hand him plate of food and tell him stories before going to bed. He also saw her...

Kolvar didn't know how long it had been since he'd escaped Vel Anir. It couldn't have been long considering he left with nothing but a stab wound and was miraculously still alive. His fellow soldiers had found him curled on the ground with blood pouring from his ribs and an exposed ear...

I'd love to help too! I'm planning for my character to just have escaped Vel Anir and should be wandering around the same area lost and injured. Maybe we could figure something out where you help me and I help you? I love the character, too!

The Dreadlords... Kolvar wasn't sure who had access to who. He didn't encounter Dreadlords very often either. "I'm not entirely sure," he said, "But there is a good chance he does. He must have tons of connections others are unaware of." Kolvar had always feared the Dreadlords. He'd met a few...

"At this moment?" Kolvar started, "I can't be sure. But I do know she will be at night. She has a curfew." He'd started to pace, thinking of every possible detail that could interfere with their budding plan, "It's better to go through with this at night. For one, that's when I'm sure she'll be...

Lure him out? Kolvar supposed it couldn't be helped. How to do so was the question and it was one that required time and planning. The elf attempted to clear his mind of his sudden anger to think of a plan, but his mind was reluctant to clear itself of its rage. Kolvar had never been outside...

Kolvar stopped at the door. "Heinrich Rakhom," he replied, "He lives near House Luana." The General was a wretched man. Kolvar had seen many executions in the short amount of time he'd been with the military. Every single time Rakhom would smile as the head would roll past his feet or the...

Seeing the streets of Vel Anir crumble would be a glorious sight. In that moment, Kolvar lost his sense of morality. He was just given an opportunity to tear apart the people who belittled him. Who continue to belittle him. Kolvar wanted so much for them to look him in the eyes as he killed...

"Join... you," Kolvar thought on it. Join him? He still didn't know if he could trust Kellen. Yet the thought of joining him was intriguing. For once in his life, maybe Kolvar could find a place he belonged. He could be with people he would know how to work with. Misfits. Outcasts. Or he...

Kellen continued to tempt him. He had unfinished business in Vel Anir. He wanted to see it carried out. Part of him just really wanted to see Vel Anir crumble from a civil war. "I-," he began, his thoughts jumbling together to the point that they were no longer coherent, "I want nothing more...

Kolvar stared at the man. Get out of the city? Of course he wanted to get out of the city. He just didn't know if he could. He didn't know if he had the chance. One slightly wrong step and his head would be paraded on a spike. Kolvar knew how to stay hidden. He was an expert at that, but...

Kolvar took turn after turn after turn until the streets of Vel Anir would seem like a maze to anyone not familiar with the path. He avoided the alleys. He knew they would be quicker, but he didn't trust the man following him not to stab him in the back. It was better if there people around the...

The blackness swirled around him. Kolvar would surely die. Yet the void was comforting. He was no longer tense. He was no longer hiding. He was no longer suffering. He just simply was. Kolvar didn't know how much longer he would be, but the slipping of his mind was relieving. Maybe he would...