PLAYED BY: Taylor “Yoss” Elmhorst
CHARACTER NAME: Lucien Moorfallow
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/His
CLASS: Mage
RACE: Syndar
OCCUPATION: Alchemist
KNOWN SKILLS: Alchemy, Herbalism, Healing, Surgery
AGE: Appears to be in mid-late 30s, relative to human lifespans.
NOTABLE TRAITS: Eager about research opportunities and performing experiments.
RUMORS: More interested in studying undead/monsters in Mardrun than helping others. Recruited into Blades of Sol, no official explanation as to how/why.
Bio:
Lucien Moorfallow was born and raised in the Bridgefront district of Karindren. Coin was easy to come by with the proper skillset. Son of an apothecary and an herbalist couple he only needed the right tools and the right materials for the job. Lucien enjoyed providing a cure for drinks the locals couldn’t handle and helping clean up the blood from tavern brawls.
It was like any other day when the undead first showed up in Bridgefront. Lucien attended to the wounded as best he could, but it was already too late for too many. Unfettered, Lucien gathered blood samples from the living and dead alike, curious to the cause.
Overnight Bridgefront was put into quarantine and travel was restricted. Business for Lucien was good with patrons scared of the slightest scratch, and the inklings of antidotes and remedies sent district residents flocking.
Lucien ended up at the Magistrate of Civil Order’s administration office under the personal orders of Bridgefront’s guard commander. There they met a Magistrate of Karindren, as well as nearly every other citizen that looked as if they had ever touched a potion bottle. From Academae scholars to clerics of the Syndar Pantheon to Night Market apothecaries, the office was packed. The Magistrate made an offer in silver for all those in attendance who found more information about the undead as well as how to stop them.
Lucien began investigating at once, however he was too slow. Shortly after, Bridgefront had been condemned, and anyone seen in or attempting to leave the district was to be killed on sight.
It wasn’t long before other districts were condemned after Bridgefront. The undead spread like a plague throughout Karindren. Despite the city’s best efforts a full evacuation of the non-quarantined districts was called.
With little other choice, Lucien prepared to flee. Using his connections Lucien secured passage on a corsair ship. He was crammed into a wooden crate, hauled past the city guard and loaded onto the ship where he gave his final goodbye to Karindren.
Aboard the Duchess’ Fury Lucien discovered the ship he was on was sailing toward a new world – Mardrun. Lucien was seasick for the first week. But as part of the contract he helped around the ship, working with what was available to keep the crew alive.
Then on a stormy night the Peninent announced themselves to the rest of the ship’s crew. Disguised as crew mates and stowaways, the Penitent gave the Duchess’ Fury an ultimatum: Join the Penitent and head back to Faedrun alive, or go back as undead. Some of the crew decided to join the Penitent and reverse course. The captain of the Duchess’ Fury didn’t see much business in the undead, however, and chose to fight against The Penitent. Lucien agreed with the captain and joined his loyal crew members over control of the Duchess’ Fury.
With swords, arrows, and spells abound it was inevitable the Duchess’ Fury suffered one too many holes in the hull. In the end the captain of the Duchess’ Fury was victorious, but the ship was sinking. As his final command he ordered the survivors to take the emergency boat and search for land without him. The Duchess’ Fury sank into the depths and with a salute the captain sank with his ship.
Lucien and the remaining crew tried to brave the storm but were met with disaster. Flashes of lightning promised land ahead, but waves towered over them and threatened to encapsulate the boat. Just as they were nearing shore, a wave jettisoned the boat into the air, freefalling for just a moment, but enough to send the boat and its crew underwater and below another wave. The boat immediately shattered into pieces and scattered the men. By the time he felt sand on his feet and coughed the water out of his lungs, only Lucien survived.
Decades have passed since his arrival to Mardrun. With hosts of new plants, animals, and even humanoid species in the Mordok and Ulven, Lucien has had plenty to learn about. However, much of his time has been spent destitute, merely scraping by with hair-brained schemes and running from the consequences. Some remedies here and back alley triage there have given him allies, but he’s made just as many enemies along the way, particularly when the remedies and triage don’t work.
While on the lam, Lucien joined a merchant caravan heading toward a northern Ulven clan. The journey would take weeks, but halfway there the caravan was ambushed by bandits. In the dead of night the mules were slain, the merchants were robbed, and some of the carts had been set on fire. It was only thanks to a bodyguard bearing the symbol of a 12-pointed star taking charge that they had managed to survive the attack, but the damage had already been done. After the battle Lucien was left stranded in the middle of nowhere, however the guard offered him a choice: Chance his own against man and nature, or join him and venture toward his home in a nearby village run by a group known as The Blades of Sol. After filling his pockets to the brim with salvage from the caravan, Lucien set off ready to put his talents to use.