Wiki Category: Characters

CHARACTER NAME: Nyko Wolfgang III

PLAYED BY: Alex Robinson

GENDER: Male

CLASS: Rogue

AGE: ??

RACE: Human

You can call me Nyko III only a select few know what that name entails.  I trust you have no relation with them.  I am very much not like my grandfather.

Like any other story amongst humans, I was born during the Undead war.  It is a tale that most people of my kind have told.  Parents were executed by Undead and Penitent.  Father told me stories of his past.  I had the fortunate luck that on my father’s death bed he told me his story.  Where he came from.  I will tell that story in due time.  He did teach me what he knew about herbs and alchemic formula.  I took what I learned and smoked it, literally.

For now, after the death of my father I left.  I sought refuge in Vandregon as many others did before me.  I wanted to be on the first of many ships out of town, but I had no relatable skills to be part of the first wave.  I was left to struggle with the monsters of the night.  However, I did take a certain solace to the darkness.  It was very peaceful.  The town is generally quiet, and it can allow me to think.  Over time, I grew to be nocturnal only coming out of my doors at night.  I will say, the nightlife is a very welcome change once you get to know it.

I began to learn how to cultivate my herbs and mix different things together to harbor a very hallucinogenic effect.  So, I began to sell my mixtures to the local populace to ease tension.  It was a fantastic way to make money.  So much so, that I became more or a Drug Baron.   It was fun being known for that.  That’s when things took a dark turn.  The Undead pushed back hard and it was time to get on the last boat.  Most of my clientele did not make it.  A shame.

Once I arrived in Mardrun it was refreshing to be able to start anew.  However, old habits die hard.  It was back to the herbs for me.  I made a trek to a town where I can do my work with ease in the settlement known as Haven.  I made refuge there for quite a time.  I even amassed a following of those who wish to serve me.  I then heard tavern stories of this man named Artemis and how he is son of Talonflame.  Talonflame, that name rings some bells, that means my father may have spoke the truth.  I hear he is trying to make a New Home…again.  I should introduce myself.

PLAYED BY: Winter Edwardson

CHARACTER NAME: Katya Blackthorn

GENDER: woman

PRONOUN(S): She/They

CLASS: Warrior

AGE: 31

RACE: Human

HAIR: brownish

EYES: blue

OCCUPATION: mercenary

KNOWN SKILLS: pretty good with a lot of weapons

BIRTHPLACE: Faedrun

APPEARANCE: usually armored often wearing fancy clothing

RELATIONSHIPS: member of the Broken Blade Company

BIO / BACKGROUND HISTORY:

We arrived on Mardrun when I was maybe 10 years old. We lived in New Aldoria for most of my early life. My mothers, Sasha and Celestina, taught me of our families back in Richtcrag. My mothers’ families had come from Kupferhügel and Valinate respectively, as such I was taught both of my families Fighting traditions. We kept ourselves busy taking small work, caravan guards, bodyguards, whatever we could find but when the opportunity arose we joined with many others to fight and help take territory from Squalborn. It was hard fought but a victory was claimed for New Aldoria and clan Stormjarl.

I had heard the tales of a true company of Íoclaochra but I hadn’t had the pleasure of seeing them in action until this conflict. I not only got to witness them first hand but was able to fight alongside some of their members. I learned they were named the Broken Blade Company. After the conflict ended and our contracts completed I approached their members about joining their company. They put me through my paces, checked my training and gave me the chance to prove myself. I fought hard and I fought well alongside my new siblings at arms to prove myself until I was recognized as a full and blooded Íoclaochra.

PLAYER NAME: Bryanna Koca

CHARACTER NAME – Bea

CLASS– Rogue

RACE– Human

AGE – mid-20s

GENDER – Female 

HAIR – Darker blonde with normally some type of blue dye hair.

EYES – Hazel blue

OCCUPATION – Wherever she is needed

RELATIONSHIPS – “Grandmother” – Helga, “Grandfather”- Frode, and Blades of Sol through the Bulwark project.

Bea’s goals and aspirations in life are to have more options, than just a pyre for your internment, she used to listen about other death practices from Frode and would like to bring them back. Other than the internment one, she was raised to just be helpful when she could. She has great appreciation and empathy for those who have been injured and those who have passed and she will take the best care she can with their bodies and loved ones.

Bea, will not remember much from her early childhood, before coming to Mardrun, Helga and Frode would both tell her, she should count it as a blessing with the way they found her in the Faedrim, with blood-covered clothes, but no injuries. Helga would recount Bea’s age to be in her toddler years when they found her. They both felt guilty leaving Bea behind with no other living persons around, just blood trails trailing deeper into the woods. So they took her in, on what they deemed the safest way of living, never staying in one spot for too long. Even in Mardrun, they kept this lifestyle out of fear for their safety, so Bea was introduced to their nomadic lifestyle.

Shortly after they found Bea, they were given passage to come on a boat over to Mardrun. They may have lied about Bea being their Granddaughter to lower suspicion about why an older couple had a toddler with them. They also were concerned about what would happen to her and all the other children who lost their caregivers from the penitent and undead, so they decided to keep Bea and call her their own. They would have called her their daughter, but they felt they were too old to be called parents again. They lost their daughter to some penitent one night, never really healed emotionally from that incident, and would break down from time to time.

The later parts of Bea’s childhood and teen years were spent learning what she could from Helga and Frode. Helga was a healer and surgeon, the main source of coin in the family, and would teach Bea about herbalism, healing, and basic first aid, later on in Bea’s teen years she learned more basic surgeries and would help Helga from time to time. When Helga wasn’t teaching Bea about healing living things and how to take care of life, she would teach her cooking and baking skills and talk around the fire for hours about strange things in the world and symptoms to watch for in life. She was very superstitious about the unknown and it kind of wore off on Bea a little bit.

Frode on the other hand would teach her about basic survival skills. Bea would enjoy the times Frode would take her out hunting and fishing. He would also do the dirty work if Helga lost a life well doing her duty or there was a battlefield nearby, he would always go ahead and collect the dead and clean them up and make sure they went to next of kin before the body looters came for them. He never wanted a corpse to be disgraced with him around as he witnessed back on Faedrun.

Both of them tried teaching Bea what they thought the right way of living was and to respect life, death, and nature.

More recently, the peaceful life was disrupted, as they were traveling between stops, after just helping a village with some sickness afflicting the population, they all fell ill. Bea was better in 3 days, but her Grandparents only got worse. 

On the fifth day of the sickness, Bea emerged from her tent and started with the morning routine, letting her “Grandparents” sleep in, after she had made breakfast for them, she walked over to their tent and called out for them, but there was no answer. She waited a few moments more then opened the tent with a dreaded feeling washing over her. They were lying on their sleeping mats looking fast asleep, but the colors in their faces were all gone, almost purplish, worse than they were the day prior. She crawled over to them first feeling Helga’s head, only to find it ice cold. The dreaded feeling turned sickening and cut deeper into her, she threw her head to Helga’s chest to hear nothing, then turned her attention to her Frode and felt he was cold too. With tears forming in her eyes and the realization that they had expired, she cried and screamed about life and she wasn’t ready yet. She knew this day would come, but she never expected it to come this soon.

When Bea finally got a hold of herself a little better, she performed the last care she could give them and marked the end of their journey through life. She marks the spot of the internment location in her book, so hopefully, she can come and visit in the future, but she feels more at peace as she leaves to continue her journey to Lumiria.

Once Bea was in Lumiria, she got the supplies she needed. The whole time in Lumiria, Bea kept seeing posters up for Seymour’s Bulwark Shield Wall projects, it sounds like they need a lot of help and support up there. She didn’t know where she was going to head next after her loss, she thought maybe this was her sign of where to go next. So Bea decided to stock up for her trip and head north to join the project. 

PLAYED BY: Brenna Norton

CHARACTER NAME: Bella Shroom

GENDER: Female

PRONOUN(S): She/her

CLASS: Rogue

AGE: 26

RACE: Human

HAIR: Red

EYES: Hazel

OCCUPATION: The best damn cook this side of the Great Forest

KNOWN SKILLS: Cooking, Knives

BIRTHPLACE: Doesn’t get into it. She’s from a Village in Nightriver. Stop asking questions.

APPEARANCE: Usually wearing an apron or large gloves to protect from the fire, Bella is often clad in practical clothing to be ready to cook in any environment.

NOTABLE TRAITS: Would fight you for a potato. Doesn’t care if she’d lose if the potato looked tasty enough

RELATIONSHIPS: United Bulwark of Mardrun project (BoS) – Heard someone was looking for talented, brave people to help out in efforts along the Shield. Hate the thought of yall dying on an empty stomach or coming back after watching others die. Figured a good stew can go a long way.

RUMORS: Occasionally contacts the blackmarket for… harder to obtain ingredients. Just as likely to trade in food as with standard currency

BIO/BACKGROUND HISTORY:

Bella Shroom was raised alongside a roaring hearth and an abundance of food from what she can remember. Her early years on Faedrun are all but a memory as she grew and adjusted to the hustle and bustle that accompanies being a colonist on Mardrun living near Ulven territory. However, the land itself was healthy and invited all manner of flora and fauna to grow. All the nearby fields held herbs to season the meat the forest creatures gave, the water bubbled up to become stew and mead, and even the cool air helped keep food fresh for longer. Alas, she had to outshine the cooking she grew up with and decided to travel nearby townships and cities seeking new recipes and flavor combinations. All in search of her final destination – a town full of flavor so enticing she hoped to never leave.

Her travels took her far and wide, but never settling in any place for two long. Newhope, Aylin’s Reach, Bladehome… all manner of Ulven townships bringing forth unique and delicious dishes graced her travels. Occasionally, she’d stop by the small home at the border of Clan Nightriver and Newhope to check in with her parents and share some of the more interesting recipes discovered along the way. Food is best seasoned through sharing with those you care for and those you stand against opposition with – something Bella learned rather quickly during her travels in more dangerous climes.

Hearing of recent calls to aid for Clan Shattered Spear pushing back the Mordok Bella pivoted her interests: perhaps on the frontlines of battle her blooming skills could be put to the test; her skills to the skillet. Bella joined the effort under the United Bulwark of Mardrun and started the long journey north to feed those poor, flavor deprived soldiers. Her goal is simple: give a spark of light to those burdened by the defense of Mardrun through the warmth and comfort of home cooking.

PLAYED BY: Ryan Ulatt

CHARACTER NAME: Latać (pron: LAH-TAHch) Sokolov

GENDER: Man

PREFFERED PRONOUN(S): He/Him

CLASS: Cleric

AGE: 25

RACE: Human

HAIR: Brown

EYES: Blue

OCCUPATION: A Wandering Medic. Latać dedicates his life to the healing of others, no matter who. He charges nothing and expects no payment, after all, what time is there for payment when one is dying on the floor or recovering from a grievous wound? To further his purpose, Latać joined the charitable Golden Hand, a group of like-minded comrades who share the same overlapping goal of the free assistance of others and who have the support structure to make sure he, himself can survive.

KNOWN SKILLS: Latać is primarily skilled, or at least knowledgeable, in various medical practices.

BIRTHPLACE: Latać was born in a small village on the southwestern coastline of the Kingdom of Vandregon on Faedrun. He was the tenth son of eleven children born to the village doctor, Casimir Sokolov and his mother Masha Dragunova. He wasn’t particularly close with many of his siblings, only his younger sister of two years, Yulia. Because his parents were busy most days, either with caretaking or housework, Latać spent many of his days looking after Yulia and playing doctor, lovingly mimicking his father’s work.

APPEARANCE: Latać tries to keep as clean of an appearance as possible for a wanderer. He typically wears a cloak or coat of some sort, some gloves, and a pair of traveling pants and boots.

NOTABLE TRAITS: Latać is an ordinary fellow, his only outstanding trait is that he prefers to wear gloves to every occasion–it’s an extension of his medical profession and personal preference to keep as clean as he can.

RELATIONSHIPS: Other than his ties with his fellows of Golden Hand, his sister Yulia, and adoptive father Arend Falk, Latać has no other relationships. As a wandering medic, he goes where needed for a while then leaves. Of course, his rapport with patients is well and all, but further personal attachment is flatly rejected.

RUMORS: Latać is rumored to have murdered a man via purposeful malpractice. Who that man is varies from telling to telling, even the implements of the malpractice are different in each story. The only constant is that the murder was long and torturous for the victim 

BACKGROUND/HISTORY:

Latać Sokolov was born to a family with ten other siblings in a small village on the southwestern coast of the Kingdom of Vandregon on Faedrun. His father, Casimir Sokolov, was the village doctor. Latać admired his father’s work and would mimic his medical practices when not looking after his younger sister, Yulia.

However, at the age of eight, with the Southern Army of Vandregon being decimated by the undead horde emerging from the destroyed Kingdom of Aldoria, Latać and his family made haste to evacuate from Faedrun to Mardrun. However, on the journey over to Mardrun, the majority of Latać’s family perished from consumption and hunger, leaving him and Yulia the only two survivors. The sight frightened Latać to no end, watching his family die, falling like flies owing to sickness. The day his beloved father died, Latać vowed to become a healer and act to prevent disasters like this from happening again.

Upon arrival at Newhope, Latać and Yulia were taken in by one of the medics sent to examine the refugees from Faedrun. The kind, old doctor Arend Falk, a man with no children nor wife, adopted the two orphans; Dr. Falk took the two as apprentices to his medical work, educating them as best he could. By the age of twenty, Latać had become a knowledgeable young medic and decided to head out on a journey, to heal as many people as he can. Yulia, another promising student, decided to stay behind and help Dr. Falk in his clinic.