Post by Leoendithas Huntinghawk on Feb 7, 2017 14:01:42 GMT -6
Leoendithas Huntinghawk is a mere sylvan elf, born and raised in the Emerald Forest. For many years, he was raised by his father Davkas, the leader of a small elven village. They lived peacefully, hunting and tracking game to make a living. Davkas would go to the city of Featherfall to sell meat and hides, bringing young Leo along with him. He enjoyed his travels to the city with his father. The sheer size of the trees the city sits upon was outstanding enough, let alone the city itself.
One day, Leo's 116th birthday, Davkas had decided Leo was capable of making the deliveries himself, and, with an "I love you," sent him on his way. The young elf was making his way back from selling the goods, spring in his step, pouch full of gold, face full of joy. As he grew closer to his village, he smelled something; cooking meat, but not the good kind. He arrived at his home to see it all ransacked. Leo looked in horror as he saw burning huts, broken bows, and his father's head on a burning pike. Leo fell to the ground as he felt his heart drop, eyes filling with tears. Quickly, Leo's emotion went from sadness to anger. He looked around the village, found his father's bow, and searched for whoever did this. After a week of tracking, he had found the perpetrator; a group of orcs. Leo waited until night, as all the orcs slept, as slowly eliminated them one by one. He returned to his village and located his fathers body. Around what was left of his neck as his amulet of Correlon Larethian. "If Correlon was truly great, how could he let this happen?" thought Leo. Nearly throwing the amulet off into the woods, Leo realized how much this amulet had meant to his father, that he had kept it on him all his life, until his death. Leo buried Davkas's body and head, placing the amulet and his bow upon the grave.
Over the next two years, Leo continued hunting, but no longer traveled to the city. He wanted nothing to do with Featherfall. He had made himself a new bow, some leather armor, and found a new friend. His name was Gyllaenon Lerradethan. Gyl was also a sylvan ranger with his pet cooshie, Teelash. For another year, Leo and Gyl hunted together until Gyl was summoned by the Emerald Court of Featherfall. Gyl insisted Leo join him and, begrudgingly, Leo accepted. Little did this young elf know, he was bound to do something great.
One day, Leo's 116th birthday, Davkas had decided Leo was capable of making the deliveries himself, and, with an "I love you," sent him on his way. The young elf was making his way back from selling the goods, spring in his step, pouch full of gold, face full of joy. As he grew closer to his village, he smelled something; cooking meat, but not the good kind. He arrived at his home to see it all ransacked. Leo looked in horror as he saw burning huts, broken bows, and his father's head on a burning pike. Leo fell to the ground as he felt his heart drop, eyes filling with tears. Quickly, Leo's emotion went from sadness to anger. He looked around the village, found his father's bow, and searched for whoever did this. After a week of tracking, he had found the perpetrator; a group of orcs. Leo waited until night, as all the orcs slept, as slowly eliminated them one by one. He returned to his village and located his fathers body. Around what was left of his neck as his amulet of Correlon Larethian. "If Correlon was truly great, how could he let this happen?" thought Leo. Nearly throwing the amulet off into the woods, Leo realized how much this amulet had meant to his father, that he had kept it on him all his life, until his death. Leo buried Davkas's body and head, placing the amulet and his bow upon the grave.
Over the next two years, Leo continued hunting, but no longer traveled to the city. He wanted nothing to do with Featherfall. He had made himself a new bow, some leather armor, and found a new friend. His name was Gyllaenon Lerradethan. Gyl was also a sylvan ranger with his pet cooshie, Teelash. For another year, Leo and Gyl hunted together until Gyl was summoned by the Emerald Court of Featherfall. Gyl insisted Leo join him and, begrudgingly, Leo accepted. Little did this young elf know, he was bound to do something great.