Descriptions of the People that Frequent the Tower




Amylase   Arabelle   Bering   Daevar   Dalamar   |DarkOne|  
Delg   Dylan   Elvenhawk   Horbus  Lorin   LdyJenna  
Magi   Magius   Malikite   Morodienne   Quidor   Raistlin  
Redrose   Salanthin   Seiken   Watermage     
                       

Dalamar the Dark

Dalamar is a 220 year old Dark elf. He's Master of the Tower of Palanthas and the head of the Conclave. He is recognized by the fingerprints on his chest, left by his Shalafi, Raistlin Majere. He finds a deep, particular interest in the red robe, Lady Jenna. Dalamar is quiet and presents an aura of power. He is quick to the aid of people that he sees deserving, and looks the other way from those he sees pathetic.

Raistlin Majere

Raistlin is usually seen in the Tower at night, being it the only free time he has from his studies. Even then, occasionally he can't leave his studies alone. He's frail, thin, and sickly. His lungs are congested, his voice a harsh whisper. He is often seen coughing up blood. He has the mysterious death-seeing hourglass eyes, and long wavy white hair. He wears the robes of black, signifying him as a follower of Takhisis. He enjoys the company of all (I'm sure), especially Dalamar, his apprentice, and Redrose, his female companion. He is a scholar and a mage, driven by the quest for sorcerous power.


The Tale of Raistlin_'s Redrose

Malikite Starfire

Malikite Starfire The Red, born of two races has the delicate features of his Elven heritage: Long flowing thick golden hair framing a delicate face, eyes gray tinged with blue like steel forged on hottest coals. His stature of 5'8" tells the tale of his human heritage. Long flowing blood red silken robes, trimmed in rune scribed black fit him well, belted at his slender waist in leather dark as night. In his black riding boots he strikes a formidable figure in any room. Brought to the Tower in need of more knowledge Malikite holds the third seat next to his two Lords Dalamar the Dark and Raistlin the Dark Master. Malikite holds his friends dear with a strong loyalty to the Tower. Easy going, he may be stirred to anger only if insulted or harmed. The Balance holds all and is all. Power lies in a balance of all things.

Salanthin

Salanthin is a 134 year old Elf, young, and a bit less knowledgable than his comrades of the Conclave. He stands 5'8", odd for an elf, with shoulder length silver hair, and soft, grey-blue eyes which seem to twinkle in a certain way, as to reflect his emotions as much as any facial expression. He is well built, especially for a mage, and his appearance is attributed to his heritage. Most often he is found in plain, white robes, tightly drawn as to keep his body concealed, and prefers to remain in the shadows. A compassionate person, he is always willing to help others. He is half Silvanesti, half Kagonesti...his mother a slave to a wealthy house of Silvanesti, violated by an Elven Lord. He was raised among the Silvanesti, developing both keen intelligence, complimented by his large size (for an elf, Kagonesti are larger than most elves). Though the rest need not be said, he is often found in the Tower, studying, and as leader of the White Robes, is always anxious to help others, and acceept them into the order.

Calin

Dylan Calin is a young mercenary who is known well throughout all of Netia for his fighting abilities. A longtime friend of the Mages of the Tower, Calin was was born in the forest kingdom of Elvandar to his elven mother and human father. He shows the height and quick temper of a human but his steel gray eyes, slightly pointed ears and boyish charm show his elven heritage. Calin continues to roam the lands fighting his enemies with his sword Silverstorm, yet he makes his home in the tower while awaiting his next quest. He is a most trusted man by his friends, a man most feared by his enemies.

|DarkOne|

Tauron (aka |DarkOne|) grew up in a rich family of high status and was liked, but stayed away from. He was always cloaked in black and spent most of his time studying the Art. After passing the test at the Tower, he stayed there to learn more of the art, later leaving to build a keep in the west. He stayed there for many years studying and teaching others in the art of necromancy. During his middle years, he built a portal to take him to places he traveled often. One time, something went terribly wrong and he ended up on the planet called Manaik. While there, he somehow killed (by accident, I'm sure ;Þ) three powerful mages, claiming their kindoms as his own. In the end, he took the whole world as his (is this believable? hehe). He had a son there and upon his becoming, gave power to him and left to return to Krynn.

Lady Jenna of House Rosad

Ambitious servant of Lunitari, Philosopher of the Balance, and daughter of Justarius, Jenna regards the world with scarlet eyes; experienced for her 18 years. Raven hair sweeps over the white shoulders of her slender figure garbed in the scarlet silk of her order. Girded just below the breasts in classic greek style her sleeveless gown sweeps behind her as she roams the halls of the Tower. Her marble visage is often marred by the quirk of her ruby lips as she smiles at the antics of her long time friend Quidor or her brother mages....a smile that seems at odds with her scheming nature....
Lady Jenna's Story

Lord Seiken, Knight of the Rose

Frequenting the Tower on nights when he is away from his keep, Seiken is a figure of ominous silence and calculating aura. As a death knight he emanates the cold of the grave and is often accompanied by his favorite NightMare. Garbed in the armor of a Knight of Solamnia his singed cape and scorched mail give him an amazing resemblence to the so well known Lord Soth. Though many turn away in fear when confronted by his disheartening solitude the knight is most cordial; provided one can distract him from his reverie and prove themselves worthy of his time. Longtime friend of Quidor the Wanderer and Lady Jenna Rosad, Seikin is plagued by visions of a past he can't quite remember as he sits in the shadows alone....
Lord Seiken's Story

Amylase "Em" the Plane Walker

A petite lady of impeccable manners and indeterminate age Amylase searches the planes to complete the puzzle of her past. Clad in the darkest of night black robes Amylase sweeps her dark black hair atop her pale features and dark eyes in the manner of the ladies of Ariadne. With her quiet grace and cool charm Amylase has gained the respect of the Necromancer Darkone and is often seen upon his arm or engaged in consultation with her long time friends Quidor, Seiken, and Jenna. A plane shifter, she seeks the amulets that are the key to her past and destiny. Amylase searches the prime material for her nemisis Ssslithah, the deep naga with the knowledge she desires, and her quest often brings her to the tower where she seeks information that may draw her nearer to the amulets of her fate. Inherently magical the lady is most comfortable among the magi of the Tower and regards them with the coal black eyes of a wisdom wrought from experience borne of years beyond count....

Arabelle Rosad (Moth)

With an affinity for nature unparalleled by any one in her family, Arabelle Rosad graces the Tower most often when the silver moon is full. Sorceress of Solinari, lycanthropic moth (were-moth), and neice of Justarius, Arabelle presents a regal image; thick auburn hair over a placid countenance dominated by luminous azure eyes. Clad in the white of her God her alabaster gown is bound beneath the breasts with black ribbon and a silver arm band adorns her left bicep. The amulet of Solinari graces her smooth throat and the soft curve of her small breasts flows into her narrow waist; shapely legs just visible through the slits of her gauzey gown. Taking over Jenna's mage ware shop after her cousin's tragic and mysterious death Arabelle has fallen into sink with the habits of her brother mages with relative ease. Of wry cynicism and deliberate nature, Arabelle will most often be found in consulation with her confidant Quidor the Wanderer or gliding her slender fingers over the blade of Faen Tlabbar as she ruminates upon Jenna's revenge...
Arabelle's Story

Magi the Beloved

Magi was found as a babe of six months by two bards. Seeing his blueish color of skin, they belived the lost child to be a sign from the gods, since they were incapable to bear children. Traveling to nearby towns he learned the tale of the lost Irda. The boy then realized the natural power he possesed from his ancestors and left to seek the Tower, to accomplish what his hero Magius had once done: to embrace all orders of magic. Though the boy is young in flesh (17) he wields the powers of magic with wisdom and grace of those twice his age, dedicating his every moment to the art of magic.

Quidor, the Wanderer

Son of a wealthy Dargonesti merchant and a Silvanesti noble woman, he was exiled for his refusal to marry his betrothed and because of his unaccepted station of an assassain. Now he wanders, and wonders.... Life... Love....

WaterMage

WaterMage is a 152 year old Dargonesti Sea Elf that stands at 5'4", has long blond hair, and deep blue eyes, and more strength than the average Dargonesti Sea Elf. He wears long deep blue robes, belted by a red piece of Silk and inscribed with a few runes of protection. He went to the Tower in hopes of joining the red robes. He believes in a balance between all things, both good and bad.

WaterMage's Story

Redrose_

With her flowing honey hair and eyes of the purest azure, RedRose_ is the very definition of beauty and as the lady of the Shalafi - the understood and respected "Queen of the Tower". In her slim black gown she slips into the tower on the darkest of nights ever in search of the company of her beloved Lord Raistlin_ the ever present scent of the sweetest of roses clinging to her lithe form. Most often quiet and observatory RedRose_ is a great favorite of those among the tower for her gentle ambience and graceful silence. When not found on the arm of her lover she sits within the shadows of the tower ever watching for his return. Slender and tall the dark fabric of her gown clearly defines the proportions of perfection..her golden hair gracing an elegant countenance, scarlet of lip and blue of eye. About her neck rests the slender pendant of the leaf..the symbol of the eternal devotion of Raistlin_ Majere.

The Tale of Raistlin_'s Redrose

Morodienne

An imposing figure of great power and beauty Morrodienne graces the tower with her presence whenever her rigorous study allows. With dark hair and sanguine eyes her graceful charm and witty appeal mark a woman of intelligence and cunning. A sorceror of Lunitari she serves her Lord Malikite with the grace and dignity befitting a Lady of Lunitari.


Horbus

Horbus strikes an enigmatic picture with his angelic blonde hair, blue eyes, and his malevolent black robe. A practicioneer of the black magic he suprises members of his order by renouncing the dragon queen and forging his own path in the art, however he is quick to maintain that he is NOT a renegade. Prefering to leave his face and hands covered he is a very solitary man most often driving his few companions away with his cynical remarks and biting disposition.


Delg

Delg Alan Moriarty is a half elf mage of the red robes. He is 6'4 and Chaotic Neutral. He wears a red robe with a hood that covers his pale white face. Delg is skilled in shapechanging and his specialty is golems. He loves to fight and has no fear. His only weaknesses are strong wine and beautiful women. Getting in a fight with him means facing many great beasts. He has loved many, but two more than any, he alone knows who they are.

Bering

With his purple clothing and eyeglasses, Bering strikes a rather enigmatic picture among the robed magi of the tower. Always quiet and thoughtful he recently made the decision to join the order of Lunitari and is now apprenticing to Magi. Red haired and blue-eyed he is a very cheerful and emotional person always ready to help others with anything that they might need.

Lorin Blackburn

Lorin Blackburn, the Obsidian Sorceror: A harsh, cruel, thin figure, Lorin lurks in the shadows of his Order, his wiry frame draped in silky obsidian robes decorated with silver runes of magic. His robes drip with dark smoke, a particular ensorcellment he developed in the creation of his potent cloak of shadows. The dark elf's pale face is framed by a nimbus of brilliant red hair, and usually wears a smile twisted with sarcasm and bitterness. Lorin gazes upon the world from icy blue eyes, in which all his intellect seems to burn. A master of wit, Lorin enjoys mocking those he meets, both friend and foe, and appreciates good humor almost as much as good spellcasting. Above all, however, this former Silvanesti elf is a mage, and a powerful one at that. Having studied magic for many years as a renegade wizard, and having reached an extremely high level in his 586 years of study, Lorin finally joined the black order and embraced the evil and darkness of his Queen, whom he now serves faithfully. He is never without his many magical items, including his infamous flying throne, and wields his deadly magic with abandon, skill, and speed. His greatest field of expertise is planar travel, and to the best of current knowledge he is second only to Raistlin in his planar experiences. He has enslaved many fiends, who now serve him in the dire extradimensional pocket where he makes his home. Among his closest friends are an arcanaloth and a pit fiend. His greatest ally, however, is the Black Robe Kanin Wolfe, head of the Obsidian Order, and he serves Kanin as Second in the Tower of the Ruins. Above all, Lorin seeks to grow in power, while spreading the cause of Darkness as best he can. He is a magi to be feared and respected.

Magius

Magius was one of the most powerful mages who walked the face of Krynn. His power is ranked with that of Master of the Tower Dalamar the Dark, Lord of the Black Robes Raislin Majere, and the Great Fistandantilus. He was the only mage to be a follower of all 3 Orders of the Art; White, Red, and Black. He embraced his brothers and sisters in each of the orders, understanding their ways, he walked with them in the light of all 3 moons. Magius was also the lifelong friend and ally to Huma, and was always there for him. Many people scorned this combination of steel and sorcery, but after the people witnessed their combined power, they changed their beliefs.

Magius is a 25 year old human, 6'2 and weighs 165 lbs. He is fairly strong, but not muscular and bulky. His features are as smooth as marble. His shoulder length hair and goatee are the color of the darkest night. His eyes are of the purest and brightest azure, which flash dangerously within the depths of his dark hood, taking in everything. He is sly, extremely intelligent, handsome, and very charming with the ladies of the Tower. He is as dark and mysterious as the Black Moon of Nuitari he now follows.

He can always be seen wearing well kept, flowing Black Robes, which seem to bring the darkness in around him. These robes are trimmed in a deep blue, within this trim are runes of protection enscribed in gold and silver. He has an Obsidian orb on a chain, given to him by Lady Jenna for completing the Test, and an amulet of the purest gold. Set within this amulet is an Obsidian Dragon's head. This amulet allows him to take the form of a Black Dragon at will.

He enjoys the company of Lord Raistlin and Lord Dalamar being his brethren in the robes of Black. Magius' recent marriage to the lady Nadine has brought him great joy and a male child of his own--Daniel being his name. The boy is infused with the magic of his father, and the powers of the werewolf from his mother.

Elvenhawk

Elvenhawk is a 97 year old Qualinesti elf who had a very happy childhood secluded and removed from the rest of the world as most elves are. However, when he trained as a ranger and went out into the world, he saw what the world was really like, full of corruption, malice, and misery. He endured this for some years until five years ago when a great, unmentionable tragedy happened to him.He proceeded to wander around Ansalon for five years until he found himself at the Tower. He found the magic was something to focus on, something to distract him from his emotional past. So he became a mage under the tutelage of Arabelle and passed the test. But he can never forget his past, and so his sadness will endure forever.

Daevar Talachaers

Daevar Talachaers is an experienced 157 year old Qualinesti elf/silver dragon weighing 143 lbs. and standing 5"10 feet tall. He has long brown hair and hazel nut eyes. He is Lawful Good, working under the light of Solinari being a White Robe mage. He is always curious of the Black Robes secretive ways. Before studying magic he lived in Qualinesti, as a scout, leading an elite group of elven warriors and rangers to vanquish the draconians around Qualinesti. However, Daevar was captured by renegade mages while chasing ogres. The mages binded him with a captive silver dragon, making them one. Daevar was helpless but learned to fly and headed to Wayreth Tower where a White Robed mage named Mysticia helped him learn the ways of magic. Studying with Mysticia for about 15 years, he learned the ways of spellcasting and headed to the Tower in Palanthas to take the Test and meet Dalamar. In the Tower he met many friends including Magi and Letheos. He began apprenticeship with Elvenhawk but he vanished a few days after the first lesson. Beginning tutelage with Arabelle, he learned how to control the silver dragon within him and could soon summon the dragon and bind with it at his own will. Passing the Test, he set out back to Qualinesti and fought off a large band of ogres. There he met many of his old friends and even a few students who began studying under him. He promptly brought them to the Tower. Afterward he began wandering Ansalon and protecting the innocent from harm. He often is at Qualinesti fighting the monsters there.


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