Name: Etnamael

Soulname: Eirhin

Sex: Male

Age: 10,000+

Race: Elf

Tribe: SkyHaven

Position: Elder and Archivist

Lifemate: Silariel

Lovemate: Devoted to Silariel

Children: Nelias, Emrain, Aleonra, Enyiel

Recognized: Silariel

Soul-siblings: ?

Father: ?

Mother: ?

Brothers: ?

Sisters: ?

Magic:

Sending: Etnamael is a very strong sender--he uses it to tell his stories. He could probably learn to ease-drop on lock-sends, but considers it tacky and beneight him. It happens occationally, but he's embarrassed and tries not to do it. One thing he can do, after a fashion, is lie in a send. This wasn't something he purposely developed, it grew out of his storytelling. He can't lie point blank: he has to put himself into a certin frame of mind. He doesn't lie so much as see more than one side of things and FICTIONALIZE! It's more effective than it's strength would suggest because no one really suspects "honest ol' Etnamael" to be able to do it!

Send-illusioning: this is a magic Etnamael has developed while living in Skyhaven and may be unique to him. He can project his stories into another's mind with enough strength to block out true sensory input in favor of those of his stories. He can share the story as if it's currently happening to his audience. They are fully aware that it's Etnamael's story, but they still FEEL it. He has secretly developed the potential of this in putting false memories into a mind, but being a very moral person, this is just and academic excercize and he has only used it to keep survival memories alive in Silariel's menagerie, to better insure their survival if ever returned to the wild, as well as keeping them from getting bored and listless. Just like he does for his own people.

Thought-sensing: Not the sensing of what those thoughts are, but the sensing of the EXISTANCE of thoughts. Lately (meaning in the last few millenia) he's become aware of a "coldness" of space and a "warmth of the mind" in the world below. He believes that this is how the high ones found worlds with life on them. He calls it the world-mind. He also believes it's related to animal-bonding. He can't sort out individual minds, he can't read those minds, he can vaguely tell the level of intelligence (fish from animal, animal from human/sentient). He can sense the human villages below, and it intriuges him: there are new stories in those brains! It's not developed and isn't reliable. It just whispers around the back of his mind at times.

Levitation: He's a fairly strong glider, far stronger than he used to be, due to a regular magical exercise regime.

Rock-shaping: Etnamael has always been a strong rock-shaper. He hasn't so much impoved over the years, as refined his magic. He has developed a sort of rock-shaped-shorthand memory-aid, somewhere between Egg and the Stroll of Colors. It is safely imbedded in the wall of the Chamber of Memory. Though everyone knows of the archive, few know of the exact workings. To 'look something up', Etnamael goes into a light trance (very light, still aware of things).

Mundane Skills:

Barest Survival Skills: from before

Trapper: also from before... however, he's been known to set up elaborate domino-like 'mousetrap' situations for his tribemates to stumble into(Something-knocks-something-knocks-something-et cetera that lands on someone that kinda thing). He awards himself points from the number of things that have to knock into other things. No one (aside from Silariel) reolizes he's set it up. It's kept him entertained for millenia.

Well-trained Memory: he has taught himself to remember things in great detail in order to use in future stories.

Eye For Detail: for better stories, of course.

Tactful and Subtle: he makes up for his lifemate.

Cooking and Brewing: FOOD! A childhood with not quite enough to eat has left him with a true love of food. He enjoys everything about cooking, from the feel of slicing vegies, to the smells, to the eating.

Elf Lore: He IS the archivest, after all.

Miscellaneous: Etnamael has recorded all kinds of information in his archive. That's not to say he understands it all, but he assumes he'll have time to comprehend it later--there's always later when your an immortal--it is his goal to record ALL knowledge.

Build: tall and slender, but sturdy for his tribe

Complexion: fair,

Eyes: Dark blue

Hair: Auburn, straight and worn in a long single braid

Height: 6'

Noticeable Features: None

Clothing:

Silariel dresses him. Etnamael lacks any serious interst in clothes, although he does appreciate the care that Silariel puts his clothes. (Silariel holding up a shirt: "What do you think about this one?" Etnamael: "It's blue." Silariel: "Yes... but what do you think?" Etnamael send a sensory image of the shirt. Silariel: "Yes. That's the shirt. Now, what do you think about the shirt?" Etnamael: "I think..  it's blue. It's... a shirt. It's a, ah, blue shirt." Etnamael ducks as the shirt flies at his head.)

Silariel usually puts him in dark neutral colors so if he gets dressed when she isn't paying attention, it's still okay.

Artifacts: The archive isn't really an artifact, because it's a part of Skyhaven itself.

History: Etnamael was born to high ones, who were lifemated to others and had little use for this unwanted Recognition. Though he was loved, he happily left them to move in with Silariel upon Recognition while they were both still young themselves. Etnamael was a born storyteller, but stories don't feed the tribe. He was a poor hunter, but learned to be a decent trapper.

Although it was a cold and hungry period for him, Etnamael was happy. He didn't dream of going back to the stars: he had his lifemate, his sons, he had learned to trap if not hunt, and the tribe turned to him for stories to take their minds off the cold and hunger. He was proud of his elder son, Nelias, who quickly became a fine hunter, and thrilled with the magical potential he sensed in his gentle, younger son, Emrain. Certinly there were problems--Silariel and Nelias had a bitter fight and she refused to speak to him--but every good storyteller knows: the problems are what make the tale. Etnamael was happy, until his daughter was born.

Aleonra filled him with dread. He KNEW she was not long for the world. He had sensed the potential in each of his children when they'ed been born, and in Aleonra he felt sweetness, flighty etherealness and softness. Very soft. She was not a very strong or bright child and, though they tried to make her be more practical, she stayed firmly Aleonra. Finally, in quiet desperation, Silariel and Etnamael decided to turn the 15 year old Aleonra over to Nilias to toughen up. (The fight Silariel had had with Nelias years earlier was over his toughening up Emrain--that's how desperated they were about Aleonra.)

Aleonra went away an unlikely hunter and came back riding her new elk-friend. Etnamael actually smacked himself in the forehead--of course she was animal-bonder, he should have seen it all along!

Around that time, Jylekk and his followers returned with the palace-crystal, and the oppertunity to return to the stars presented itself. A good number of the tribe had no faith in the crystal's ability to keep such a huge thing floating indefinately and refused to go. Etnamael was heart-broken but not surprised when his children left to be a safe distance away for when the "false-palace" fell.

The "false-palace" didn't fall, and Etnamael and Silariel never saw their children agian. They mourned a long time before slowly coming around to the pleasures of their new safety and freedom. They had another son, Enyiel, who did much to ease his father's heart.

Etnamael does not get bored, because he set himself an infinite task. He wants to proserve all the knowledge in the universe. He's not sure when he became the archivist, but it seems to have grown out of his recording of details to add to his stories.

Personality: On the surface, Etnamael is quiet, warm, dignifed, knowledgable and honest. He is all that, but he also has a strong whimsical streak that few people suspect and is quite capable of understanding all kinds of darker motives. Its all nesisary for good storytelling.

Etnamael is actually very a private person. He'll happily open his mind up to others, to tell them a story, but few know his mind. His only real confidant is Silariel, and to a point, Enyiel.

He's also ambitious, though few would see that right away. He has no desire for social advancement: he's never even considered that. But what would you call a vow to record all knowledge except ambitious?