I hope you all are staying healthy! Before we get started I want to note this backstory gets a little darker than the rest, mentioning slavery and the sorrows that follow it. With that aside, let us meet Inniel Dalenthann, freedom fighter and cleric of Erevan Ilesere.

Inniel grew up far south from where our story takes place. On the continent of South Syonel in the Wild Reach. A massive forest home to many elves. When she was in her early teens her family was kidnapped by slavers scouring the coast. Since that day her life was forever changed. She was sent to the Dominion and her owners quickly found out how much of a problem this child was. Causing minor damage to property, sneaking out regularly to aid food stores, and even fighting against her handlers. She would be separated from her parents to try and punish her, she would be forced into manual labor and beaten but nothing quelled the fire in her. Eventually she would be sent to a cursed land called the Malady as punishment.

In the disease ridden swamps Inniel would continue her usual antics. Her punishment this time would not be targeted at her. When she was caught her handler took an elf child Inniel had taken under her wing and killed them in front of her. Locking Inniel in a cell with the corpse for three days. This would break Inniel into submission until she would get a chance to escape nearly 20 years later.

Inniel would witness and elf break into the complex she and the others were trapped in and assassinate their masters, offering to lead the elves to freedom. Inniel would instead join this elf, Sumnes Caerdonel, and become a freedom fighter. Over this time period Inniel would grow to worship the god Erevan Ilesere, god of tricksters, mischief, and freedom. After working with the freedom fighters for many years Inniel would get caught and a bounty placed on her head. She would flee the continent and head to North Syonel in hopes to make a sanctuary for escaped elves and perhaps a second front for the liberation of her people.

Hello everyone! This week we will be meeting Veliccinia Everdeen, a knight from the Farassi League.

Veliccinia lived a happy peaceful life in her families estate. She spent much of her time with the house master at arms learning how to fight, politics and intrigue was never her thing. The Everdeen family ruled over the city Palavin. Known for its master craftsmen if you wanted to be the best at your craft you went to Palavin. Her family was the best smiths and enchanters in the Farassi League, and perhaps all of Astoria.

The powerful Everdeen family wasn’t without its enemies. The Grimaldi’s had a bitter rivalry with the Everdeens and after years of subtle back stabs and slights they took violent action. Under a banner of repairing the two houses relations the Grimaldi’s attacked, slaughtering the Everdeen household guard and Veliccinia’s parents. Veliccinia barely escaped with her sister, Liliana. The only things they had to remember their home was the swords that their father had crafted for them. The two traveled for a few days until they reached a nearby town. Their plan to call for help was halted with a Dominion army marched upon the city, their invasion having just begun. The two sisters were separated in the chaos.

Veliccinia traveled the countryside doing her best to survive in the war torn land. A group of bandits would attack her, attempting to steal the well made sword on her. She drove off the bandits and caught the attention of a near by soldier. This soldier, Artorias, would teach her more in the arts of swordplay and she eventually joined the Farassi Militia in the last years of the war.

After the war Veliccinia took to searching the countryside to find where her sister went, hoping to find her alive. And to maybe someday get enough allies to take back Palavin. This adventure would lead her to Greenbriar, where our campaing will start… once we get through the backstories of the rest of the party. Next time we will hear about Iniel, the Freedom Fighter.

Loring.

People have preconceived notations when they hear people talking about Lore. They might think its dorky fiction, but why? There’s lore all around us. All these things you know about your favorite celebrities, and the narratives around them, it’s all a form of lore. Let’s run through a couple instances. 

First LeBron James, the King.  He comes from nothing and fought through adversity to arise to earn his title the king. He’s created Dynasties and toppled them. Where he goes his loyal subjects (fans) will follow. He’s a righteous and caring King (the man built a school). Any adversary had better be wary when crossing his path, even when you have the advantage (warriors blew a 3-1 lead). 

In stark contrast to the righteous and noble King, we have Ozzy Osbourne. The Prince of darkness. Reasonable for corrupting the minds of the youth. Maybe not so much anymore, but for the better part of 2 and half decades Ozzy Osbourne was projecting his anti-family friendly, drug fueled persona onto the minds of impressionable youth. As parent you would’ve been terrified to find out your son our daughter is joining the army of the prince of darkness. Will your son or daughter be the next to bite the head off a bat? You should hope not. 

One more just to drive the point home. Kayne West, the Bard. The writer of songs heard around the world. The manifestations of his mind are mystery, but also so plain and obvious when he puts them in a song. He’s not to be confused for the King’s jester. 

I guess my point here is that Lore isn’t lame or boring. It makes a fictional game fun. It’s gives it depth it, it gives characters motives, it gives characters character.  ​