JCD - The Malachite Knight

Blessed be the Earth Mother for she will not abandon her Children in their twilight hour. Rise, Champion of Purity, rise and return balance to the lost.

Description:

Age: Eternal

Height: 6’3"

Hair: Seasonal,
In the Winter it is a pale white soft and light as the snow.
The Spring brings new life, rich light browns and blonde.
As Summer comes to rise, his hair is a raven black.
When Autumn arrives his hair takes on a vibrant ochre hue.

Eyes: Sky, his eyes seem to reflect the sky. Sometimes deep and endless blues, other times a dark and brooding grey which whispers of fierce storms and fiercer tempers.

Ethnicity: Elvish

Distinguishing Features: Long pointed ears, an Other-worldly Beauty, Voice that rings with purity and fury of all things natural. Mediaeval Armor of bark and leaves.

Bio:

Bio

Blessed be the Earth Mother for she will not abandon her Children in their twilight hour. Rise, Champion of Purity, rise and return balance to the lost.

The Earth Mother has watched for eons as all her Children grew. From the crashing waves, the climbing mountains, the fish under the sea, and the animals in the fields and forests, even as the man-creature grew and took her parts to make artifice she watched idle as they toiled in their brief moments.

But the working of the man-creature have begun to carry from one moment to the next. No longer are their artifice reclaimed by the Earth Mother in time, they repel her grasp, poison, and violate her.

Her fury grew and she washed away cities with floods and storms. Brought the elements down around their heads calling lightning, frost, and sweltering heat till their could no longer stand. But the man-creature continue their designs and bred at an alarming rate. The became as a sickness to her and she began to weaken as they persisted.

With a breath of inspiration and hope what the man-creatures call Heroes were born. They worked for the betterment of all and their good nature and infection hope was a bright light in the distance for the Earth Mother. Until the few began to sour the crop. Some of these “Heroes” were as corrupt or worse than their mundane partners. Spite and distrust grew in the minds and on the lips of the man-creature. The bright light that these Heroes promised began to wilt.

Blessed be the Earth Mother for she will not abandon her Children in their twilight hour. Rise, Champion of Purity, rise and return balance to the lost.

From seed and soil, water and rock, with flesh of man and song of storm, of Hope and Nobility, with all Virtue and Promise the Earth Mother sends her child to calm the minds of men and balance the ways of nature.

Not more than a saplings span has passed and the Earth Mother watches with baited and rapt attention as her gambit plays its course, uncertainty shakes her to the very core and none know the outcome but those with sight have, at least for a time, a moment of reluctant Hope.

JCD - The Malachite Knight

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