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| − | Harlock was training in Haidong Gumdo (Korean Swordfighting) before | + | Harlock was training in Haidong Gumdo (Korean Swordfighting) before walking into a tabletop game store run by Belegrim and joining Ered Duath. She was hooked after the first practice, attended Chaos Wars 21 a few months later, and has been eventing frequently since. |
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| + | Harlock has been Ered Duath's realm leader since 2022. She is squired under Sir Juggernaut the Bard. | ||
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[[Highlands of Chaos Opener]] -2018, 2019, 2020 | [[Highlands of Chaos Opener]] -2018, 2019, 2020 | ||
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[[War of Wrath 7]] -2018 | [[War of Wrath 7]] -2018 | ||
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[[Battle of Anigawa]] -2019 | [[Battle of Anigawa]] -2019 | ||
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[[Battle of Bywater]] -2022 | [[Battle of Bywater]] -2022 | ||
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| − | The sky opened up in a furious rainstorm, ferrying the ocean's freezing winds onto the precipice where Harlock sat. From beneath the churning waters, an eerie song began to drift toward her, promising power over the bitterness and sorrow in her heart. Curious, she stood and walked, her bare feet carrying her past the cliffs toward where the weedy beach met the ocean. Without mortal cares of safety Harlock swam out into the ocean until her limbs were lead. There, beneath the gray waters, she saw them: the seven dread gods of the Syrens. And when her eyes met the sapphire red eyes of the final goddess, Sylwa, she felt a draw so strong she exhaled | + | The sky opened up in a furious rainstorm, ferrying the ocean's freezing winds onto the precipice where Harlock sat. From beneath the churning waters, an eerie song began to drift toward her, promising power over the bitterness and sorrow in her heart. Curious, she stood and walked, her bare feet carrying her past the cliffs toward where the weedy beach met the ocean. Without mortal cares of safety Harlock swam out into the ocean until her limbs were lead. |
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| + | There, beneath the gray waters, she saw them: the seven dread gods of the Syrens. And when her eyes met the sapphire red eyes of the final goddess, Sylwa, she felt a draw so strong she exhaled her last full air-filled breath. Sylwa's presence tingled over her skin. Sylwa's mind pierced her own. She felt the secrets of her loneliness and need for vengeance spill from corners of her soul. | ||
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| + | Sylwa asked an impossible question. Harlock gave an impossible answer. And it happened. Cold fingers wrapped around her ankles, and the frothy crest of a wave rose over her. She heard her own feeble gasping as the salt water filled up her lungs. Watching, as if from a distance, her human life fled her and, at last, she was reborn. | ||
| − | The sad rags she'd worn into the sea were replaced by beautiful | + | The sad rags she'd worn into the sea were replaced by beautiful red and black skirts and scarves that caught the currents in the water and flared out, expanding like elegant fins. A new power filled her--the power to visit vengeance on those who had wronged her. But she also felt grace, a willingness to live happily and protect others from the loneliness and isolation she'd felt as a mortal. |
| − | A new power filled her--the power to visit vengeance on those who had wronged her. But she also felt grace, a willingness to live happily and protect others from the loneliness and isolation she'd felt as a mortal. | + | |
She became a kind and welcoming thing, except of course to those would hurt her or hers. For them, the fury of the sea herself awaited. | She became a kind and welcoming thing, except of course to those would hurt her or hers. For them, the fury of the sea herself awaited. | ||
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[edit] Harlock
Harlock was training in Haidong Gumdo (Korean Swordfighting) before walking into a tabletop game store run by Belegrim and joining Ered Duath. She was hooked after the first practice, attended Chaos Wars 21 a few months later, and has been eventing frequently since.
Harlock has been Ered Duath's realm leader since 2022. She is squired under Sir Juggernaut the Bard.
[edit] Realms
[edit] Event Attendance
Chaos Wars -2017, 2018, 2019, 2023,
Highlands of Chaos Opener -2018, 2019, 2020
Phoenix Rising -2018, 2019
Oktoberfest -2018
War of Wrath 7 -2018
Battle for the Ring -2018, 2019, 2020, 2023, 2024
Battle of Anigawa -2019
Fool's Raid -2019
Battle of Bywater -2022
[edit] Lore
Background
Character race
Character story
The sky opened up in a furious rainstorm, ferrying the ocean's freezing winds onto the precipice where Harlock sat. From beneath the churning waters, an eerie song began to drift toward her, promising power over the bitterness and sorrow in her heart. Curious, she stood and walked, her bare feet carrying her past the cliffs toward where the weedy beach met the ocean. Without mortal cares of safety Harlock swam out into the ocean until her limbs were lead.
There, beneath the gray waters, she saw them: the seven dread gods of the Syrens. And when her eyes met the sapphire red eyes of the final goddess, Sylwa, she felt a draw so strong she exhaled her last full air-filled breath. Sylwa's presence tingled over her skin. Sylwa's mind pierced her own. She felt the secrets of her loneliness and need for vengeance spill from corners of her soul.
Sylwa asked an impossible question. Harlock gave an impossible answer. And it happened. Cold fingers wrapped around her ankles, and the frothy crest of a wave rose over her. She heard her own feeble gasping as the salt water filled up her lungs. Watching, as if from a distance, her human life fled her and, at last, she was reborn.
The sad rags she'd worn into the sea were replaced by beautiful red and black skirts and scarves that caught the currents in the water and flared out, expanding like elegant fins. A new power filled her--the power to visit vengeance on those who had wronged her. But she also felt grace, a willingness to live happily and protect others from the loneliness and isolation she'd felt as a mortal.
She became a kind and welcoming thing, except of course to those would hurt her or hers. For them, the fury of the sea herself awaited.
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Households
