Astel Blackmoon
Roleplayer. Gposer. Teacher
Roleplay
Name: Astel Blackmoon
Age: 62
Gender: Female+
Race: Rava
Homeland: Golmore JungleHistory & Lore
Astel, like many of her Rava sisters grew up in the Golmore Jungles of Dalmasca. She lived a pretty peaceful and happy life there, as a teacher. Helping the little ones of the forest educate themselves in language of the common eorzean races as well as the history of the forest and the lands. Astel was a novice hunter at best. Taught by her mother to use a bow and arrow, but never having the proper time to practice for herself. She often winds up in sticky situations, having to use her feminine charm to get out of (where possible)The life she was living was almost idyllic, that was until 30 years ago. The Garlean Empire started there raids on Dalmasca. Astel and her tribe would see the great flying machines they had brought over, the attacks and the bombing of many of there neighbours and forest. Astel awoke one morning to hear the sound of cries and screams. Running put from her home she saw a small army of Garlean soilders attacking, slaughtering and raping her people. She quickly would grab her bow and try to fight back, but to no avail. She felt someone grab her arm. It was her mother, dragging her further into the forest as the pair of them made there escape, hoping to find a new home to settle...Some time passes and Astel finds herself arriving in the Black Shroud, a familiar feel to her old home. Hitching a ride on a chocobo carriage, the Young Viera begins her journey to Gridania where she hears adventure calls.Hear...
Feel...
Think...
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Astel's Adventure - Prologue
Hear...
Feel...
Think..."Was it all just a dream? What was thay vision that. A dark robbed man...and that voice, soft and spoken with elegance...."
Astel's mind would wander more thinking upon the strange images she had seen, her body suddenly jolting fully awake as the wheel of the chocobo carriage hits a rock. The deep green forest of the Black Shroud surrounds them, a familiar feeling to that of her home Golmore.
There is not many on the carriage, a pair of young Elezen twins rest soundly upon each other's shoulders, as well as a grizzled Hyur, a man named Bremondt. A chatty merchant to say the lease...perhaps even a little too nosy...harmless...but nosy
TO BE CONTINUED