Name: Elonora of Illshire Age: 16..ish Gender: Female Race: Centaur Hair: Black... and sometimes feathery Eyes: Brown Height: about 8 feet from hoof to head, about 7 feet in length Weight: a little more than regular horse weight, I guess Class: Fighter - warrior of the Raven totem spirit Weapon: Bow & arrow, bladed hooves,and sometimes spiked brass knuckles Favorite Deity: The Raven (Verryl) for rescuing me from the Vendril's spire Favorite Animal: Uhhhh...ravens, I guess. I don't really have a "favorite" Favorite Game: the arcade version of GoldenAxe II...Uhhhhh,I mean....tag? Favorite Color: previously - green, now - black Best Friend: There's a question and a half. I guess that would be Gray since he's the only one left that I know of. My whole tribe was killed, Terra and Arlyn died, I was never really all that fond of Lecavian, Caolwyn thinks I'm Morkir, Sir Damaclese is missing and so is Fett. I just met Forgan, and though he is a great ally,I don't know him as well as I do Gray. So my official Answer is Sir Gray Tarrenson. Personal Idol: David - he seems to survive everything and never comlpains. Fondest Memory: I do have a few fond memories, despite what some may think. I remember my first hunt with the other colts and fillies in the tribe. We had all heard stories from the elders in the tribe about how viscious a boar can be, but none of us had any idea JUST how viscious! It tasted better than any other boar we've eaten before. I also like to think about the beginning of my journeys with Gray. Seeing Sylf - the only Fairy I've ever known, tasting wine for the first time, teaching myself to play the flute, and my first time on a sailing ship. Thinking about these memories often makes me realize that everything is gone and it is impossible for that happiness to ever be again. Most embarrassing moment: Being trapped by Raschem and Patricia in that void because I was too drunk to defend myself and Sir Damaclese. If that hadn't happened, Morkir would have never come about to cause the destruction she did. Favorite pet: I never had a pet. Any siblings?: none that are alive anymore Favorite relative: The son of the Illshire Chieftan. Ok, so we're not BLOOD relatives, but we grew up together and I got to know him a good deal since I was to be his bodyguard when we dealt with other tribes and colonies. I considered him to be my brother and held him in deep respect. I only wish I could have protected him when he really needed it. Favorite place: anywhere dangerous - it has to be my favorite place since I'm ALWAYS there! Ambition: To stay alive this time around. Third time's a charm, right? Also, to keep my allies alive as well. Favorite past time: playing the flute and making arrows Favorite outfit: saddlebags...and nothing else ^_^ Favorite time of day: Midnight +#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#+#++#+#+#+#+#+#+# My impressions of the party: Sir Gray Tarrenson: I have never seen anyone so stubborn and so bent on doing the right thing before or since. Not even our enemies are that rabid about their beliefs. I'm very glad he's on our side and hasn't died yet... at least not permanently. His skills with a sword surpass any other I have met and he boosts that knowledge and skill with his mind. He catches his opponents off guard, learns their strengths and weaknesses, uses his psionic powers and has gathered many useful items and allies in his journeys. And even though he has faced death all around him for so long, he never seems to age...maybe due to being a half-elf. Good for him! Sir Forgan Icewing: What a fighter! The only other Drak I met was quite the opposite - she'd get bruised even thinking about a fight. I admire him for fighting for his beliefs. It must be very difficult to fight against your own countrymen and see them in the state they are in, but he still does it. I am much more sympathetic to his kind now, though - being judged on appearance can be quite hindering. He has proven himself noble on many accounts, though - the one that sticks out in my mind was when he went through the burning village saving all the children he could find. Not easy for an ICE drak, but he did it and those children have a future thanks to him.