Arciel

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Character Information

Name		Arciel Enkenath
Age		144
Class		Rogue
Home Country		Leyandra
Home Town		Pallenon
Deity		Sor

Descriptive Information

Full Name: Arciel "Night Blade" Enkenath
Race: Elven
Gender: Female
Hair: Blonde, Straight, Shoulder Length
Eyes: Green
Skin: Somewhat Pale. Many scars on back and Limbs.
Build: Athletic, Very Fit
Weight: 94 lbs. (130 lbs. with normal equipment)
Height: 5'0"
Age: 143 Years.
Alignment (Current): Lawful Neutral

Visible Equipment

The Night Blade:

The Night Blade's apperance changes depending on whether its powers are active..
A long rapier with a thin, slightly curved blade. It's hilt is a black iron, the blade itself shines silver when out of it's scabbard. When the frost ability is activated, glowing blue elvish script appears written along the length of the blade. The blade itself also appears to lose the sheen of it's silver when this ability is activated, or perhaps it is overshadowed by the blue of the runes. It's scabbard is black, with silver ornamentation at the top and at the point, each framing a small black onyx.
Mithral Chainmail: Specially forged for her, this suit of mithral chainmail flows and move with it's wearer. The chain links are incredibly fine, making it look more like cloth than metal at distance. The right gauntlet used to bear a mark of Hald, a red sword pointing upward. This has since been gouged off by Arciel. The suit does not shine brilliantly as mithral should, whether this is due to Arciel's wishes or simply the age of the suit is unknown. The torso and sleeves are form fitting, the portion covering the legs is split down the center and allowed to hang loosely around each leg, to prevent the inflexibility of the metal from interfering with her reflexes.
Traveler's Outfit: Worn beneath Arciel's chainmail, this travelers outfit can barely be seen under normal circumstances. The collar does protrude, a white nobleman's collar with a black onyx (set in silver) pin to the corner of the left side. The rest of the clothes are intended to allow maxinum movement. The collar is attached to a white sleeveless blouse, usually not visible beneath the chainmail. The brown trousers, custom tailored to be form-fitting so they do not get in the way, can be seen slightly in the chainmail's gaps.
Cloak: This rich dark grey cloak of exceptional quality extends from Arciel's shoulders all the way to her calves. Like the Chainmail, it seems to move and flow with the wearer. It is pinned at the left shoulder with another black onyx stone, set in silver, larger than the collar's. It includes a hood, which is up whenever Arciel does not want to be recognized or whenever weather becomes foul.
Boots: These brown boots are meant to match her trousers, their simple color belying their true function. They are incredibly comfortable even through long trips and are very soft to the touch.
Jewelry:
- Pendants: Two chains hang from Arciel's neck, one is a Regal Pendant, a brilliant silver minature sword. This pendant is often worn backwards and tucked beneath the collar of her blouse, so that only the silver chain is visible from the front. The second chain is close around her neck, and is also silver. At the front of the chain, close to her throat, is an amulet wrought in silver looking like 8 curved fangs. A black onyx resides in the center.
- Earrings: Arciel wears two earrings, very simple silver studs at the bottom of each ear.
- Rings: Her rings are only visible should she remove her gauntlets. On her left hand a silver ring with an inset black onyx stone of fantastic craftmanship. On her right, a very old, simple ring that shows some signs of oxidation on the metal. It bears the symbol of the house of Enkenath, a rapier covered by grape vines.

History

Youth

Arciel was born on the 15th of Risveglio to parents Marcus and Elsbeth in the Leyandran city of Pallenon. The only child of two noble parents, she lived a life of luxury, receiving the finest clothes and the finest schooling that money could buy. Adored by her parents, she recieved anything that she wanted, for the most part. When she reached her 50th year, Arciel began to express interest in fencing, and soon became a child prodigy, often dominating her age bracket in any competition she would enter. Though this fascination with a martial art brought some concern to her parents, they only encouraged her onward. Arciel practiced her swordplay relentlessy, spending most of her time working on feints and thrusts rather than playing with her peers. She possessed almost a frightening amount of seriousness even at a young age, causing most other children to avoid her, and her to avoid other children. This, combined with her status as a noble, caused great rift between her and other people she would interact with.

Arciel was not prone to cruelty or viciousness, she grew up a child of impeccable manners. Most would say she was in contrast too mannered. Arciel Enjoyed her life as a noble, when she was not practicing her swordplay she attended many parties with her father. She had a penchant for sweet smelling perfumes and elegant dresses, and as her 80th year drew near she started to draw the attention of more than few potential suitors. All of those brave enough to face her with proposals were promptly turned down Some decided to go through her father, and though he thought it might help her to meet with others of her age, he turned them down as well, at her personal request.

Arciel gathered quite a reputation in Pallenon. None who saw her at noble functions could deny her incredible beauty, and none of her fencing opponents (almost all of whom were male) could deny her skill with the rapier. Many parents viewed her as the perfect child, and her seriousness seemed to ensure that she would take the business to new heights when it came her time to inherit it.

The Enkenath Tradgedy

(To Be Revealed)

In Service of Hald

Under Master Verclan, Arciel was pushed harder than she had ever been pushed. She made great strides in her ability, and she had to to avoid punishment. Everyday became a struggle against her weaknesses, and she started to cut things away. Verclan saw her initial aloofness and formed it into an absolute coldness toward the world. Arciel's mind became set on becoming the most powerful person on the planet, and she started not to care about how she achieved this goal. Verclan not only taught her body but also her mind, she learned tactics, military technique, methods of leadership, traps and how to avoid them. Arciel devoloped a cunning that could not be matched, opponents that she could not overpower would sooner or later succumb to devious traps

Arciel ended up becoming all her master hoped for and more, an efficient leader who instilled loyalty in her subordinates. His most promising pupil, Verclan passed on leadership to Arciel upon his death. However, Arciel was far more Loyal to Verclan than she ever was to Hald, rarely did she attend services to the deity and even rarer did she go on any conquests for his glory. Verclan had noted this, but as improvement of self is the best worship of Hald, he could not think of anyone but his best student in the position. Arciel often clashed with the Haldian priests, but if any direct orders came from Hald, she would follow them, if only adequately enough to appease him. She was more respected among the more martial Haldian followers, as she relaxed worship requirements and focused more on physical training. This is not to say she was particularly liked, the cruelty of her punishments to those that failed her became lengendary throughout the complex, even the priests grew reluctant to complain after awhile.

The Regal Knight: Ravi

Arciel first met Ravi after the knight was discovered in the mountains and apprehended. For a member of a Haldian sect, the capture of a Regal Knight is a huge occurance, and what is done with that Regal Knight is extremely important. Hald delights in the suffering of his sibling's pawns, even more so if those pawns can become his own. Thus, Ravi was kept alive for Arciel to deal with personally. Arciel confiscated his armor, his pendant, and anything that linked him to Regial. The first week of his capture was filled with cruel torture and harsh conditions in a haldian jail, but Ravi made no complaints, and even as he was lashed made no cries to be set free. Arciel became amazed at his endurance and his dedication.

Upon the second week, Arciel halted the lashings (They seemed to be doing little good anyway). She opted instead for frequent interrogations of the young Knight. Over the course of a month, she heard his history of virtue and service to others. Arciel could not help but see in him the same virtue that her father had lived by, and she thought back to the cruel fate life had dealt her then. Arciel could not stomach dealing that same fate to someone so full of virtue, but she also could not release him. If she had, the priests would surely rise against her once and for all. Near the end of the period, Arciel began to speak her own story as well. Something about the knight made her feel that she could trust him. Ravi began to see that she too was a prisoner of circumstance. Arciel wished to free him, he wished to free her.

Though her hands were tied, Arciel saw to it that the stay became more pleasant, she allowed him out of his cell to walk around the dark compound, though she would not return his pendant. The priests were appaled at this freedom given to an enemy of Hald, and while she left on a surveillance mission, they worked on a contingency plan. They captured the knight, unarmed and unarmored, and forced upon him a collar that would choke him should he try to escape from the mountains. Arciel was furious upon her return, but the bonds around her were heavy, as the leader she could not openly attack the priests.

Another month passed, Arciel could find no way to remove the collar without the clerics' assistance. Ravi saw that she was beginning to lose hope, Hald's bonds were growing stronger around her. Seeing his captor powerless to free him, he started to formulate his own plan, though it was a gamble that would certainly cost him his own life. If he could somehow free her, then that was enough for him. He had to open her eyes. To that end, he left a letter for Arciel, then left the fortress. He pushed past the limit of the collar's range, and it strangled him to death.

Elsa

Arciel found the body the next day, she was furious. The one person she could trust, and now he was gone. This kind of escape was not to tolerated, she though she could definitely find a different way. She commanded the priests to call him back, they flatly refused. They relented when she held her blade to their throats, but Ravi's soul refused to be returned. Arciel lashed them repeatedly for their incompetence and out of her utter fury. For sometime after, the strong leader of the Haldians became jaded, she no longer went out on missions. She read that letter thousands of times. She could not stand this insult, she would have him back.

Arciel had changed goals, but she was as determined as ever, she sought a way to force the spirit back. She needed the assistance of a deity, and Hald seemed to be her best option. She began seeking a way to open the portal in the Navoral Mountains, and interrogated the priests relentlessly to this end. Varaan's seal was strong, she needed the wizard out of the way. She ordered Par'Shon to steal the amulet that sealed the soulripper, and to sell the bauble to a particularly irresponsible and rich Ohnben. It was only a matter of time before the foolish man brought forth the soulripper back into the world. If the Legend were true, Arciel thought, Varaan would be its first target. However, something happend that she had not anticipated, due to the intervention of a third party the soulripper was destroyed. Arciel grew angrier.

She sought to harshly punish the team that failed to protect the soulripper. The only surviving member was a half-devil by the name of Elsa. Some ten years earlier, she had "rescued" Elsa from a life of fleeting orphanage stays. She had been learning the arcane arts under one of the other adepts at a truly astonishing rate. Nonetheless, as the only survivor she recieved all the punishment for the four while the others were called back. Arciel began to think of another plan, spurred on by what she heard from the priests. If a catalyst can be formed between this world and the Blackthrone on the spot of the portal, then the link may become strong enough to override the seal for a moment. Arciel regretted having to use Elsa in this way, but in her present state of mind Elsa was simply an obstacle in her path.

Unfortunately, when she had turned to Elsa to take part in her ambition, the devil had escaped from the fortress. Her magical abilities were proceeding exponentially, it would not have been difficult for her. Arciel immediately put her contacts on full alert. Elsa would be found, Arciel would make sure of that herself. Celia, her Krasevae contact, reported that one of their operatives had been killed, from the looks of it by magical means. Arciel suspected Elsa, but was curious that the scene of death was so close to where the ones who destroyed the Soulripper were staying. She ordered Celia to keep watch over them as well, especially the arcanely gifted Aknier...

Sidral, The Portal, and The Blackthrone

After confirming via Celia that there was some sort of connection between Elsa and Aknier, Arciel made her move to capture the theurge in order to get to Elsa, who was more secretive of her moves. Though there was more struggling than she anticipated, her operation was a success. Midway between Passel and Krasevae she ambushed Aknier. After felling most of his allies, she acquired Aknier's cooperation through a bargain of their lives. She knew she had to get out of there quickly, for no doubt the regal lords were already on their way.

Absconding in the night back to her fortress, she imprisoned Aknier and waited for the inevitable. She made some attempts to interrogate him, but it became clear to here that he really did not know of Elsa's wherabouts, and that was the only thing on her mind at that time. Arciel stood by the gate, enlisting a priest to aid her against Elsa's tricks. When she finally arrived, Arciel wasted no time. Seen and Silenced by the priest, she was helpless against Arciel. Elsa was apprehended, and the ritual was set to begin.

All that night, the priests worked on the elaborate spell required to prepare the gate for opening, Arciel had never told them of her true goal, but eagerly agreed with the portals opening, seeking to prove their worth to Hald. Upon the next morning, the ceremony began. Arciel dragged Elsa from her cell, and after some hesitation, spilled her blood upon the portal. She had wanted to make the wound a non-fatal one, but everyone was watching on this stage, she could not show weakness...

However, Arciel had not expected something to be coming out of the portal. As soon as the mystic gate opened, a devil cloaked in the greatest of fineries crept out, laughing. Arciel at first went for her weapon, but realizing the Devil's power, she did not bother. It was Sidral, one of the 6 archdevils of the Blackthrone and Hald's personal Servant. Sidral at once began to scold Arciel for doing such a foolish thing, Arciel merely ignored him, stepping toward the portal. Sidral, somewhat suprised at this display of bravado and at being brushed off, simply smirked, watching mortals marching off toward their death (or so he thought). After most of the Haldians had passed through the portal, he remained to police the portal against any devil seeking escape. He never thought that a Regal Lord would stride through the door and challenge him, though he was quite glad it occured.

On the blackthrone, Arciel and what remained of her sect fought against wave after wave of devils, many on their path to escape through the portal. Many of her companions were dead or fleeing by the time she reached the black fortress of Hald, and that was only part of the journey. Slowly she scaled the hundreds of floors of the central spire, cutting down or escaping past devils at every turn. Eventually, bloodied and alone, Arciel arrived at the black steel door, beyond which Hald waited.

Hald greeted her with respect, after all, it was not everyday that a mortal is able to survive all the way to his throne. Most that had duplicated the feat had become Hald's generals, a great honor to be bestowed upon only the most powerful. But when Hald heard Arciel's request, he began to laugh. To have Hald call back a Regal Knight was utterly Rediculous. Arciel was visibly angry, but this only stirred on Hald's laughter. He was fully prepared to end her life right then and there should she show any move to violence. However Arciel merely stood to her feet, turned around, and started her trip back down to the Blackthrone. Hald new such seething anger would work into his favor eventually, and allowed her to leave. The devils of the tower were not so benevolent, but Arciel would not, could not die there in failure and misery. Yet, She had little idea of what she would do next or to who she would turn.

Sor's Realm

After cutting her way back to the entryway of the palace, she saw the gate to Sor's realm opposite the entrance door. She knew that if she went back the way she came she would not only have to deal with Sidral but walking over the dead bodies of her fallen kindred. She thought she might at least find asylum in the Stone Garden, remembering some of the dogma around the god from tales learned from previous human prisoners.

Arciel Stepped through the portal, onto a grey stone path that rose up a large hill. On top of which was a large circular stone building that seemed to overlook all the fields. The fields were truly a sight to behold, millions of stone flowers grew everywhere on those hills. Some radiated light, some darkness, some were formed perfectly, others showed irregularities in their petals and stems, but the vast majority were simply grey stone. The air was quiet and filled with multitudes of emotions, but most pervalent was a feeling of utter peace.

Of course, Arciel could find no peace within herself given that her every ambition had ultimately failed. She walked along the stone paths, but her energy was gone and the wounds from her battles were beginning to take their toll. Eventually she collapsed along one of the paths, weeping bitterly. The first time she had wept since Verclan had harshly punished her for it some 50 years ago. The physical and emotional pain ushered her into unconsciousness.

Time passed, Sor was very suprised on his rounds to discover a living (if only just) elf inside his garden. He carefully carried Arciel back to his home, where he tended to her wounds. When Arciel finally awoke again, her body was recovered, but her heart was filled with pain and regret. The enormity of all she had done, all who she had betrayed, sunk in. Sor felt this torment radiating from the girl, and was moved to pity. The two walked together in the gardens over the course of many days.

The two found much to talk about, Sor was suprised by her great intelligence, and to have her end her mortal span with no chance to redeem herself was intolerable. He would not dare send her back through the Blackthrone to Hald, but felt his other brother also lacked the sensitivity required to instill a desire to change. It was by chance that one of Regial's servants appeared who seemed to be the perfect candidate to help her.

Lord Denlor

About a week after Arciel's first step into the garden, Sor did not know what to do. He did not want Arciel to stay within the realm of the dead, though he welcomed company, he felt she still deserved a chanced at redemption. Fraught with thoughts as he walked through his gardens one evening alone, he was suprised by another visitor. It was very rare for him to have two visitors within a month of each other, sometimes he would go entire seasons without seeing a mortal or god.

Lord Denlor had walked into the realm from Regial's palace, wanting to give humble thanks to Sor for watching over those of the dead. He was stunned by the beauty and peace of the place. Denlor was suprised to find Sor fraught with worry, he had thought gods beyond such things. Sor told Denlor of his visitor. When he heard the name Arciel, he became immediately wary that she was trying to enact some Haldian ploy. Though he expressed his concerns, Sor simply smiled warmly, waving his hand, saying: "Come, visit with her. All your doubt shall be removed."

Denlor did indeed go to see her, though they had never met, the stories from his Knights, from Ravi, painted her as an incredibly cold woman who would go through any deception. Before he walked through the door he fully expected there to be a great battle beyond it. However, when his eyes first came upon her, he abandoned every thought of it. Arciel's expression of sheer sadness stuck him, he felt it could not be faked.

The Turning Point and the Agreement

Present Day

Relationships

Family

Marcus Enkenath (Father) Marcus Enkenath was one of the most influential of Vineyard owners in Pallenon. The Enkenath family was one of the first to capitalize upon the air of revelry at Pallenon, and has consequently grown quite wealthy. Marcus inherited all of this wealth, as well as the skill and knowledge required to manage the family business. Marcus himself was an exceedingly generous elf, often putting his profits toward the improvement of Pallenon and Leyandra as a whole. He was one of the only vineyard owners to extend employment to individuals regardless of their race, and thus employed many humans who for one reason or another found themselves in Leyandra. This practice caught him a lot of flak with the other noble familes in the area, but he would not hear of it. Marcus himself was a good friend of the Royal Family, though his business kept visits to the minimum. Arciel idolized her father as she was growing up, she saw him as the ideal elf untainted by the arrogance so often seen in the noble sphere.
Elsbeth Enkenath (Mother) A very beautiful elven woman from the small town of Ellatar, Marcus had first met her during a trip to Allrevan to sell his wines in new markets. Marcus was struck with love upon first seeing her. She was working as a maid for her families Inn when Marcus arrived as a traveler late at night. The two would meet many times as Marcus traveled between Pallenon and Allrevan. Records show that his wines were not very popular in Allrevan due to heavy favoring of local products, so it is clear that his business became the secondary consideration of the voyage. When Marcus announced their marriage to his relatives, they were aghast at his choice of a poor common woman to bring into the family. His affection for Elsbeth would lead to Marcus being estranged from his relatives, but he never regretted it for a moment. Elsbeth herself was a simple girl, beautiful but shy. She had never seen anything of the world aside from her village before Marcus had came. She went through great pains to try and fit in to noble society, but was frequently shunned because of her status. After Arciel was born, she stopped going to noble functions entirely, not wanting her child to see the society's cruelness toward her. She still allowed Arciel to go with Marcus when she became older however, as she wanted Arciel to have all the luxuries that she could never grasp. Arciel as she grew up became somewhat estranged from Elsbeth, with her quiet nature and her not being at the many functions she attended. The two had many arguments over her fencing (Elsbeth not wanting her daughter to have anything to do with War), with only Marcus being able to bridge the two. Elsbeth certainly loved her child, and Arciel her mother, but in the end the two would retain a very distant relationship.

The Navoral Haldian Sect

Verclan Solti (Master) Verclan was a human of around 60 years when he first found Arciel, stunned by the girl's skill with a rapier at such a young age, he decided to bring her into his Haldian Sect. Verclan was a very harsh trainer, and over the years would abuse Arciel repeatedly when she made mistakes or simply did not shine enough. He would frequently set up spars against opponents with twice her experience, arranging for her defeat and punishing her when it inevitably came. He pushed her past her physical limits at every available opportunity. He also ensured that she recieved an excellent education, though many of the subjects she learned would not be accepted in the noble court. She learned military history, tactics, subterfuge, anatomy, physics, anything that would give her an advantage on the battlefield. Her style with the rapier began to drift from one of competition to one focused on taking the life of your opponent. From Verclan she learned some rudimentary spells geared toward combat, espionage, and Stealth. Despite his abuse, Arciel respected her master deeply. She was thankful that he had found her and saved her from a much more horrible life. She was thankful that he trained in her the skills she would need to succeed in a harsh and unforgiving world.
Bjaral (Comrade/Subordinate) A human around the age of 30, originally from Traskel. Once a Regal Knight in training as a child, Bjaral was ejected from the order after a heated argument with his superior that came to blows. He came to greatly resent the Regal Knights for his expulsion, and sought to become more powerful than them, any way he could. In his search of a powerful trainer he came across Verclan, though he was quite elderly, Bjaral could see that Verclan was quite knowledgeable in the pursuit of power. Under Verclan's watchful eye (and harsh whip), Bjaral's power grew exponentially. Upon his master's death, he questioned Arciel's ability to lead the order. Such questions were quickly erased when the elf beat him soundly in a duel. Arciel tended to view Bjaral as "Dumb Muscle", and he did not particularly object to the assessment. He yearned to go out and fight and test his skills, especially when Regal Knights were involved. Though he feared her skills in combat, he lost all true respect for Arciel when she did not execute Ravi. He met his end, to his rage, to a Regal Knight known as Tristen.
Khader (Comrade/Subordinate) An older human, in his mid forties, one of the few who lived long enough to both witness Arciel's induction into the order and to serve under her. Khader was a close friend of Verclan, and rumored to be his first student. Khader was a zealous cleric to Hald, wise and cunning in his schemes using both physical prowess and dark incantations to get ahead of his opponents. Khader was strongly against Arciel's rise to power, citing both her comparitive lack of experience and her lack of true respect for Hald's religion. He could not deny Arciel's talent however, and eventually bowed to her out of fear of execution. He met his end at the hands of a fellow Comrade, Elsa.
Volund (Comrade/Subordinate) A human around 30 years of age, originally from Ohnben (though he lived in Sanoan for most of his life). Orphaned when his father passed on in the desert from a monster attack, he wandered through the sands to Sanoan where he found his place in an orphanage. He self-taught himself the ways of martial arts from a young age, using them to fight off potential bullies and later street thugs and bandits. Though to outsiders he seemed a noble vigilante, in reality he just wanted to fight and prove his strength. Going after the unlawful was a way to fulfill his wishes without attracting undue attention from the real authorities. When he came of age, he finally signed up to take part in the Councilmaster competition. He seemed to be dominating the unarmed bracket, until he was disqualified in the final round when his opponent collapsed, dead. Verclan, who had been watching the competition, approached Volund and said all the things he wanted to hear, offering to train him. Volund agreed, and served loyally until his master died. Like his comrades, he was somewhat skeptical of Arciel's ability to lead, but as he saw himself doing no better he accepted it. His doubts grew as Arciel began to become more focused about opening the portal and less about martial training. After the order's destruction, he was allowed to go free. Arciel respected Volund's martial ability, and the two shared a disinterest in the religious side of the sect. His current wherabouts are unknown, but he is thought to be living under an assumed identity to escape his reputation following the councilmaster incident.
Elsa (Subordinate) "Saved" from a life of petty theft and Orphanages by Arciel, the half-devil learned much from the elf's tutelage. Elsa cared little for the other members at the sect, but looked up to and trusted Arciel more than any of them. Arciel, though still quite harsh, was easier on her than on the other members of the order. Only desperation brought her to betray Elsa to the brink of death in order to open the portal. During her stay, Arciel ensured that Elsa received a proper education, often teaching the half-devil herself. Elsa was nonetheless quite difficult to control, she would often skip her lessons and escape the fortress with her magical abilities. Arciel for the most part turned the other cheek to this, a fact that made the rest of the sect somewhat resentful toward Elsa. In the span of the few years before Ravi's arrival, it is rumored that the two had a sexual relationship, though the details are very unknown. She fled after the destruction of the sect, and her current wherabouts are unknown.
Celia (Contact: Krasevae) A human woman of about 22 years of age. Runs a well-known magic shop in the northwestern sector of town as a front for her real operation. She has eyes all over Krasevae, and little in the city escapes from her notice. Arciel appointed her to the position knowing her ability to manipulate others through her words and her appearence. Seems to be innocent but in reality she has a mastery of both assassination and spycraft, combined with a dabbling in arcane arts. She is the primary supplier of Arciel's poisons. The two have a somewhat contradictory relationship as both friends and rivals.
Sio (Contact: Sanoan) A quiet unassuming human male living in a Sanoan farmhouse, about 17 years of age. Though young and unexperienced he shows a remarkable ability for perception and intuition. Arciel had planned to move him toward a larger city once he had practiced enough in Sanoan, but since the small village became the hotbed of many occurances, has decided for him to remain there. He is still mostly untrained in ways of combat, but his ability of knowing where to watch and when has made him very valuable to Arciel.
Felrin (Contact: Leyandra) An elven bartender who lives in Pallenon, adept at sneaking secrets out of even the most tight lipped of customers. Approximately a hundred and eighty years old, He was placed by master Verclan to gather rumors from the Leyandran sector after it seemed he had reached the limits of his combat ability. Though haughty and condescending he nonetheless seems to learn everything that goes on throughout the country. Though his station at Pallenon came after Arciel's departure, it was not long before he learned of the events that befell the house of Enkenath. He suspects that Arciel is the still missing daughter, but has said nothing to her or to the citizens of Pallenon. Arciel herself distrusts him, and prefers to communicate only with written messages to him, due to her unwillingness to revisit Leyandra.
Par'Shon (Contact: Ohnben) A haldian agent who has infiltrated the matron clan in Deloria. A fit human male about 27 years of age. He delivers messages back to the Navoral Mountains every month. He keeps Arciel notified of any dangerous movements in the tribes as well as any changes in Tribal agendas. Most Ohnben tribes have better things to do than chase after Haldians, so he is mostly present to look for anyone of interest seeking Asylum in Deloria.

Others

Ravi
Denlor
Aknier
Sidral

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