"When the world began there was chaos and my memories of that time are some of the best I hold in my ancient mind. So much uncertainty, so much risk and the constant fear of death made us feel alive, almost human, valuing every moment and every new experience with each new day.
Time passes slowly when you are immortal and I have noticed that life is cyclical. The weather patterns change and the earth shifts but the patterns of human life are predictable, human beings are predictable and that is exactly what makes them such useful pieces to play with.
The greatest threat to my people is boredom but we have found a way to overcome it. There is a game played among the First Ones, an old game that has stretched through the millennia, the rules of which I will not reveal though I will say that the stakes of this game are our very own immortal lives.
It is a long game...seemingly unending. Its complexity would ruin the minds of mortal man but it makes us feel truly alive. The game is afoot and we play it, unseen we move and position ourselves to lead, for no enterprise is more likely to succeed than one concealed from the enemy until it is ripe for execution.
We are the Fox, we are The Alumaani and we rule unseen." - Ard Ri Belemont Alumaani
Time passes slowly when you are immortal and I have noticed that life is cyclical. The weather patterns change and the earth shifts but the patterns of human life are predictable, human beings are predictable and that is exactly what makes them such useful pieces to play with.
The greatest threat to my people is boredom but we have found a way to overcome it. There is a game played among the First Ones, an old game that has stretched through the millennia, the rules of which I will not reveal though I will say that the stakes of this game are our very own immortal lives.
It is a long game...seemingly unending. Its complexity would ruin the minds of mortal man but it makes us feel truly alive. The game is afoot and we play it, unseen we move and position ourselves to lead, for no enterprise is more likely to succeed than one concealed from the enemy until it is ripe for execution.
We are the Fox, we are The Alumaani and we rule unseen." - Ard Ri Belemont Alumaani
The first of 3 brothers, Belemont was elected as Ard Ri of the Alumaani following the tragic loss of his father during their journey to the lands of Rathgar. Belemont is not tall, in fact he is a man of moderate height, but his presence is always felt by those around him. His green hooded cloak sits atop broad shoulders and falls around his dark brown leather chestpiece, fitted atop his dull silver coat of mail. His dark brown breaches are fitted and covered with inlaid stitching and fall into boots made of the finest leather giving an overall appearance of a practical man with a taste for fine things.
He carries the Luin Letchar, the spear of the sun. Legends claim that once thrown it will not rest until it has found flesh and dazzles all with its searing glare. The twin swords Molltach and Baltach, 'Great Fury' and 'Little Fury', their dull grey blades are said to be sharp enough to cut rock and dance a merry death in the hands of any man that holds them. The Helmet Tarnhelm, bestowing its wearer with the gift to change form or become invisible, fashioned from a dull grey metal it covers the head and face presenting a mask of apathetic human features and grim appearance.
He carries the Luin Letchar, the spear of the sun. Legends claim that once thrown it will not rest until it has found flesh and dazzles all with its searing glare. The twin swords Molltach and Baltach, 'Great Fury' and 'Little Fury', their dull grey blades are said to be sharp enough to cut rock and dance a merry death in the hands of any man that holds them. The Helmet Tarnhelm, bestowing its wearer with the gift to change form or become invisible, fashioned from a dull grey metal it covers the head and face presenting a mask of apathetic human features and grim appearance.