Twilight's Call

*This article is about Twilight's Call of the Us Against the Gods campaign.*

Twilight's Call is a Male Elf clad in studded leather, and a Pan Flute on his hip. He is armed with a longbow, rapier. Tall, medium build, with green eyes, and ashen-tan skin.

## Biography

### Birth / Early Life

Not much is known about Twilight's Call early life or activities in the Chantara Grove in the Fey Realms.

Rumor has it, that Twilight has a birth right of the Chantara Grove. Currently hunted by those shadows that sub-planted his family from the Grove.

### Life in the Fey Realms

Originally from the Chantara Grove in the Fey Realms.

### Transition to the life of an Adventurer

Shadar-kai are the elves of the Shadow Lands, originally drawn to that dread realm by Imkael. Over the centuries, some of them have continued to serve her, while others have ventured into the Material Plane to forge their own destinies. Twilight's Call is currently in Imkael's service with the hope to someday return to his ancestorial home of Chantara Grove in the Fey Realm.

After arriving to Nousha in the land of Toivoa, Twilight and his wife Covett headed to Longstrider's Consortium. In search of adventure, coin, or the chance to make a difference in the world, they sought and received an assignment from the Longstrider's Consortium to attempt a rescue mission for an ill fated group sent to disrupt a grung gang that had taken up residence in the sewers. That mission proved disastrous: Slavius and Goro were killed, and Islaryn was rendered unconscious and taken captive. Twilight, Covett, and several others set up to finish what the first group failed to accomplish.

## Characteristics

### Physical Description

Twilight's Call stands at 6 foot, 2 inches tall and weights 135 lbs. He has dark brown hair and off to the side. His ashen-tan skin-tone from spending most of his life in service to Imkael. He appears more youthful while on other planes, but their skin always retains a deathly ashen hue. When in the Shadow Lands, they detest mirrors and avoid keeping things that remind them of their age. Twilight's Call's eyes are green and swirl with iridescent colors. This trait is usually the only spark of hope especially around Covett von Synn. Twilight dresses in a dark color palate typically consisting of blacks, browns, and dark green. His muted clothing choices are enhanced by opulent, magical accessories like bangles, rings, baubles, a single earring in his left ear.

### Personality

His hobbies include playing music, telling jokes, as well as supporting Covett. Enjoys always changing his mind, as changeability is good. Must always live by an every-changing set of rules. However, is fiercely loyal to his wife.

### Magic / Divinity

In the gloom of the Shadow Lands live shadar-kai, elves whose ancestors served the Imkael, a god of death and memory. Imkael's domain is death itself. They abhor undeath as unnatural, heretical, and necromancers as blasphemous. That said, Imkael does keep a limited number of Revenants, which are living embodiments of once-dead souls. These Revenants are fully alive, and infused with divine power of Imkael. Rather than necrotic devastation, they employ the power of both shadows and light to fulfill their master's goals.

### Bonds and Attachments

Married to Covett von Synn and is rumored to have joined up with the group "Us against the God's."

Currently a member of the Longstrider's Consortium.

## The Legend of Twilight's call

In a realm of enchantment, Toivoa, bold and true, Lived a bard named Twilight, whose fame grew. With brown hair and a pan flute in his hand, His melodies echoed across the land.

One day he ventured, drawn by Imkael's call, To the ancient forest, a grove tall. There he found a bow, ancient and rare, Magical and potent, beyond compare.

With the bow's power coursing through his veins, Twilight became an archer, breaking chains. His arrows flew true, with precision and grace, A symphony of shots, an awe-inspiring chase.

Word spread like wildfire of Twilight's might, His bardic talents blending with archery's light. From distant realms, people flocked to see, The bard-archer, a marvel to decree.

But darkness loomed, a malevolent plight, The SoulCapture sought to swallow souls in fright. Twilight knew his fate, the danger it posed, To stand against darkness, with allies composed.

With companions steadfast, their courage ablaze, They set off on a quest, in shadow's maze. Through forests deep and mountains tall, They battled the darkness, standing all.

Arrows of brilliance pierced the black night, Banishing shadows, bringing forth the light. Harmony of music and archery's might, Twilight and his companions fought the fight.

In a clash of wills, the final war was waged, Twilight faced the SoulCapture, undismayed. Arrows flew like stars, each finding its mark, Defeating darkness, igniting hope's spark.

With the realm saved, the SoulCapture foiled, Twilight returned to his roots, joyful and coiled. His legend grew, sung in bards' grand choir, Of the bard-archer who quelled darkness' ire.

So remember the tale of Twilight's might, A bard turned archer, a beacon of light. Through music and arrows, he conquered the strife, A hero who brought hope to a world once rife.

### Into the Sewers

Sit by the fire, and hear the tale, Of Twilight and his companions, brave and hale. In Toivoa's land, they journeyed afar, And arrived in Nousha, where danger did spar.

A valiant paladin named Islaryn, Was captured by a sinister grung kin. With courage in their hearts, the companions set forth, Through the town's sewers, they traveled north.

They battled grung minions with sword and spell, And archery skills, they used them well. Wave after wave of attackers came, But they fought on, and remained the same.

Through dark and treacherous tunnels they went, Pushing forward, their spirits never bent. They found Islaryn, surrounded by the elite, And charged into the fray, with deadly heat.

Their foes fell to their accuracy, And in the end, they won the victory. Triumphant, they emerged from the sewers, Their heroism celebrated in tales and rumors.

So gather 'round, travelers, one and all, Hear of Twilight and his companions' call. Against minions of evil, they stood tall, And saved the day in the town of Nousha's hall.

### Danger on the High Seas

Gather round, dear travelers, and hear the tale, Of Twilight the bard, whose courage did not fail, On a dark and stormy night, at sea he did sail, And faced monsters of the deep, with bow and arrow in hail.

The Amorazi's Revenge was his vessel that night, As the waves crashed hard, and the winds took flight, The sea creatures attacked, with all their might, But Twilight stood strong, ready to fight.

His companions fought bravely, but it was no use, Their weapons were useless against the sea creatures' abuse, That's when Twilight stepped forward, ready to refuse, To let them destroy the ship, he would not let them loose.

With his longbow in hand, he took aim with skill, He shot for their eyes, and with every arrow, he did thrill, The creatures retreated, unable to kill, And the Amorazi's Revenge sailed on, free from their chill.

The sailors cheered, and the captain did praise, For they had never seen such archery in all their days, Twilight the bard, with his longbow and his pan flute plays, Continued to sail the seas, in search of adventure and glory in the bays.

"Oh we were attacked on the open seas. By a great big sand-dune elemental. He hungered for our ship and latched on with all it could. It had only one weakness..." *He pauses for dramatic effect.* "This great sand dune was no match for the greatest joke of all time." *after a short pause.* "What did the Boulder say to the Sand Dune...You are mighty Fine!"

### The Search for the Changemaker

\*Twilight addresses the tavern." "Ladies and gentlemen, I have a tale for you: Have you heard the tale of the Changemaker? It's a story of a quest to recover, A boat lost at sea, But it was meant to be, For the journey made the sailors braver."

"I have heard your cries for an Encore and I shall deliver!" *he pauses for dramatic effect.*

"Twilight the musician sailed the high seas, With his longbow and his tales to please, He sang of mermaids and pirates, And of sea monsters that caused riots.

One night while they were anchored in Endland Point Bay, A shadow octopus attacked, causing dismay, But Twilight was quick with his longbow, And shot arrows that made the beast slow.

The crew cheered, and the shadow octopus swam away, And Twilight's legend grew that day, For he was not just a musician, But a hero who saved them from the sea's dominion."

### The Search for Bloodsword

*Twilight looks with a sullen sight.* "I do not take pleasure in this next tale." *He pauses and then begins.*

"Twilight's heart was heavy, his spirit bold, For his companion, Bloodsword, had been ensnared by a curse untold. A valiant warrior, loyal and true, Bloodsword's life was in danger, and Twilight knew.

Looking to form a fellowship of might, Mages, warriors, rogues, all shining bright. With skills and strengths combined as one, We prepare for the rescue, under the sun.

Once armed with knowledge and companions brave, Twilight would set forth, his companion to save. Through treacherous mountains and enchanted woods, They'd face all perils, united as they should.

So off they set, their hearts set aflame, To rescue their comrade, they'd conquer any claim. In the realm of Toivoa, their legend to be made, As they seek to rescue Bloodsword, unyielding and unswayed."

### The Story Continues

His fame spread throughout Toivoa, and bards sang his tale, Of how he fought with a bow and how his pan flute would never fail. And so Twilight lived on, a legend in his time, A bard from the Fae Realms and left his mark in rhyme