Ionel Springwynd



  • Player Name: -SK-
    Character: Ionel Springwynd

    "Master Felderand…" Ionel moaned as he looked at his own bloodied knuckles. Felderand was a half-elf much bigger than Ionel, obviously training him in the arts of unarmed combat. "Don't complain. I'm putting you up to this task for your own good!"

    Ionel, a monk of his order was sent out to go retrieve fire wood for his master Felderand. "What are you doing here, boy?" a deep voice hissed as Ionel (being 100 at the time) bent over to pick up some pieces of bark. Ionel looked to the direction of the noise. "Just... picking up some wood for my master." Ionel answered with no sign of fear but shaken nonetheless. "And what will your master do with this wood... burn it?" It seemed like a dumb question to Ionel. "Listen," Ionel began, "I don't want any trouble. I'm just doing as I'm told. The voice hissed and the dark figure can be seen shaking its head, "Just take the wood. I can see you're one who cannot even aspire to understand my motives."

    "You've failed," Felderand sighed. "Huh? Failed what?" Ionel asked, confused. "That was also another test," Felderand replied flatly, "You are always to remain focused. No matter who or what comes out, you are to remain focused on your duty."

    Such was the life of this young monk of an old order... until now.

    "It was you, wasn't it?!" the minister yelled. "What? I've trained under Master Felderand for 60 years!" Ionel hissed back, "And by your standards, that would seem like a very long time!" "Don't question me, Ionel! That's YOUR farm tool in Master Felderand's skull!" Ionel was out of choices...

    "Quick men! Sever his head so that we may use it as a tribute to Master Felderand's death!" Ionel had no choice but to run. After leaving the temple, someone pulled Ionel into the brush. "What the?! Who are-" "Keep quiet if you value your life." It was the druid from 60 years back. "You... you're-" "Take these clothes, this gold, and some supplies. Flee to Narfell. I'll meet you in Jiyyd at the Regal Whore Inn." "The Regal what?!" But the druid faded from his sight and the temple monks all ran right past the brush.

    Currently Ionel resides in Jiyyd, awaiting the druid. Though after some time, he began to think this savior would never arrive. Since he was well far away from the Order, Ionel decided to start a new life there.



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