With Moréna under our belts Lena and I put our minds to a Burning Wheel campaign. Given our mutual love of Tolkien, going to the elves was a bit of a no-brainer. We went and talked about the elves of The Ring of Tears, and about dark elves, who are the elves who have decided not to defend the world from the Nameless, but to go and get what they can from the lesser races and try to convince their nitwit brethren to abandon them.
Mikansia was born from the the rape of Makirta by the dark elf Krakeru. When Mikansia was a little girl her mother took a ship into the Void, never to be seen again. The young girl was taken in by her aunt, Auringona, but she wasn't told the truth about her lineage until she was much older. Angry, she left Kotaemah, went to the Kelluvat Tuhannet, and became a hunter. After some time she went back to Kotaemah and joined the military, eventually becoming an elite Sword Singer, the best of the best.
And then the news spread that Krakeru had been found in Tontukeyt, the supposedly abandoned dark elf surface stronghold, also known as Elfharrow. Hearing that Krakeru was there, Mikansia resolved to go to the surface and find her father and... whatever it took.
Whatever that means.
Yeah.
This'll go well.
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