Rumplestilzkin
Fighter Name: Rumplestilzkin
Realm: Ebonhold
Current Local: Highlands of Chaos / Black Tundra / Southern Idaho
Unit: Horde - Awakened at Thaw Brawl 2015, Year of Mayhem
House: Whack House (House of Whacks)
Fighting Styles: Sword and board, But will use any set. Except Flails, they have 1 too many "L's". (Fails)
Fighting Since: December 2011
Race: Forest Troll
Previous Race: Bugbear
"A huge nerd," - Dundee
Lore:
Higherest judge
Community appointed ruler
Bringer of joy, peace, tranquility
Carrying the mantle and weight
Heavy is the head who wears the crown
Needed was a journey
Expedition within
Build for the self
Had lost purpose and focused solely on others
Numbness
Temporarily left the worldly realm
Traveled the spirit realm
Communed with the Tree spirits
Leaned into the forest
Pulsating warmth, drinking in the dew
Blissful ignorance
Time passed without care
Out of sight, out of mind
Delving into solace
Contained, sight further than arms reach.
Lost.
Disruption
Boom of falling trees
Crushing shock waves
Instantaneous return to reality
The sprit realm had became
Angry
Spiteful
Filled with death and disease
Humans invaded the forests
Needless killings
Pillaging
Razed ecosystems to ashes
Death.
Humans, animals, monsters
The stench of the decay.
Risen came the dead.
Devouring the remains.
Decimating the remaining evils of humanity in the area.
Stillness,
Save for moans and groans
Of empty lifeless husks
Feasting on the rot
Entropy looping its cycle
Spark of life
Re-animated intelligence
The reapers take form
Subjugating all remaining dissidents
Regrowth began
Beckoning me back…
Tainted by pain of loss of what I once called home
My sanctuary
Rebuild, regain, become whole once again
Drive out the rot.
Rebuild the beauty anew
Once a free flowing sapling
Bending, and bobbing in the breeze.
Still flows like the wind, yet slashes and bites like a whomping willow.
Standing on freedom
Guarding the sacred space
Skulls of the defeated, decorate as trophies.
Sentinel of the Forest
My name.
Rumplestilzkin