 | Eir von Walravn
XX.07.72X
The clatter of a mirror toppled onto the stone floor blended harmoniously with a shrill female scream and echoed through the building, notifying all its inhabitants of the commander's return. The sounds of furniture crashing, which followed shortly after a brief pause, did not escape the ears of two young soldiers absorbed in a leisurely meal. The dish served to them was substantial in volume, which was easily explained by the sturdy, muscular necks of the diners that caught the eye, as well as their arms as thick as logs. In build they were quite similar to one another, but where they differed strikingly was in their attire: where one wore a simple soldier's uniform, the other's back was adorned with a majestic cloak of raven feathers — a tribute to his ancestral home, whose coat of arms bore a raven, and simply the distinctive style of its owner, who loved to make an impression on those around him and believed that his person should not fade from the memory of those fortunate enough to behold him. The image of Baron Johann von Walravn was completed by long fiery hair gathered into a low ponytail and secured with a black bow, as well as a thick mustache of the same color that began at the center above his upper lip and curled into a thin tube at the ends.
— Is our fine commander again ailing with her heart? — The Baron placed a piece of sliced sausage skewered on his fork into his mouth and shook his head; today's incident was clearly not the first. — That is not befitting of a leader's position. Don't you think so, friend Gunnir?
In response to the question posed to him, his companion noticeably frowned.
— The only one you are trying to deceive right now is yourself.
Johann, in whose veins flowed blue blood, could also boast considerable talents in military affairs, and therefore upon entering service could have counted on an officer's position, but instead began as a common soldier like his commoner friend. Officially, he stated that he wished to walk the path of a Serberian warrior from the very bottom to the very top, so that no one would dare doubt the authenticity of his deeds, but the true reason was well known to both Johann himself and Gunnir: he was in love with Sofia von Mainz and wanted to serve alongside her, so instead of commanding his own unit, he placed himself under her command.
— People gossip rightly, the fool of Messenzetz — to refuse such a treasure. — When news reached Johann that Prince Albert had been exiled from Serberia, two contradictory emotions mingled in his heart: one part of him deeply empathized with the lady of his heart, while the other rejoiced at the disappearance of his main rival. He found such a feeling repugnant, but he could do nothing about it. — It is deplorable that the scoundrel fled the country, otherwise I would have given him a piece of my mind!
— Sofia von Mainz is the most hardworking person I have ever met in my short life. — Gunnir agreed. — She is beautiful, fair, and raised in the best traditions of Serberian nobility, but one cannot force oneself to love or fall out of love with someone based on what may seem like objective facts or common sense. I feel sorry for the commander, but let us not blame the prince for this; surely he had his reasons.
XX.XX.7XX
After the disappearance of Albert der Grosse, known then as Juisis Lunavate, Sofia von Mainz and her soldiers spent considerable time and effort determining his whereabouts and subsequent observation in order to ensure protection from potential threats. One day, when the prince and his companions were exiled to Sselai to carry out dangerous missions for the Arterian government, Sofia gave the order to eliminate the escorts and rescue the Serberian prince, but at the last moment recalled her subordinates. She explained this by saying she did not want to risk an international conflict, especially since the official assignment of their unit was reconnaissance and had nothing to do with Albert... After some time, the military campaign of the Airisufir field marshal ended in success, but Prince Albert returned to Clematis without his beloved. Around the same time, Sofia received news of King Henry's death along with an order to return home, but instead of following the instructions of her superior commanders, Sofia had other plans. She forged the royal seal and sent Juisis information about what had happened.
All these intrigues took place without the knowledge of the common soldiers, and so it came as a great surprise to them when it turned out that they were returning to their homeland, engulfed in the flames of civil war, as a third party led by King Albert. Nevertheless, the soldiers deeply respected their commander and therefore did not resist such a turn of events, especially since the ex-prince had quickly won the trust of his new subordinates thanks to his charisma and competence.
During the years of the civil war, Gunnir became one of King Albert's most effective allies, while Johann continued to work directly under the command of Sofia von Mainz, carrying out various secret assignments. When the war drew to a close, Johann, fearing the inevitable marriage of Sofia and Albert, secretly challenged the latter to a duel. When Albert asked him whether that was how he saw his reward for the valor and loyalty he had shown, the Baron firmly replied "yes." Contrary to common sense, the future ruler of Serberia agreed, but this duel was not destined to take place: a day before the appointed time, Johann's old friend Gunnir forced a duel upon his comrade that could not be refused — Gunnir betrayed their friendship, deciding to place the king's safety and the country's well-being above it. Both were among the strongest warriors of Serberia, and the duel ended in a draw, but by the next day Johann was no longer able to fight at full strength and shamefully lost to Albert. To his surprise, the king did not punish him for his audacity, considering that he had merely repaid the Baron for his service during the war. After this incident, Johann von Walravn would return under the command of Sofia, now queen, and continue his service as an agent of the secret police. He would spend the rest of his life in anger and resentment, secretly eliminating opponents of the man he envied.
31.12.755
The unpleasant faces of passersby, the unbearable streets of overpopulated Messenzetz, the air reeking of the blood of those he had secretly executed, the irritating festive atmosphere of the new year, a time of new hopes and goals. Baron Johann von Walravn was still full of strength, but was no longer young — that time was behind him, and with it myriad missed opportunities. He had tarnished the brilliance of his soul with dirty work, watched as the object of his adoration grew ever more cunning and unscrupulous, languished his days in solitude... Watching the lively inhabitants of Messenzetz, both young and old, he felt a strong sense of existential longing and, not knowing what to hope for or even what to want, for the first time in his life visited a church of Arteria and asked the goddess for "some kind of miracle." Bitterly grinning and mentally reproaching himself for his naivety, the Baron headed to a bar and after several bottles of "Victoria" continued to wander idly about the city, until he accidentally fell into the river.
He regained consciousness only on the morning of the second of January and found himself in an unfamiliar place. As it later turned out, the river's current had carried him west of the capital, and by the will of fate he was picked up by local peasants. He rested in the home of a woman named Klara, who had volunteered to help the victim get back on his feet — as Johann soon discovered, even getting out of bed was now beyond his strength. In the end, the victim spent a considerable amount of time in the village and, as often happens in such stories, fell in love with his savior, as did she with him. She was a widow, and he was twenty years her senior; he was a Baron, and she was a commoner, not to mention that Johann had extremely dangerous and confidential work tied to a dark past. In other words, much stood in the way of their love, but this did not stop them. After the Baron's full recovery, they moved to Walravn, where they soon married, and in 759 a daughter was born to them.
XX.XX.767
Life with Klara and Eir completely changed Johann's attitude toward life. He left his service and devoted all his time to his family, which managed to restore to him the long-forgotten joy of living. Nevertheless, the time of happiness proved short-lived: in 765, Klara, due to poor health, returned to the embrace of Arteria, and he fell ill with luxanka — a mana disease associated with a deficiency of the sixth element (sun/light/matter), which is extremely rare in people suffering from depression. The time allotted to Johann in this world was running short. He was an extremely awkward and stubborn man, and therefore what happened a few weeks later could only be understood by those who knew him very well. Johann forced a duel upon Gunnir — just as he had once prevented him from striking down Albert, but unlike that time, he fought with even greater ferocity and put his opponent in a position of kill or be killed.
XX.XX.779
In that fateful year, Eir von Walravn lost her family and ended up in the care of Gunnir von Breckendorf — the man who killed her father. She swore to one day take revenge upon him, and until she defeats the scoundrel in an honest duel and sends him to his beloved Arteria, she has no plans to leave Baldr forever.
Origin: Walravn (Grimwald)
+3 to speed, +2 to agility, -2 to strength, -1 to endurance, +15% universal evasion.
Date of birth: 18.10.759.
Once per battle, nullifies the first negative effect or attack applied to the character, +3 to agility, +2 to speed.
Beliefs: Animism (Spirit of Fire)
+50% fire resistance, +3 to strength, +2 to endurance.
Mentor: Gunnir von Breckendorf
Skills:
Parrying
The character can parry enemy attacks in melee combat (accuracy) using block points for this purpose.
Dance with Death - 2000 experience points.
The character avoids an attack that would bring their health to 0 or below. Cooldown: 5 turns.
Dance of Blades - 2000 experience points.
+5% to critical damage, +5 to accuracy (saber).
Mastery - Saber
1. +1 to initiative
2. +1 to movement speed
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