Laujar

Laujar (XXXVII)
Created	June 2, 2017
Status	Active
Race	Elf
Classes	Ranger

Current Description:

Hiding in the shadows a closer look reveals a tall elf who appears to have been living rough in the forests. Its hard to judge his age and abilities. He seems to hold himself like a wild cat or wolf. Neither graceful nor powerful but seems to be ready to move. Could it be in attack or defence? He could be from an ancient time when the world was more wild … or he could be young and fresh and naive.

You meet his gaze and can see he has suffered much but lives on. Has passed through despair to find hope and wisdom. There is a depth in those eyes that you find it hard to pull your attention away from. Then he breaks the trance with a wry grin and a twinkle passes across his face. You are left with all your questions unanswered and more doubts than certainty. Who IS this Elf? Where has he come from? Why does he hide in the shadows? He does not seem to be a threat? Is he dangerous or a friend? Or will my own actions determine the answer to those questions?

Those that know him and respect him find him loyal and fun. If you can catch him quickly before he disappears back into the shadows he loves to dance and have fun.

However those that bring disrespect and dishonour leave with nothing or worse.

WHO Lists:

12/??/1996  :  Elf [ Ma: 9 Th:10 Ra:15 ] Laujar thinks Death dances well enough [Veladorn]

Character History:

Passing through incarnation after incarnation ... now returned again in his 37th!!! incarnation in this world alone Laujar starts the long climb to prove his worth in a world changed by the passage of time. He aims to rebuild the House Veladorn and continues living for the loyalty of good friends and giving loyalty in return. Know this … it is your own actions that will determine how Laujar responds to you. He cares little for your beliefs, aura, or which God you follow. It is your individual actions that will determine if you become his friend or foe. He hopes that you come with respect and honour for him and his friends so he can take pleasure in returning it 3 fold. However bring disrespect and dishonour and expect to leave with nothing or worse.

The first life -: Born in another time and another world. An ancient world still in flux between the void and the bipolar world of matter and non matter of good and evil. A world where these judgements were still forming. Anything was possible and all it took was imagination for it to form. Much of the memories and even the names of places and people are lost through life upon life in an endless cycle but that curse will be spoken of later. What Laujar can remember as an Elven child was living in the forest and playing with the wild animals. The jaguar and wolves. He grew older and found love with one of his childhood friends. They had plans to build a treehouse of their own and hunt and fish. They started a family with two young girls. But the gods, two brothers, where in turmoil. They mostly ignored the mortals and instead enjoyed great games of power and struggle between themselves. They called themselves good or evil but they were just names. They were both merciless and uncaring.

The great suffering -: One day Laujar returned home to find the whole forest, their home, the animals … all destroyed. His love barely alive. Spoke her last breaths of the gods games. Of how they had taken their daughters with one threatening to rift the children solely as sport and to taunt the other who was feigning to care. Laujar gathered all the elves and animals in a hopeless assault on the gods homes to try to rescue his children. In a world where imagination could still create anything he had nothing left to lose. The gods were intrigued. What was it that would drive these mortals to thrash their lives so hopelessly against the gods will. Perhaps in their arrogance they accepted a duel. Hand to hand combat in forms fashioned to that of the Elves. While they would not risk their immortality they took on forms of similar statue to the Elves of the forest. However realising that the game would be won so short against this frail mortal who only had a single fleeting life they cursed Laujar that he would live thousands of lives to be reborn and never die. And so the duel began. The gods had underestimated the passion and wrath they had created with their indifference. Laujar crashed against them both like a force they had never imagined. They soon started to realise they where lost. Their pride and arrogance betrayed them. They had never been hurt before and it came as a shock for them. They looked to each other in despair. Rather than suffer this loss they risked the transformation back into their immortal forms mid fight. It was a disaster. Laujar struck a final deadly blow at the critical time and the gods lost their grasp on their partly formed world and were sucked back into the void.

Suffering transforms -: At first this seemed like a victory to the mortals. A great cheer went up. But in one last grasp on the world they where creating the gods grabbed for their homes and dragged them into the void with them. Laujar's children where lost. The rejoicing transformed into lamentation and Laujar withdrew into a numb daze. To make matters worse soon the half done world started to weather and crumble around them. The elves all started to blame Laujar. He was forced to roam the forests. Unwelcome in the settlements. He tried to end his own suffering and found he could not die. His mortal body may be broken but he would be born again. Most of the knowledge and skills lost but a constant and unkillable thread that never allowed him to escape his past suffering. He traveled for millennia searching for an escape. Crossed into other worlds. Still no escape. He found the undead, the lost souls, the vampires in a last resort. But still their ancient magic could not undo the curse the gods had bestowed upon him. Some of his friends, the forest cats and wolves, stood by him and brought him back from the brink of despair. They taught him the wisdom of nature. That all there is is suffering and as soon as one accepts it then not not only does the suffering seem to diminish but it transforms into a stillness, a concentration, and understanding that there is in fact no difference between suffering and pleasure, there is no good and evil. Underneath all is the constant and everlasting … it. That which is. In constant flux, transforming from one state to the next but never passing. While his love, his children, his world had seemed to pass away what had actually occurred was nothing more and nothing less than a transformation. Suffering was like good and evil just a label applied to it. Opportunity would be equally applicable. Out of a world where imagination could create anything, all was lost but wisdom was born.

New lives in fertile fields -: But Laujar still had his mortal form to care for. Through many incarnation he continued his journey across great oceans and forest. Living with the wild beasts, apart from all Elves and other races. Until one day in the younger years of a new incarnation he came to a peaceful glade in the forests. A quiet elf was their and spoke softly to Laujar. Laujar never learned his name. He guided Laujar to the trees of Loth-Llorien and the portal to the guild hall. At first is was very uncomfortable for Laujar having spent unknowable time alone in the forests with his animal friends. Wendell helped Laujar through the guild refugee program to find a home in Loth-Llorien. In a world of equipment and attachment Laujar found it hard to adjust and passed through several more brief incarnations. He met and spoke with some of the gods of this world and while he found them to be completely different to the world he had suffered in he could never fully trust any God again. He believes that they are, like him and all others, full of imperfections however they simply had more power to force their will. For these reasons he could never join a following. In one of his earlier incarnation in this world while wandering alone in the woods he made friends with Talen and Marisa. The half-elf outcast whom he could relate to and his charming bride to be. Both became great and loyal friends. They introduced him to the House Veladorn and he was finally able to start to settle in to a family of loyal friends who supported each other to be their best. Great adventures with great people in a time of exploration and world firsts. A little hamstrung by primordial interference (really really bad internet from Australia and subsequently lag like you would not believe hahaha) he joined many a great battle or special occasion often despite his not so grand statue of the time. However again the call of the forest came to him and he spent many long years travelling alone. Passing through incarnation after incarnation ... now returned again in his 37th!!! incarnation in this world alone still with the underlying tread of suffering, despair, and hope he starts the long climb to prove his worth in a world changed by the passage of time. He aims to rebuild the House Veladorn and continues living for the loyalty of good friends and giving loyalty in return. Know this … it is your own actions that will determine how Laujar responds to you. He cares little for your beliefs, aura, or which God you follow. It is your individual actions that will determine if you become his friend or foe. He hopes that you come with respect and honour for him and his friends so he can take pleasure in returning it 3 fold. However bring disrespect and dishonour and expect to leave with nothing or worse.

Trivia:

• Laujar was a member of Veladorn
• Laujar was present at The Wedding of Syla & Pyros and when Marisa and Talen Wed.
• Laujar appears in Kaern's log of Sparring, Old Skool Style
• Laujar was thanked by Tynian in the Version 3 Launch Thank You Notes.