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Asia

2017-06-06T15:39:42Z

Laujar: /* Asia's History from her webpage */

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|incarnation = I
|styled_as = The Cowdragon
|imm_rank = Demigoddess
|created = January 1996
|status = Retired
|retire_date = March 2, 2001
|race = {{Race|Minotaur}}
|hometown = [[Mithas]]
|classes = {{Class|Shaman}} {{Class|Warrior}} {{Class|Thief}}
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[[Category:PPI]]
[[Category:Flying Tigers]]
[[Category:Pain]]

== Mud Contributions: ==
The epic fight in Salias Square with Tynian...
 

== Current Description: ==

The Legend of the Minotaurs :
A Minotaur with golden horns will unite thee Minotaurs
of Mithas and Man athor.
You see before you a large Minotaur with golden horns and brown fur. She looks like an experience explorer
She is a proud member of the elite House Veladorn
Asia is in perfect health.

Asia is using:
<used as light> (Glowing) a war banner
<worn on finger> a dwarven golden ring
<worn on finger> the grim azurite ring
<worn around neck> the Amulet of True Seeing
<worn around neck> (Humming) the superb amethyst amulet
<worn on body> a suit of padded leather
<worn on head> a golden circlet
<worn on legs> a pair of black leather pants
<worn on feet> a pair of padded leather boots
<worn on hands> dwarven gloves
<worn on arms> elven vambraces
<worn about body> a rockworm hide
<worn about waist> a studded leather girth
<worn around wrist> an onyx bracelet
<worn around wrist> the plain star rose quartz bracelet
<wielded> the sword MooScaliber

== WHO Lists:==
Min [ Th:28 Wa:30 Sh:30 ] Asia Moo Princess {Tiger} (March 16, 1997)
Min [ Wa:30 Th:30 Sh:30 ] Asia is just another bored 50th {Tiger} (June 8, 1997)
Min [ Demigoddess ] Asia (June, 1999)

 

== Character History: ==
Asia was born to a poor minotaur family in the city of Mithas. She spent her early days learning the ways of the Shaman. During her adventures she meet up with '''[[Ozymandius]]''', the great Hero of Mithas, '''[[Shoya]]''' the Executioner of Ofcal and '''[[Talen]]''' the Enchanted. They were all members of the Great [[House Veladorn|House Of Veladorn]]. After adventuring with them for some years. They invited Asia to join Veladorn. Asia stay with Veladorn for quite sometime and mastered the art of the shaman and learn how to fight there under their guidance. As the years passed and members of the House slowly started retiring, the still young Asia met the Goddess '''[[Lorna]]''' and decided to join her following of warriors. Asia mastered the art of war and thievery under the wing of Lorna's '''[[Flying Tigers]]'''. Asia went on to many legendary adventures even killing the Demon King numerous times and many battles with '''[[Scar]]'''. Asia finally settled down and retired to a quiet life until the immortals granted her the chance to become immortal. 
 
Asia as a mortal was known as the Cowdragon, which was actually her last name. But her many mortal companions called her that because of her huge size. She was a gigantic heifer with dark brown fur, golden horns and grey eyes. Her biceps were bigger than two elves standing beside each other, her legs were as big as tree trunks, and her hooves were always well polished. As a immortal Asia can appear anyway she chooses but usually she appears as she did as a mortal, but sporting a big pair of furry wings. 
 
It is rumored that the power of immortality has corrupted the once peaceful Minotaur and Asia now enjoys the pain and suffering of mortals more than the average immortal. 
 
==='''Asia's History from her webpage'''===
(original source [http://personal.riverusers.com/~oliver/Asia.html Asia's Web Page])

Asia was born in Mithas about 900 years ago. She started training as a Shaman at a young age and quickly gained high ranking in the Shaman's guild in Mithas. When she completed her Shaman training she went out in the realms and searched for others to share her knowledge with and to seek her fortune. During her travels Asia became friends with members of the famed House of Veladorn. Most noteable were Ozymandius, Talen, Shoya, and [[Laujar]]. After her travels Asia was appointed high shaman of Mithas by the Emperor. Also during her travels Asia found the ancient sword Mooscalibur, the powerful ring of Neutrality and was known to always carry around ranger repellent. Asia also began training as a warrior during this time as well. Many years later when she was an accomplished warrior, '''[[Sadow]], [[Huey]]''', and her decided to take on '''[[Borlan]]'''. Borlan was known for ripping of his customers so the trio decided to straighten him out. (side note: this was a very bad idea) As it turned out Borlan straightened the trio out and massacared all of them in seconds. As the three were regrouping after the gods brought them back to life a young lad named halpo decided to destory the trio's equipment in the process sending Asia's famed blade to another realm. (This powerful artifact couldn't be destroyed so easily and Asia is now searching for it as we speak) As the years went by Asia left Veladorn and became a Tiger serving under Lorna. During these times Asia completed her studies as a warrior becoming the Captain of the Mithas Guards and began training as a thief. While training as a thief Asia meet and became friends with '''[[Myronides]]''' an elven ranger, priest, and soon to be thief, '''[[Azzark]]''' a human ranger priest, and thief, and '''[[Pendor]]''' a ranger shaman and thief, and they formed AERB, also know as Asia's elite ranger bodyguards. Asia with this elite group traveled all over and even slew the notorious killer '''[[Azra]]''', who happened to attack Asia when Aerb and her went to go buy a ship. Asia with AERB quickly attended the title of Master thief of Mithas and was proclaimed a hero of Mithas and given a statue along side of the Emperors and Ozymandius's. But Asia was not done. She then decided to go after Scar, Madman's pet demon. This was another bad idea as Scar quickly killed her and threw her limp corpse back down to the realms.(think he was still mad when me, '''[[Welverin]]''', '''[[Kaern]]''', and '''[[Foolkiller]]''' killed him, but thats another story) Asia then joined a group that had lured Scar down to the realms and helped slay him making the score Asia 2, Scar 1. Many years later a group of Tigers, along with two Aerb memebers, Myronides and Azzark, and the elven Paladin '''[[Dalaran]]''' decided they would go down to the Realm of Demons and kill the one and only Eb, king of the demons. The group went down and cleaned out that horrible realm, slaying every demon in sight till they came upon eb and his two lackies, and after some name calling and other bad words exchanged between the groups, Asia and the group slaughtered them all. Asia made a bag out of eb's corpse and presented it as a trophy to Lorna. With everything she ever wanted to do, done Asia then retired to a life of luxury in the palace of Mithas. Soon after retirement Asia was called forth by the gods. The powers of immortality quickly corrupted Asia and she was soon transformed into the Mistress of Pain and Misery. Years after Asia became the Great Mistress, a young priest of her Cult, named Sith, found a great artifact of Lord Nash. A torn piece of Parchment from his bible. Now Asia serves Lord Nash

== Trivia: ==
* Asia rather famously dueled Tynian in Salias Square. (She lost.)
* Asia purported to have never been PK'd prior to becoming Immortal. (except by Tynian).
* Asia was in the group led by Welverin to first slay Slue the Executioner.
* Asia as a mortal had a "[[Asia's Who's Who]]" shout-out on her webpage.
* Asia grouped regularly with a pack of folks she called her "AERB" : Asia's Elite Ranger Bodyguards.
* Asia had a sword named Mooscalibur. A restrung Large sword from Mithas

== Player Provided Information: ==
{{note|[[Vale]]|05/21/2011|Asia was a great player and a great FLI.}}

== Personal Timeline: ==
* April 1996: Asia joins House Veladorn. 
* May 15, 1998: Asia becomes Ambassador
* October 1998: Asia made Attendant to Khore
* January 1999: Asia is promoted to Demi Goddess of the order of Pain and Misery.
* April 20, 1999: Molo announces that Asia's following has been accepted into the Nashite faith, and names her Mistress of Pain and Misery of the Cauldron of Nashite.
* Dec 30 1999: Tynian posts a note stating that Asia (among other immortals) has been flagged as Inactive.
* January 2m 2000: UuKrul leaves the Black Conclave of Nashite and joins the Cauldron of Pain and Misery. Later that evening, he is Ordained by Asia.
* March 2000: Asia decides to 'Start Over' and wholesale slays and rejects followers as they enter the realm.
* April 2000: Tynian posts a note stating that Asia (among other immortals) has been flagged as Inactive.
* March 2, 2001: Tynian posts a note stating that Asia has been forcibly retired.

[[Category:Nashite Immortals]]
[[category:People]]
[[Category:Pain]]
[[Category:Flying Tigers]]

Laujar

2017-06-06T15:28:16Z

Laujar: /* Character History: */

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== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== 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 even less.

==WHO Lists:==
12/??/96 : Elf [ Ma: 9 Th:10 Ra:15 ] Laujar thinks Death dances well enough [Veladorn]

02/08/04 : Elf [ Ma: 5 ] Laujar Lagmaster wonders where house veladorn is?
03/20/04 : Elf [ Ra: 6 Ma: 9 ] Laujar needs bricks and mortar for house veladorn
03/29/04 : Elf [ Th: 5 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is back dancing with death .. again & again
03/31/04 : Elf [ Th: 7 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar does the Veladorn dance *Shadow Demon*
04/04/04 : Elf [ Ma:10 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is still dancing with death *acid etched*
04/23/04 : Elf [ Ma:15 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar dances round house Veladorn N@KED!!
04/30/04 : Elf [ Ra:13 Th: 9 Ma:15 ] Laujar follows his own path..opps lost again *blush*
05/13/04 : Elf [ Th:10 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is dancing with death again *veladorn*
10/18/04 : Elf [ Th:15 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is still Veladorn ;)

== Character History: ==
 
Laujar's return? -:
Passing through incarnation after incarnation in another world living in the wild searching for his lost daughters he has now returned again in his '''37th''' incarnation in this world. 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 even less.

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 ... these presumptions ... 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 ... his friend. He grew older and found love with one of his childhood companions. A fair Elven maiden. They had plans to build a treehouse of their own and hunt and fish. Life was peaceful and seemingly idyllic. They started a family and had 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 and evil but they were just names. They were both merciless and uncaring.

The great suffering -:
One day Laujar returned home from hunting 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 simply been fighting with each other and had laid waste to their home. Of how one had taken their daughters threatening to rift the children solely as sport and to taunt the other who was feigning to care. All just a pointless game to the gods. His daughters were still alive, prisoners in the gods houses. Laujar gathered all the elves and animals and with forceful words convinced them to join him 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 loose. The gods were intrigued. What was it that would drive these mortals to thrash their lives so hopelessly against the gods will. Perhaps out of arrogance, they accepted a duel with Laujar. 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 thinking that this new 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 thus perpetuate the game for their prolonged enjoyment. 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. The game would be over but they would not be the victors. Their pride and arrogance betrayed them. They had never been hurt or beaten before and the reality of it came as a shock to them. They looked to each other in despair. Rather than suffer this embarrassing they decided to break the rules and risked the transformation back into their immortal forms mid fight so they could squash this mortal. It was a disaster. Laujar struck a final deadly blow at the critical time in their transformation and the gods half mortal half immortal lost their grip on their partly formed world and were sucked back into the void.

Suffering transforms -:
At first this seemed like a victory to the mortals. To the elves, the jaguar, the wolves and A great cheer went up. But in one last grasp for the world they where creating the gods snatch for their homes and dragged them into the void with them. Laujar's children where dragged in the void with them. 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. Years passed and he tried to end his own suffering but 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 and pleaded with them as a last resort to end his mortal suffering. Hearing they had defied death but also had ended life he offered himself to them so they could try to end him once and for all. But still their ancient magic could not undo the curse the gods had inflicted upon him. While others fell to the vampires Laujar remained untouched. A little anemic but still mortal and still suffering. In a bizarre paradox he was cursed with being an eternal mortal, passing through life after life with no escape. 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. The truth that all is suffering and as soon as one accepts it then 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. Neither good nor evil. Neither pleasure nor suffering. 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 just a label applied to it, in the same way good and evil are labels and judgement applied to it. Opportunity would be an equally applicable label. Out of a world where imagination could create anything, all seemed lost but in truth 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. Visting far away places in search of any sign of his daughters. 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 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 new 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 have more power to force their will upon mortals who fear pain and death. Laujar has no fear of pain or death. Pain is just another label applied to suffering, applied to "it", that which is and ultimate death seems out of his reach. While he respects these Gods as individuals it is for these reasons he could never join one of their followings and worship.

House Veladorn, a welcome home -:
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 traveling alone. Searching for any sign of his daughters lost to the void. Passing through incarnation after incarnation ... now returned again in his 37th incarnation in this world and still with the underlying tread of suffering, despair, and hope that binds him to eternal mortal life upon life 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. Let me restate so that their can be no doubt in your minds ... 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 even less.

== Trivia: ==
* Laujar was a member of [[House Veladorn|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 is referred to in [[Kaern]]'s [[Inquiring Minds Want to Know About: Kaern!]]
* Laujar was present in [https://www.tfcmud.com/tfc/community/timeline/1993-1995/guildmaster.htm The Death of the Guildmaster] and many other great battles ... often for nothing more than moral support (ie. corpse pickerupera) for trusted friends well beyond his tender years. In this case his duties thwarted by a hungry ranger when Erond was sliced, diced and then his corpse steaked and eaten!! before Laujar could grab it.
* Laujar was thanked by [[Tynian]] in the [[Version 3 Launch Thank You Notes]].
* Laujar has lost his link....
 

== Player Provided Information: ==
 
== Personal Timeline: ==
 
== Player Information: ==

Talk:Laujar

2017-06-06T15:23:46Z

Laujar: Created page with " == Memories == His memory is failing him with all those years out in the wild ... with only his furry friends to keep him company ... and in any case even when he was here, b..."

== Memories ==
His memory is failing him with all those years out in the wild ... with only his furry friends to keep him company ... and in any case even when he was here, back then, he was also partly not here as his mind was wandering the void in search of his daughters (OOC - often link dead at the critical time ... hahaha).

So ... If you have any memories or recollections or heard any stories, tales or even lies and gossip about Laujar and his past adventures please share them here.

Laujar

2017-06-06T15:09:58Z

Laujar: /* Trivia: */

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== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== 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 even less.

==WHO Lists:==
12/??/96 : Elf [ Ma: 9 Th:10 Ra:15 ] Laujar thinks Death dances well enough [Veladorn]

02/08/04 : Elf [ Ma: 5 ] Laujar Lagmaster wonders where house veladorn is?
03/20/04 : Elf [ Ra: 6 Ma: 9 ] Laujar needs bricks and mortar for house veladorn
03/29/04 : Elf [ Th: 5 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is back dancing with death .. again & again
03/31/04 : Elf [ Th: 7 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar does the Veladorn dance *Shadow Demon*
04/04/04 : Elf [ Ma:10 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is still dancing with death *acid etched*
04/23/04 : Elf [ Ma:15 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar dances round house Veladorn N@KED!!
04/30/04 : Elf [ Ra:13 Th: 9 Ma:15 ] Laujar follows his own path..opps lost again *blush*
05/13/04 : Elf [ Th:10 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is dancing with death again *veladorn*
10/18/04 : Elf [ Th:15 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is still Veladorn ;)

== Character History: ==
 
Laujar's return? -:
Passing through incarnation after incarnation in another world living in the wild searching for his lost daughters he has now returned again in his '''37th''' incarnation in this world. 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 even less.

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 ... these presumptions ... 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 ... his friend. He grew older and found love with one of his childhood companions. A fair Elven maiden. They had plans to build a treehouse of their own and hunt and fish. Life was peaceful and seemingly idyllic. They started a family and had 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 and evil but they were just names. They were both merciless and uncaring.

The great suffering -:
One day Laujar returned home from hunting 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 simply been fighting with each other and had laid waste to their home. Of how one had taken their daughters threatening to rift the children solely as sport and to taunt the other who was feigning to care. All just a pointless game to the gods. His daughters were still alive, prisoners in the gods houses. Laujar gathered all the elves and animals and with forceful words convinced them to join him 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 loose. The gods were intrigued. What was it that would drive these mortals to thrash their lives so hopelessly against the gods will. Perhaps out of arrogance, they accepted a duel with Laujar. 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 thinking that this new 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 thus perpetuate the game for their prolonged enjoyment. 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. The game would be over but they would not be the victors. Their pride and arrogance betrayed them. They had never been hurt or beaten before and the reality of it came as a shock to them. They looked to each other in despair. Rather than suffer this embarrassing they decided to break the rules and risked the transformation back into their immortal forms mid fight so they could squash this mortal. It was a disaster. Laujar struck a final deadly blow at the critical time in their transformation and the gods half mortal half immortal lost their grip on their partly formed world and were sucked back into the void.

Suffering transforms -:
At first this seemed like a victory to the mortals. To the elves, the jaguar, the wolves and A great cheer went up. But in one last grasp for the world they where creating the gods snatch for their homes and dragged them into the void with them. Laujar's children where dragged in the void with them. 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. Years passed and he tried to end his own suffering but 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 and pleaded with them as a last resort to end his mortal suffering. Hearing they had defied death but also had ended life he offered himself to them so they could try to end him once and for all. But still their ancient magic could not undo the curse the gods had inflicted upon him. While others fell to the vampires Laujar remained untouched. A little anemic but still mortal and still suffering. In a bizarre paradox he was cursed with being an eternal mortal, passing through life after life with no escape. 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. The truth that all is suffering and as soon as one accepts it then 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. Neither good nor evil. Neither pleasure nor suffering. 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 just a label applied to it, in the same way good and evil are labels and judgement applied to it. Opportunity would be an equally applicable label. Out of a world where imagination could create anything, all seemed lost but in truth 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. Visting far away places in search of any sign of his daughters. 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 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 new 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 have more power to force their will upon mortals who fear pain and death. Laujar has no fear of pain or death. Pain is just another label applied to suffering, applied to "it", that which is and ultimate death seems out of his reach. While he respects these Gods as individuals it is for these reasons he could never join one of their followings and worship.

House Veladorn, a welcome home -:
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 traveling alone. Searching for any sign of his daughters lost to the void. Passing through incarnation after incarnation ... now returned again in his 37th incarnation in this world and still with the underlying tread of suffering, despair, and hope that binds him to eternal mortal life upon life 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. Let me restate so that their can be no doubt in you minds ... 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 even less.

== Trivia: ==
* Laujar was a member of [[House Veladorn|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 is referred to in [[Kaern]]'s [[Inquiring Minds Want to Know About: Kaern!]]
* Laujar was present in [https://www.tfcmud.com/tfc/community/timeline/1993-1995/guildmaster.htm The Death of the Guildmaster] and many other great battles ... often for nothing more than moral support (ie. corpse pickerupera) for trusted friends well beyond his tender years. In this case his duties thwarted by a hungry ranger when Erond was sliced, diced and then his corpse steaked and eaten!! before Laujar could grab it.
* Laujar was thanked by [[Tynian]] in the [[Version 3 Launch Thank You Notes]].
* Laujar has lost his link....
 

== Player Provided Information: ==
 
== Personal Timeline: ==
 
== Player Information: ==

Laujar

2017-06-06T15:08:57Z

Laujar: /* Trivia: */

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== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== 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 even less.

==WHO Lists:==
12/??/96 : Elf [ Ma: 9 Th:10 Ra:15 ] Laujar thinks Death dances well enough [Veladorn]

02/08/04 : Elf [ Ma: 5 ] Laujar Lagmaster wonders where house veladorn is?
03/20/04 : Elf [ Ra: 6 Ma: 9 ] Laujar needs bricks and mortar for house veladorn
03/29/04 : Elf [ Th: 5 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is back dancing with death .. again & again
03/31/04 : Elf [ Th: 7 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar does the Veladorn dance *Shadow Demon*
04/04/04 : Elf [ Ma:10 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is still dancing with death *acid etched*
04/23/04 : Elf [ Ma:15 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar dances round house Veladorn N@KED!!
04/30/04 : Elf [ Ra:13 Th: 9 Ma:15 ] Laujar follows his own path..opps lost again *blush*
05/13/04 : Elf [ Th:10 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is dancing with death again *veladorn*
10/18/04 : Elf [ Th:15 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is still Veladorn ;)

== Character History: ==
 
Laujar's return? -:
Passing through incarnation after incarnation in another world living in the wild searching for his lost daughters he has now returned again in his '''37th''' incarnation in this world. 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 even less.

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 ... these presumptions ... 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 ... his friend. He grew older and found love with one of his childhood companions. A fair Elven maiden. They had plans to build a treehouse of their own and hunt and fish. Life was peaceful and seemingly idyllic. They started a family and had 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 and evil but they were just names. They were both merciless and uncaring.

The great suffering -:
One day Laujar returned home from hunting 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 simply been fighting with each other and had laid waste to their home. Of how one had taken their daughters threatening to rift the children solely as sport and to taunt the other who was feigning to care. All just a pointless game to the gods. His daughters were still alive, prisoners in the gods houses. Laujar gathered all the elves and animals and with forceful words convinced them to join him 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 loose. The gods were intrigued. What was it that would drive these mortals to thrash their lives so hopelessly against the gods will. Perhaps out of arrogance, they accepted a duel with Laujar. 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 thinking that this new 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 thus perpetuate the game for their prolonged enjoyment. 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. The game would be over but they would not be the victors. Their pride and arrogance betrayed them. They had never been hurt or beaten before and the reality of it came as a shock to them. They looked to each other in despair. Rather than suffer this embarrassing they decided to break the rules and risked the transformation back into their immortal forms mid fight so they could squash this mortal. It was a disaster. Laujar struck a final deadly blow at the critical time in their transformation and the gods half mortal half immortal lost their grip on their partly formed world and were sucked back into the void.

Suffering transforms -:
At first this seemed like a victory to the mortals. To the elves, the jaguar, the wolves and A great cheer went up. But in one last grasp for the world they where creating the gods snatch for their homes and dragged them into the void with them. Laujar's children where dragged in the void with them. 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. Years passed and he tried to end his own suffering but 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 and pleaded with them as a last resort to end his mortal suffering. Hearing they had defied death but also had ended life he offered himself to them so they could try to end him once and for all. But still their ancient magic could not undo the curse the gods had inflicted upon him. While others fell to the vampires Laujar remained untouched. A little anemic but still mortal and still suffering. In a bizarre paradox he was cursed with being an eternal mortal, passing through life after life with no escape. 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. The truth that all is suffering and as soon as one accepts it then 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. Neither good nor evil. Neither pleasure nor suffering. 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 just a label applied to it, in the same way good and evil are labels and judgement applied to it. Opportunity would be an equally applicable label. Out of a world where imagination could create anything, all seemed lost but in truth 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. Visting far away places in search of any sign of his daughters. 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 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 new 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 have more power to force their will upon mortals who fear pain and death. Laujar has no fear of pain or death. Pain is just another label applied to suffering, applied to "it", that which is and ultimate death seems out of his reach. While he respects these Gods as individuals it is for these reasons he could never join one of their followings and worship.

House Veladorn, a welcome home -:
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 traveling alone. Searching for any sign of his daughters lost to the void. Passing through incarnation after incarnation ... now returned again in his 37th incarnation in this world and still with the underlying tread of suffering, despair, and hope that binds him to eternal mortal life upon life 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. Let me restate so that their can be no doubt in you minds ... 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 even less.

== Trivia: ==
* Laujar was a member of [[House Veladorn|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 is referred to in [[Kaern]]'s [[Inquiring Minds Want to Know About: Kaern!]]
* Laujar was present in [https://www.tfcmud.com/tfc/community/timeline/1993-1995/guildmaster.htm The Death of the Guildmaster] and many other great battles ... often for nothing more than moral support (ie. corpse pickerupera) for trusted friends well beyond his tender years. In this case his duties thwarted by a hungry Ranger when Erond was sliced, diced and then his corpse steaked and eaten!! before Laujar could grab it.
* Laujar was thanked by [[Tynian]] in the [[Version 3 Launch Thank You Notes]].
* Laujar has lost his link....
 

== Player Provided Information: ==
 
== Personal Timeline: ==
 
== Player Information: ==

Laujar

2017-06-06T12:09:43Z

Laujar: /* Trivia: */

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|partner =
|parents =
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|following =
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}}

== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== 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 even less.

==WHO Lists:==
12/??/96 : Elf [ Ma: 9 Th:10 Ra:15 ] Laujar thinks Death dances well enough [Veladorn]

02/08/04 : Elf [ Ma: 5 ] Laujar Lagmaster wonders where house veladorn is?
03/20/04 : Elf [ Ra: 6 Ma: 9 ] Laujar needs bricks and mortar for house veladorn
03/29/04 : Elf [ Th: 5 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is back dancing with death .. again & again
03/31/04 : Elf [ Th: 7 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar does the Veladorn dance *Shadow Demon*
04/04/04 : Elf [ Ma:10 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is still dancing with death *acid etched*
04/23/04 : Elf [ Ma:15 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar dances round house Veladorn N@KED!!
04/30/04 : Elf [ Ra:13 Th: 9 Ma:15 ] Laujar follows his own path..opps lost again *blush*
05/13/04 : Elf [ Th:10 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is dancing with death again *veladorn*
10/18/04 : Elf [ Th:15 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is still Veladorn ;)

== Character History: ==
 
Laujar's return? -:
Passing through incarnation after incarnation in another world living in the wild searching for his lost daughters he has now returned again in his '''37th''' incarnation in this world. 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 even less.

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 ... these presumptions ... 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 ... his friend. He grew older and found love with one of his childhood companions. A fair Elven maiden. They had plans to build a treehouse of their own and hunt and fish. Life was peaceful and seemingly idyllic. They started a family and had 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 and evil but they were just names. They were both merciless and uncaring.

The great suffering -:
One day Laujar returned home from hunting 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 simply been fighting with each other and had laid waste to their home. Of how one had taken their daughters threatening to rift the children solely as sport and to taunt the other who was feigning to care. All just a pointless game to the gods. His daughters were still alive, prisoners in the gods houses. Laujar gathered all the elves and animals and with forceful words convinced them to join him 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 loose. The gods were intrigued. What was it that would drive these mortals to thrash their lives so hopelessly against the gods will. Perhaps out of arrogance, they accepted a duel with Laujar. 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 thinking that this new 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 thus perpetuate the game for their prolonged enjoyment. 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. The game would be over but they would not be the victors. Their pride and arrogance betrayed them. They had never been hurt or beaten before and the reality of it came as a shock to them. They looked to each other in despair. Rather than suffer this embarrassing they decided to break the rules and risked the transformation back into their immortal forms mid fight so they could squash this mortal. It was a disaster. Laujar struck a final deadly blow at the critical time in their transformation and the gods half mortal half immortal lost their grip on their partly formed world and were sucked back into the void.

Suffering transforms -:
At first this seemed like a victory to the mortals. To the elves, the jaguar, the wolves and A great cheer went up. But in one last grasp for the world they where creating the gods snatch for their homes and dragged them into the void with them. Laujar's children where dragged in the void with them. 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. Years passed and he tried to end his own suffering but 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 and pleaded with them as a last resort to end his mortal suffering. Hearing they had defied death but also had ended life he offered himself to them so they could try to end him once and for all. But still their ancient magic could not undo the curse the gods had inflicted upon him. While others fell to the vampires Laujar remained untouched. A little anemic but still mortal and still suffering. In a bizarre paradox he was cursed with being an eternal mortal, passing through life after life with no escape. 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. The truth that all is suffering and as soon as one accepts it then 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. Neither good nor evil. Neither pleasure nor suffering. 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 just a label applied to it, in the same way good and evil are labels and judgement applied to it. Opportunity would be an equally applicable label. Out of a world where imagination could create anything, all seemed lost but in truth 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. Visting far away places in search of any sign of his daughters. 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 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 new 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 have more power to force their will upon mortals who fear pain and death. Laujar has no fear of pain or death. Pain is just another label applied to suffering, applied to "it", that which is and ultimate death seems out of his reach. While he respects these Gods as individuals it is for these reasons he could never join one of their followings and worship.

House Veladorn, a welcome home -:
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 traveling alone. Searching for any sign of his daughters lost to the void. Passing through incarnation after incarnation ... now returned again in his 37th incarnation in this world and still with the underlying tread of suffering, despair, and hope that binds him to eternal mortal life upon life 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. Let me restate so that their can be no doubt in you minds ... 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 even less.

== Trivia: ==
* Laujar was a member of [[House Veladorn|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 is referred to in [[Kaern]]'s log of [[Inquiring Minds Want to Know About: Kaern!]]
* Laujar is present in [https://www.tfcmud.com/tfc/community/timeline/1993-1995/guildmaster.htm The Death of the Guildmaster] and many other great battles often for nothing more than moral support (ie. corpse pickerupera) for trusted friends well beyond his tender years.
* Laujar was thanked by [[Tynian]] in the [[Version 3 Launch Thank You Notes]].
* Laujar has lost his link....
 

== Player Provided Information: ==
 
== Personal Timeline: ==
 
== Player Information: ==

Laujar

2017-06-06T12:02:09Z

Laujar: /* Trivia: */

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|styled_as =
|imm_rank =
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|status = Active
|retire_date =
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|hometown =
|classes = [[Ranger]]
|last_seen =
|followed =
|spouse =
|partner =
|parents =
|children =
|relatives =
|areas_written =
|immorted_on =
|following =
|portfolio =
}}

== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== 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 even less.

==WHO Lists:==
12/??/96 : Elf [ Ma: 9 Th:10 Ra:15 ] Laujar thinks Death dances well enough [Veladorn]

02/08/04 : Elf [ Ma: 5 ] Laujar Lagmaster wonders where house veladorn is?
03/20/04 : Elf [ Ra: 6 Ma: 9 ] Laujar needs bricks and mortar for house veladorn
03/29/04 : Elf [ Th: 5 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is back dancing with death .. again & again
03/31/04 : Elf [ Th: 7 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar does the Veladorn dance *Shadow Demon*
04/04/04 : Elf [ Ma:10 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is still dancing with death *acid etched*
04/23/04 : Elf [ Ma:15 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar dances round house Veladorn N@KED!!
04/30/04 : Elf [ Ra:13 Th: 9 Ma:15 ] Laujar follows his own path..opps lost again *blush*
05/13/04 : Elf [ Th:10 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is dancing with death again *veladorn*
10/18/04 : Elf [ Th:15 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is still Veladorn ;)

== Character History: ==
 
Laujar's return? -:
Passing through incarnation after incarnation in another world living in the wild searching for his lost daughters he has now returned again in his '''37th''' incarnation in this world. 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 even less.

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 ... these presumptions ... 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 ... his friend. He grew older and found love with one of his childhood companions. A fair Elven maiden. They had plans to build a treehouse of their own and hunt and fish. Life was peaceful and seemingly idyllic. They started a family and had 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 and evil but they were just names. They were both merciless and uncaring.

The great suffering -:
One day Laujar returned home from hunting 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 simply been fighting with each other and had laid waste to their home. Of how one had taken their daughters threatening to rift the children solely as sport and to taunt the other who was feigning to care. All just a pointless game to the gods. His daughters were still alive, prisoners in the gods houses. Laujar gathered all the elves and animals and with forceful words convinced them to join him 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 loose. The gods were intrigued. What was it that would drive these mortals to thrash their lives so hopelessly against the gods will. Perhaps out of arrogance, they accepted a duel with Laujar. 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 thinking that this new 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 thus perpetuate the game for their prolonged enjoyment. 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. The game would be over but they would not be the victors. Their pride and arrogance betrayed them. They had never been hurt or beaten before and the reality of it came as a shock to them. They looked to each other in despair. Rather than suffer this embarrassing they decided to break the rules and risked the transformation back into their immortal forms mid fight so they could squash this mortal. It was a disaster. Laujar struck a final deadly blow at the critical time in their transformation and the gods half mortal half immortal lost their grip on their partly formed world and were sucked back into the void.

Suffering transforms -:
At first this seemed like a victory to the mortals. To the elves, the jaguar, the wolves and A great cheer went up. But in one last grasp for the world they where creating the gods snatch for their homes and dragged them into the void with them. Laujar's children where dragged in the void with them. 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. Years passed and he tried to end his own suffering but 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 and pleaded with them as a last resort to end his mortal suffering. Hearing they had defied death but also had ended life he offered himself to them so they could try to end him once and for all. But still their ancient magic could not undo the curse the gods had inflicted upon him. While others fell to the vampires Laujar remained untouched. A little anemic but still mortal and still suffering. In a bizarre paradox he was cursed with being an eternal mortal, passing through life after life with no escape. 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. The truth that all is suffering and as soon as one accepts it then 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. Neither good nor evil. Neither pleasure nor suffering. 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 just a label applied to it, in the same way good and evil are labels and judgement applied to it. Opportunity would be an equally applicable label. Out of a world where imagination could create anything, all seemed lost but in truth 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. Visting far away places in search of any sign of his daughters. 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 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 new 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 have more power to force their will upon mortals who fear pain and death. Laujar has no fear of pain or death. Pain is just another label applied to suffering, applied to "it", that which is and ultimate death seems out of his reach. While he respects these Gods as individuals it is for these reasons he could never join one of their followings and worship.

House Veladorn, a welcome home -:
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 traveling alone. Searching for any sign of his daughters lost to the void. Passing through incarnation after incarnation ... now returned again in his 37th incarnation in this world and still with the underlying tread of suffering, despair, and hope that binds him to eternal mortal life upon life 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. Let me restate so that their can be no doubt in you minds ... 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 even less.

== Trivia: ==
* Laujar was a member of [[House Veladorn|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 is referred to in [[Kaern]]'s log of [[Inquiring Minds Want to Know About: Kaern!]]
* Laujar is present in [https://www.tfcmud.com/tfc/community/timeline/1993-1995/guildmaster.htm The Death of the Guildmaster] and many other great battles often for nothing more than moral support (ie. corpse pickerupera) for trusted friends well beyond his tender years.
* Laujar was thanked by [[Tynian]] in the [[Version 3 Launch Thank You Notes]].
 

== Player Provided Information: ==
 
== Personal Timeline: ==
 
== Player Information: ==

Laujar

2017-06-06T11:56:01Z

Laujar: /* Current Description: */

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== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== 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 even less.

==WHO Lists:==
12/??/96 : Elf [ Ma: 9 Th:10 Ra:15 ] Laujar thinks Death dances well enough [Veladorn]

02/08/04 : Elf [ Ma: 5 ] Laujar Lagmaster wonders where house veladorn is?
03/20/04 : Elf [ Ra: 6 Ma: 9 ] Laujar needs bricks and mortar for house veladorn
03/29/04 : Elf [ Th: 5 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is back dancing with death .. again & again
03/31/04 : Elf [ Th: 7 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar does the Veladorn dance *Shadow Demon*
04/04/04 : Elf [ Ma:10 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is still dancing with death *acid etched*
04/23/04 : Elf [ Ma:15 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar dances round house Veladorn N@KED!!
04/30/04 : Elf [ Ra:13 Th: 9 Ma:15 ] Laujar follows his own path..opps lost again *blush*
05/13/04 : Elf [ Th:10 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is dancing with death again *veladorn*
10/18/04 : Elf [ Th:15 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is still Veladorn ;)

== Character History: ==
 
Laujar's return? -:
Passing through incarnation after incarnation in another world living in the wild searching for his lost daughters he has now returned again in his '''37th''' incarnation in this world. 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 even less.

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 ... these presumptions ... 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 ... his friend. He grew older and found love with one of his childhood companions. A fair Elven maiden. They had plans to build a treehouse of their own and hunt and fish. Life was peaceful and seemingly idyllic. They started a family and had 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 and evil but they were just names. They were both merciless and uncaring.

The great suffering -:
One day Laujar returned home from hunting 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 simply been fighting with each other and had laid waste to their home. Of how one had taken their daughters threatening to rift the children solely as sport and to taunt the other who was feigning to care. All just a pointless game to the gods. His daughters were still alive, prisoners in the gods houses. Laujar gathered all the elves and animals and with forceful words convinced them to join him 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 loose. The gods were intrigued. What was it that would drive these mortals to thrash their lives so hopelessly against the gods will. Perhaps out of arrogance, they accepted a duel with Laujar. 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 thinking that this new 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 thus perpetuate the game for their prolonged enjoyment. 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. The game would be over but they would not be the victors. Their pride and arrogance betrayed them. They had never been hurt or beaten before and the reality of it came as a shock to them. They looked to each other in despair. Rather than suffer this embarrassing they decided to break the rules and risked the transformation back into their immortal forms mid fight so they could squash this mortal. It was a disaster. Laujar struck a final deadly blow at the critical time in their transformation and the gods half mortal half immortal lost their grip on their partly formed world and were sucked back into the void.

Suffering transforms -:
At first this seemed like a victory to the mortals. To the elves, the jaguar, the wolves and A great cheer went up. But in one last grasp for the world they where creating the gods snatch for their homes and dragged them into the void with them. Laujar's children where dragged in the void with them. 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. Years passed and he tried to end his own suffering but 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 and pleaded with them as a last resort to end his mortal suffering. Hearing they had defied death but also had ended life he offered himself to them so they could try to end him once and for all. But still their ancient magic could not undo the curse the gods had inflicted upon him. While others fell to the vampires Laujar remained untouched. A little anemic but still mortal and still suffering. In a bizarre paradox he was cursed with being an eternal mortal, passing through life after life with no escape. 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. The truth that all is suffering and as soon as one accepts it then 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. Neither good nor evil. Neither pleasure nor suffering. 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 just a label applied to it, in the same way good and evil are labels and judgement applied to it. Opportunity would be an equally applicable label. Out of a world where imagination could create anything, all seemed lost but in truth 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. Visting far away places in search of any sign of his daughters. 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 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 new 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 have more power to force their will upon mortals who fear pain and death. Laujar has no fear of pain or death. Pain is just another label applied to suffering, applied to "it", that which is and ultimate death seems out of his reach. While he respects these Gods as individuals it is for these reasons he could never join one of their followings and worship.

House Veladorn, a welcome home -:
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 traveling alone. Searching for any sign of his daughters lost to the void. Passing through incarnation after incarnation ... now returned again in his 37th incarnation in this world and still with the underlying tread of suffering, despair, and hope that binds him to eternal mortal life upon life 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. Let me restate so that their can be no doubt in you minds ... 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 even less.

== Trivia: ==
* Laujar was a member of [[House Veladorn|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 is referred to in [[Kaern]]'s log of [[Inquiring Minds Want to Know About: Kaern!]]
* Laujar is present in [https://www.tfcmud.com/tfc/community/timeline/1993-1995/guildmaster.htm The Death of the Guildmaster] and many other great battles often for nothing more than moral support for friends well beyond his tender years.
* Laujar was thanked by [[Tynian]] in the [[Version 3 Launch Thank You Notes]].
 

== Player Provided Information: ==
 
== Personal Timeline: ==
 
== Player Information: ==

Laujar

2017-06-06T11:52:03Z

Laujar: /* Trivia: */

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== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== 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/??/96 : Elf [ Ma: 9 Th:10 Ra:15 ] Laujar thinks Death dances well enough [Veladorn]

02/08/04 : Elf [ Ma: 5 ] Laujar Lagmaster wonders where house veladorn is?
03/20/04 : Elf [ Ra: 6 Ma: 9 ] Laujar needs bricks and mortar for house veladorn
03/29/04 : Elf [ Th: 5 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is back dancing with death .. again & again
03/31/04 : Elf [ Th: 7 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar does the Veladorn dance *Shadow Demon*
04/04/04 : Elf [ Ma:10 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is still dancing with death *acid etched*
04/23/04 : Elf [ Ma:15 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar dances round house Veladorn N@KED!!
04/30/04 : Elf [ Ra:13 Th: 9 Ma:15 ] Laujar follows his own path..opps lost again *blush*
05/13/04 : Elf [ Th:10 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is dancing with death again *veladorn*
10/18/04 : Elf [ Th:15 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is still Veladorn ;)

== Character History: ==
 
Laujar's return? -:
Passing through incarnation after incarnation in another world living in the wild searching for his lost daughters he has now returned again in his '''37th''' incarnation in this world. 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 even less.

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 ... these presumptions ... 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 ... his friend. He grew older and found love with one of his childhood companions. A fair Elven maiden. They had plans to build a treehouse of their own and hunt and fish. Life was peaceful and seemingly idyllic. They started a family and had 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 and evil but they were just names. They were both merciless and uncaring.

The great suffering -:
One day Laujar returned home from hunting 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 simply been fighting with each other and had laid waste to their home. Of how one had taken their daughters threatening to rift the children solely as sport and to taunt the other who was feigning to care. All just a pointless game to the gods. His daughters were still alive, prisoners in the gods houses. Laujar gathered all the elves and animals and with forceful words convinced them to join him 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 loose. The gods were intrigued. What was it that would drive these mortals to thrash their lives so hopelessly against the gods will. Perhaps out of arrogance, they accepted a duel with Laujar. 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 thinking that this new 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 thus perpetuate the game for their prolonged enjoyment. 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. The game would be over but they would not be the victors. Their pride and arrogance betrayed them. They had never been hurt or beaten before and the reality of it came as a shock to them. They looked to each other in despair. Rather than suffer this embarrassing they decided to break the rules and risked the transformation back into their immortal forms mid fight so they could squash this mortal. It was a disaster. Laujar struck a final deadly blow at the critical time in their transformation and the gods half mortal half immortal lost their grip on their partly formed world and were sucked back into the void.

Suffering transforms -:
At first this seemed like a victory to the mortals. To the elves, the jaguar, the wolves and A great cheer went up. But in one last grasp for the world they where creating the gods snatch for their homes and dragged them into the void with them. Laujar's children where dragged in the void with them. 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. Years passed and he tried to end his own suffering but 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 and pleaded with them as a last resort to end his mortal suffering. Hearing they had defied death but also had ended life he offered himself to them so they could try to end him once and for all. But still their ancient magic could not undo the curse the gods had inflicted upon him. While others fell to the vampires Laujar remained untouched. A little anemic but still mortal and still suffering. In a bizarre paradox he was cursed with being an eternal mortal, passing through life after life with no escape. 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. The truth that all is suffering and as soon as one accepts it then 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. Neither good nor evil. Neither pleasure nor suffering. 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 just a label applied to it, in the same way good and evil are labels and judgement applied to it. Opportunity would be an equally applicable label. Out of a world where imagination could create anything, all seemed lost but in truth 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. Visting far away places in search of any sign of his daughters. 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 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 new 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 have more power to force their will upon mortals who fear pain and death. Laujar has no fear of pain or death. Pain is just another label applied to suffering, applied to "it", that which is and ultimate death seems out of his reach. While he respects these Gods as individuals it is for these reasons he could never join one of their followings and worship.

House Veladorn, a welcome home -:
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 traveling alone. Searching for any sign of his daughters lost to the void. Passing through incarnation after incarnation ... now returned again in his 37th incarnation in this world and still with the underlying tread of suffering, despair, and hope that binds him to eternal mortal life upon life 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. Let me restate so that their can be no doubt in you minds ... 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 even less.

== Trivia: ==
* Laujar was a member of [[House Veladorn|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 is referred to in [[Kaern]]'s log of [[Inquiring Minds Want to Know About: Kaern!]]
* Laujar is present in [https://www.tfcmud.com/tfc/community/timeline/1993-1995/guildmaster.htm The Death of the Guildmaster] and many other great battles often for nothing more than moral support for friends well beyond his tender years.
* Laujar was thanked by [[Tynian]] in the [[Version 3 Launch Thank You Notes]].
 

== Player Provided Information: ==
 
== Personal Timeline: ==
 
== Player Information: ==

Laujar

2017-06-06T11:39:12Z

Laujar: /* Character History: */

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== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== 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/??/96 : Elf [ Ma: 9 Th:10 Ra:15 ] Laujar thinks Death dances well enough [Veladorn]

02/08/04 : Elf [ Ma: 5 ] Laujar Lagmaster wonders where house veladorn is?
03/20/04 : Elf [ Ra: 6 Ma: 9 ] Laujar needs bricks and mortar for house veladorn
03/29/04 : Elf [ Th: 5 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is back dancing with death .. again & again
03/31/04 : Elf [ Th: 7 Ma: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar does the Veladorn dance *Shadow Demon*
04/04/04 : Elf [ Ma:10 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar is still dancing with death *acid etched*
04/23/04 : Elf [ Ma:15 Th: 9 Ra: 9 ] Laujar dances round house Veladorn N@KED!!
04/30/04 : Elf [ Ra:13 Th: 9 Ma:15 ] Laujar follows his own path..opps lost again *blush*
05/13/04 : Elf [ Th:10 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is dancing with death again *veladorn*
10/18/04 : Elf [ Th:15 Ra:15 Ma:15 ] Laujar is still Veladorn ;)

== Character History: ==
 
Laujar's return? -:
Passing through incarnation after incarnation in another world living in the wild searching for his lost daughters he has now returned again in his '''37th''' incarnation in this world. 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 even less.

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 ... these presumptions ... 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 ... his friend. He grew older and found love with one of his childhood companions. A fair Elven maiden. They had plans to build a treehouse of their own and hunt and fish. Life was peaceful and seemingly idyllic. They started a family and had 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 and evil but they were just names. They were both merciless and uncaring.

The great suffering -:
One day Laujar returned home from hunting 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 simply been fighting with each other and had laid waste to their home. Of how one had taken their daughters threatening to rift the children solely as sport and to taunt the other who was feigning to care. All just a pointless game to the gods. His daughters were still alive, prisoners in the gods houses. Laujar gathered all the elves and animals and with forceful words convinced them to join him 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 loose. The gods were intrigued. What was it that would drive these mortals to thrash their lives so hopelessly against the gods will. Perhaps out of arrogance, they accepted a duel with Laujar. 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 thinking that this new 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 thus perpetuate the game for their prolonged enjoyment. 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. The game would be over but they would not be the victors. Their pride and arrogance betrayed them. They had never been hurt or beaten before and the reality of it came as a shock to them. They looked to each other in despair. Rather than suffer this embarrassing they decided to break the rules and risked the transformation back into their immortal forms mid fight so they could squash this mortal. It was a disaster. Laujar struck a final deadly blow at the critical time in their transformation and the gods half mortal half immortal lost their grip on their partly formed world and were sucked back into the void.

Suffering transforms -:
At first this seemed like a victory to the mortals. To the elves, the jaguar, the wolves and A great cheer went up. But in one last grasp for the world they where creating the gods snatch for their homes and dragged them into the void with them. Laujar's children where dragged in the void with them. 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. Years passed and he tried to end his own suffering but 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 and pleaded with them as a last resort to end his mortal suffering. Hearing they had defied death but also had ended life he offered himself to them so they could try to end him once and for all. But still their ancient magic could not undo the curse the gods had inflicted upon him. While others fell to the vampires Laujar remained untouched. A little anemic but still mortal and still suffering. In a bizarre paradox he was cursed with being an eternal mortal, passing through life after life with no escape. 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. The truth that all is suffering and as soon as one accepts it then 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. Neither good nor evil. Neither pleasure nor suffering. 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 just a label applied to it, in the same way good and evil are labels and judgement applied to it. Opportunity would be an equally applicable label. Out of a world where imagination could create anything, all seemed lost but in truth 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. Visting far away places in search of any sign of his daughters. 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 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 new 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 have more power to force their will upon mortals who fear pain and death. Laujar has no fear of pain or death. Pain is just another label applied to suffering, applied to "it", that which is and ultimate death seems out of his reach. While he respects these Gods as individuals it is for these reasons he could never join one of their followings and worship.

House Veladorn, a welcome home -:
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 traveling alone. Searching for any sign of his daughters lost to the void. Passing through incarnation after incarnation ... now returned again in his 37th incarnation in this world and still with the underlying tread of suffering, despair, and hope that binds him to eternal mortal life upon life 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. Let me restate so that their can be no doubt in you minds ... 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 even less.

== Trivia: ==
* Laujar was a member of [[House Veladorn|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]].
 

== Player Provided Information: ==
 
== Personal Timeline: ==
 
== Player Information: ==

Laujar

2017-06-05T08:40:00Z

Laujar: /* Current Description: */

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|partner =
|parents =
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|relatives =
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}}

== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== 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.

== 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: ==
 
== Player Provided Information: ==
 
== Personal Timeline: ==
 
== Player Information: ==

Laujar

2017-06-05T08:39:12Z

Laujar: /* Character History: */