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Copper Elven Vampire
Master of Realmslore
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 Posted - 13 Sep 2019 : 09:03:31
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Sess'innek thrust his spear at Erevan, but the blow was weak as he had no idea where Erevan truly was. He ended up striking Glamaurag of the Fomorian gods. This elicited a hateful parody of what the Anti-Seldarine hoped to achieve. None of the evil gods or goddesses could find the Trickster of the elves.
Out of the shadows pounced Erevan... twin swords blazing and dealing chaos among his enemies. The Troglodyte god was left humiliated as the Orc goddess Granith was left bleeding in mortal suffering during the war.
Erevan cast a mighty spell that turned the Kobold god into a rabbit, and devoured his followers in a flourish of chaotic randomness.
To his immediate left he seen Corellon fighting Grummsh one eye, and Shar at the same time. While dealing amazing, deific swordplay to Grummsh, Erevan understood that Shar was playing her role in the future of the elves. The Queen of Air and Darkness rose up from the battlefield and smote Corellon Larethian with a withering spell. Before Sehanine or Solonor could interrupt the battle, Erevan sped up to the face of Loth and laughed at her fall. The demon Queen would never forget this injustice.
Shevaresh himself appeared and battled against Loth only to lose his dignity over his hate for her. She was a greater goddess, and he knew he could never win against her. Erevan stepped in at that moment and skewered the queen of the demonweb pits through her chest in a chaotic spray of magic and power.
Malar, the great beast, came to her aid, but far too late. The battle for Arvandor was almost over. The Lords of the Seelie Court destroyed all remaining inhuman avatars of the anti-seldarine. Malar looked to Erevan Ilesere.... Erevan blew him a kiss. The beastial god errupted in a frenzy of deific rage. Malar transformed into a great legendary Werewolf and attacked Erevan with all his godly power.
It just so happened that there were 100 Erevan's, and every one he destroyed was just a illusion of the Trickster elven god he hated. The 9 hells to Corellon... let Loth have him. Erevan Ilesere is dead tonight and by my hand alone.
Just then Erevan heard a audible sickly pop and out of a green gate came the Red-Cap Lord of Winter-Gate to stab and thrust and cast spells at Erevan.
Besieged on one side by Malar, the hunter, and the other side by Lord Winter-Gate of the Anti-Seldarine. Erevan Ilesere ducked and spun and pivoted and leaped and dashed and worked his twin swords in a manner both confusing and irregular to the enemies he now faced.
At that moment a shrill cacophony of fey horns erupted behind Erevan as a hoard of armored Pixies and Dryads and Nymphs came forth from the open gate of Faerie and descended upon Malar and Lord Winter-Gate.
Erevan fought with ferocity and guile as the host of Fey lords and ladies came to his call. Oberon himself came clear of the portal and smote Lord Winter-Gate to the ground in melee combat.
Malar separated into 4 horrific creatures. All 4 born of evil and chaos. One was the Legendary Werewolf warrior, another was a great Wererat sorcerer. Another was a Were-Crocodile mage, and the last was a Were-Tiger fighter. They spread out among the tall trees of Arvandor and focused on Erevan alone.
Corellon Larethian was hard pressed, fighting Grummsh, Loth and Shar all at once at the gates of elven home in Arvandor. Erevan had no time to spare and no choices to make. The death of his Patron and the end of the Seldarine, or the death of his Patron and the ending cause for Titianna and Oberon.
Grummsh lunged forward with a heavy blow, meant to decapitate Corellon. But the elven god of war and magic slipped to the side and dodged his blow as Erevan revealed his true self across the battlefield.
"Ummm... How many humanoid deities do I need to eliminate before you leave Arvandor" quipped the Trickster to Loth.
Aurashnee didn't speak a word as her son and daughter came through the open gate she created.
"I am here mother. I am death," spoke Eilestriie as she held her brothers hand and destroyed the fey portal that linked Faerun to Toril. "Mother, we are come for our fathers head," said Vhauraun.
Erevan Ilesere chuckled and almost revealed himself at this new threat. "The Children of Loth? So beautiful and chaotic? he mused in his anarchic thoughts. "To die, to lose, to win, to give up every last trick to end this war."
At that very moment the Queen of Air and Darkness pounced upon Erevan.
She cast every spell she knew of blight and corruption and hate at the Trickster. She unleashed every spell she knew of death and cruelty and madness on Erevan Ilesere.
Unfortunately for her, Erevan was inside his tower in Arvandor, and the backlash itself was enough for all her dark fey and herself to be banished back to her own realm for a century.
Erevan could only laugh. He immediately left his palace of chaos to appear on the battlefield on the right side of Corellon. "All your magic and all your melee skills get us nothing, but a grudge."
"You are young by the standards of gods, and your followers will suffer." Spoke Corellon.
"You're a fool Corellon, and only in dire times will I come to your aid." said Erevan.
"I welcome the reprieve." spoke Corellon with a finality that would leave no room for argument.
"How many gods and goddesses have I slain today in the name of the Seldarine?" asked Erevan with mild shock in his voice.
"As many as it takes to defend Arvandor". spoke Corellon with majestic finality.
"My mortal worshippers are right... you're a dick!" said Erevan as he disappeared in a chaotic blinding light and left the elven realm of Arvandor for 3,000 years.
From that moment on to this day, the elves of Faerun have had a difficult time accepting the help of followers of Erevan or anyone who worships the Trickster deity.
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Edited by - Copper Elven Vampire on 13 Sep 2019 09:29:00
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The Last Days of the War with the Anti-Seldarine!
