Adair

Thanks! That's... interesting. I'll keep that in mind for future builds. Hmm... well it feels very convincing... maybe I should look into this Sidan.

Dang it, quote button won't work! @ Blufiji: Thanks Tirell! @ Andrew Spader: Thanks Drew! Way to give an in-dept critique! @ Jacob Nion: Thanks! Many on MP didn't like them as much, but I'm glad you do! @ Lord Vladivus: Thanks! @ SkaForHire: Thanks! And honestly, I have no idea. I traded for them, and thought they would look great for Ulandans... maybe an old fig from the Minifigure series?

Ok, so I finally got a Pic. And I'm sorry but I decided to change my main character, but I realized that much of the functions of my previous main character could be embodied in my secondary character. So here it is. Adira Magdeburg, as she is known by, is currently the captain of a small body of High Council militia in the Nestlands region of Eastern Kaliphlin. Magdeburg is not her real name, but the name of her foster-parents, Mitgardian merchants who lived in Berigora. When they were killed by Ulandans, before the outbreak of the civil war, she vowed revenge upon Ulandus and promptly joined the High Council army, through some bribes, and has now worked her way up to the position of captain by means of some connections of her foster-father's.

http://www.eurobrick...36#entry2165734 Adira, Captain of the High Council, defends a pass against Ulandian troops. This is also my character intro. If I win, I choose E8 as the next Warzone.

Ok, so this is my character Intro, as well as the G15 Nestlands challenge. EDIT: I'm sorry I forgot to add which faction I am for in the Title! I'm for the High Council. Since this is my character Intro I will tell you just one thing about myself. I got to the semi-finals in the Middle Earth MOC Olympics on Mocpages. Now, on to the story! And I would ask you to read the story, if only to get a basic grasp of who my character is. The writing won't be quite as good, seeing as this scene is mostly action, but if you would bear with me... A small breath of air passed over Adira's face, and she almost felt ten degrees cooler. This stifling jungle atmosphere was going to suffocate her sometime soon, or maybe just drive her to defy her orders and bring her squadron down south toward the open, mountainous land around the Kaliphlin city of Berigora, her home. Or maybe should would just try and drown in the stream just off of the path to her left. But only after she had whipped the snot out of the remains of those totalitarian, greedy, sea-faring brigands called the Sea People. The very thought of such a victory is what had given her the endurance she needed to keep her on her feet, or on the path, for the extent of the few weeks she had been stationed here along with her squadron, by the High Council. Mission: help the natives overthrow these Ulandan invaders, by any means possible. Motive: revenge. “Captain Magdeburg, they approach.” Adira turned to see her lieutenant, a tall, masked man, barely older then her, with tousled black hair and wearing his usual sour expression. Lieutenant Sirhan was an able, if disagreeable, soldier. His knowledge of Guerrilla tactics was why he had been chosen, though personally Adira would have preferred a slightly less subversive individual. Moving back under the cover of a road-side tree, and out of sight of the road, Adira's hand moved to the curved short-sword she carried, a fine blade of Avalonian steel, though that was not why she carried it. If all went well, she wouldn't have to do much fighting, being only a diversion. “What are their numbers?” Lieutenant Sirhan allowed a cruel smile. “What does it matter? On this path, trapped between the rocks and the stream, they won't stand a chance against our archers and Guerillas.” Adira suppressed a frustrated sigh. “I am well aware of the effectiveness of your plan, what I want is the number.” Sirhan immediately soured but gave in, if grudgingly. “Approximately ten score. If we allow them through this pass then our camp won't have a chance.” Adira was about to make a cutting reply when one of her lower lieutenants appeared out of the under-brush behind Sirhan. “Captain, they are within a hundred yards.” Adira nodded and hastily removed a black hood from where it had been hanging on her belt. Of the thinnest material possible, naturally. Drawing her blade, she stepped out onto the path, right in front of a line of Ulandan infantry stretching out past her range of view. Their leader sat upon a huge white wolf. Following him was one of those strange cat creatures Ulandus had enslaved. Maybe a possible ally? The leader halted and raised his hand. Slowly the whole column ground to a halt, and there was silence along the gorge except for the occasional clink of armor and weapons and the gurgling of the stream. The commander studied her from his vantage point on the back of the wolf, who sniffed at her menacingly. For a few seconds both remained motionless, as if in a silent battle of wills. Then Adira raised her weapon, the signal. Immediately a hail of arrows and lances flew from the lip of the gorge followed by more then a few large boulders. Together these missiles plummeted down on the surprised soldiers below, killing many and, in the case of the boulders, plowing whole squads of the edge of the path. Chaos ensued. Sirhan leaped up onto a boulder overlooking the Commander and his growling steed, slicing at the commander's neck with his long, thin blade. The man reacted quickly, drawing his thick, curved blade and bringing it up just in time to block the incoming blow. Behind them, an orc leaped out from behind another boulder and cut down a stunned soldier, and engaging the one next to him. Adira charged forward toward the Commander, hoping to kill him while he was engaged with Sirhan. His mount sow her and turned toward her, temporarily pausing the frenzied duel above. Adira didn't slow her pace and brought her blade down with all her might on the wolf's head. It just bounced right off, leaving her surprised and off balance. The wolf charged, right toward Adira's neck. She fell backward and desperately thrust upward her blade upward, toward the snapping jaws. Her blade missed, moving underneath, and she felt it slide easily through the matted fur of the animal's neck. The jaws stopped a mere few inches from her neck, and the creature made a gurgling sound in it's throat. Saliva dribbled down onto her neck, but she dared not move. Finally, with a fiendish shriek, the wolf fell sideways and off the path, tumbling toward the fast-moving waters below. Adira stood and noticed the Commander sprawled on the ground, apparently stunned. He must have managed to throw himself from his mount's back. Adira started towards it, as did Sirhan, but Nayyir, one of the natives, and one of the few that had traveled past the confines of their homeland to get an education, beat them to it. Running forward he raised his sword above the Commander's prone body. Then something happened that Adira never would have seen coming. The cat creature, who thus far had stood motionless in the fray, silently drew a dagger and stabbed Nayyir in the side, sending the lad sprawling in the dust of the road, and clutching his wound. The Commander scrambled to his feet and backed away from the wounded rebel. A quick glance behind him told him the battle was lost, and he turned, anger etched on his face. “Don't think this is over, you followers of the rebel Council members! I will destroy you yet!” With that he turned and limped back down the path, followed by his traitorous servant. For a few minutes Adira watched the Ulandans retreat down the path, amid falling stones and other projectiles. The orc was now crouching by Nayyir's side, feeling for a pulse. His face was grim. Finally Adira turned, and started back down the path. “Tell the rear guard to watch them in case they attempt the pass again, have the rest of the men return to camp and get some rest. I draft the report to Berigora.” “But mustn't we follow them and prey on them as they retreat?” Sirhan asked forcefully. Adira turned and whipped off her hood. “You forget, Lieutenant, we have only two score trained men. And weary men at that. They need rest, and we can not afford to lose any more at the moment. Recall the troops.” Adira turned back toward the road and continued on her way. Mission successful. But that wasn't what she was worried about. She didn't like the look in the eyes of Sirhan as she relayed her orders to him. They looked... she didn't know. But she did know that she would keep a closer eye on him in the future. To be continued... The build. Not very large, but hopefully the landscaping makes up for it. I don't think I can get UoP recognition for the rock-work, seeing as panel rock-work isn't on the list that I saw, but if I missed it, I would like recognition for that. Well, I hope you enjoyed the read, and I hope no one posts a very effort-filled build for the Nestlands challenge. Soli Deo Gloria & Sola Gracia! And that pretty much sums up my faith and theological beliefs, along with my knowledge of Latin.

Vaddy noice! Amir's characterization could have been more well-shown, but as you said, this build was rushed. My character Intro should be out in an hour or so. :)

Thanks! I've atually decided that my Intro is going to be elsewhere, but I do still plan to use Berigora in a flashback, so thanks!

Some good writing, finally! I'm glad to have found someone who knows what characterization is! And nice build too!Some good writing, finally! I'm glad to have found someone who knows what characterization is! And nice build too!

Got it. Sorry for being a bother.

Thank you. I was just wondering if there was some rule I was overlooking. I'll probably post within the week then.

How many Council members per city? I'm sorry if I'm making a nuisance of myself by all my questions, but I could not find any of this information in this topic or elsewhere.

@Ska: While my BL order with my Sig-fig's pieces won't arrive till the end of the week/beginning of next week, would it be allowable for me to post a prelude to my Intro using a side character (and a liberal distribution of hoods)? That would allow me to start posting sooner and (if allowable) get a build in for the mini-challenge.

@ Ska: All I planned was that the city was overrun by rather arrogant Ulanders and that a Mitgardian merchant lived there. As long as there is nothing wrong with that then I think I'm ok.

Thanks everyone for your welcome! @SarahJoy: Thanks! The reason I have not posted a Pic of my Sig-fig yet is because I haven't gotten ,my BL order, but hopefully it should come within the week. And yes, I commented on a bunch of builds from a random Mitgardian to get those Magic posts, a random Mitgardian I know well on MP that is. I may not be able to post my Intro for a few weeks if I move on to the finals of MELO, but from the looks of thing I'll probably just get 3rd/4th place, so that shouldn't be a problem. @Robuko: I'll try and make sure to do that, though he will leave Berigora in my Intro. Is there any way I could contact him for sure? Someway I could get to his email or something? And yes, I'll probably edit it eventually, though when is in question. @ gedren_y: Thank you! I'll keep that in mind! @SkaForHire: Thank you! My character is far from a Lord though... I could change that eventually though.

Any way a High Council member could get to a place near Berigora?

I will keep this in mind for my Intro.

Thank you! So my rush was for nothing. :P I was planning on joining around the end of the month, but this challenge rushed things. As it were, do you have any idea why EB won't let me get to my profile so I can upload a Pic? I'm trying to get ten posts (as a quick glance at the forum main page will show), just in case. Any ideas? <center><i>My character, by the name of Adair, is a young inhabitant of Berigora. His past life has been lived almost exclusively on the streets before a kindly Mitgardian Merchant by the name of Magdeburg takes him in. But when the Sea People*cough*Ulandians arrive... well, you'll have to wait for my intro. :P</i> I think the ":P" is almost entirely subject to Mocpages, but I've become addicted to it, so expect a lot more of it. ... :P</center> <center><i>My character, by the name of Adair, is a young inhabitant of Berigora. His past life has been lived almost exclusively on the streets before a kindly Mitgardian Merchant by the name of Magdeburg takes him in. But when the Sea People*cough*Ulandians arrive... well, you'll have to wait for my intro. :P</i> I think the ":P" is almost entirely subject to Mocpages, but I've become addicted to it, so expect a lot more of it. ... :P</center> Edit: Apparently all my precious HTML doesn't work in a reply. Edit: YES!!! I can get back to my profile now.

Dwarveses, Dwarveses, lot's of Dwarveses... or just three. But yes, very creative ideas, anyhow.

Nice character introduction. He should cause some conflict. *evil grin*. Again, nice base, if small.

Saw this on MP, and once again very nicely done! I can't say I like the color scheme, but overall, quite good!

Aaaand an effective ending of your "first season." Rather abrupt, plot-wise, but still good!

Friend: Found. :P

The edition of Lydia really boosts your story...

While the base is nice, the floor is rather boring. Keep it up!

I remember that ship... :P