heigh-ho, players all! i'm back with a third, because i have a serious fantasy character problem and also lee pace. we needed a few more city elves around anyway, right guys? right?
for your plotting pleasure, lyswen of house liadon. if that house name sounds familiar, it's because he's isera's uncle. lyswen is one of those pesky highborn city elves. he was a big ol' snooty snob with an orc-murdering agenda (his firsh wife wound up on the wrong end of an orc stabbing in their mid-130s) until he hit his 190's and he began the process of finding his chill. in his glory days he was a naval commander (they stuck him on a boat to reduce his opportunities for anakin-skywalker-YOU KILLED MY WIFE-genodicdal-type theatrics. he rolled with it.) and ambassadorial bigwig; sailin' around, fightin' pirates, keeping the world safe for elfmocracy. he retired some time ago, got remarried to a mermaid, and had been chilling on his estate ever since. his hobbies include doing dad things like sending the kids clippings from the elf equivalent of the newspaper. sailing out to see the in-laws from time to time, and whittling new coffee mugs with his sword. the elves have brought him out of retirement for all the sky people shit. he's torn between being excited a worthy job has come around and depressed he probably won't be allowed to wear his slippers to meetings with other governments. spoiler alert: he'll probably try.
he has a few connections lined up and the intro threads are rolling, but i love all the lines, you guys love all the lines, so let's have all lines.