Hi, I'm Lorella!
I don’t really remember my parents. My birth parents, that is. I remember red hair that shone in the sun. I remember the kindness of a mother’s touch, though I only know that’s what it was because it was so like Mummy’s. I remember a deep, rumbling voice that soothed me to sleep when the world got scary. Deep, kind eyes looking down at me.
And I remember screaming. A scream that seemed to tear out my soul when the masters came. I remember shouting, and Father bleeding from his head when the masters hit him. We ran after that, climbing out a window in the dead of night and sneaking out of the city. I remember a broken land full of monsters that Father said we must never go near.
And I remember the kindness of a stranger’s hand, words that soothed a frightened child when I was found curled up next to the cold, still body of my father. Two people little bigger than me, but they saw me for the child I was and took me in.
That’s how I ended up raised by Azurians in Aredenn. Breena and Sebo Springons found me by the side of the road just this side of the border with the broken lands, by father dead beside me. With no idea where we had come from other than the ragged clothes and brand that marked a keltori slave, they could not return me home. They certainly were not willing to take me back to shilen territory to be a slave again. They had no children of their own, due to an accident my father had when he was young, so they had love to give.
I have had a good life. I love my parents very much. And while I sometimes wonder why my father and I were in that forsaken place, or what happened to mother, I have never wanted for anything. And I love the azurian people. They are so quick and clever. They have always been kind, though I have always been something of an outsider, seeing as I am so much taller than any of them. My parents told me the tale of how they found me, but that didn’t really explain to me why I was so different. I just knew I wanted to fit in.
The town we lived in still largely followed the old ways, with the menfolk learning to make golems and massive machines to do the things they couldn’t. The womenfolk focused on making potions of all kinds and handheld weapons. My mother, the best alchemist in the city, took me on as her alchemy apprentice, letting me help her in the still room at an early age.
But when Mummy found me fiddling with some of Papi’s small clockwork devices, she talked him into getting me training in that field as well. They took me to Lilli Sprockets, who was the best female in town at clockwork. She taught me to make small golems and tiny devices the menfolk could only dream of creating. Ms. Sprockets was also the one to discover that I could do things azurians could not do, using a type of magic they knew nothing about. She had heard the keltori people could magics like that, and that the shilen enslaved them for it. Somehow, she got her hands on a book of basic magical principles and let me study it alongside my studies in azurian rune magic.
It was around that time that I met Orryn Woddelsworth at school. I caught several of the other boys teasing him. Orryn is a rolly polly little thing, short even by azurian standards. So, he got picked on a lot in school. The other kids called him Wobbly. I interfered and sent the other boys running. They didn’t know what to do about the small giant in their midst. I got Orryn back on his feet and walked him to class, saying, “Come on, Wobbly. We’re gonna be late.” I flashed him a big smile and threw my arm around his shoulders when I said it, and he realized I was joking. To this day, I’m the only one who can call him that and not get kicked in the shins.
One evening, near the end of my apprenticeship with Ms. Sprockets, something odd happened. I was working on the device for my final test with Ms. Sprockets. I suddenly felt a surge of power inside me, power that swelled through my hand, down the screwdriver I was using to tighten the last of the screws, and into the device. It soaked in, making the clockwork creature in my hand glow like a trapped lantern flame. When the glow subsided, my little creature started to move. And then it started to talk.
And that was how I ended up with Monksy, the Sentient Clockwork Chipmonk.
Yes, you read that right.
Arzela's Journal Ordered oldest to newest
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Necromancer Faultus
27th of Nion, 535 ACE
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Red Wyvern Hunt
20th of Nion, 535 ACE
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Battle of Eagle Keep
6th of Fearn, 535 ACE
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Vampires
15th of Fearn, 535 ACE
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The Pirates and the Dragon
16th of Fearn, 535 ACE
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The Queen is Dead. Long Live the Queen.
5th of Duir, 535 CE
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Hi, I'm Lorella!
16th of Diur, 535 CE
27th of Nion, 535 ACE
20th of Nion, 535 ACE
6th of Fearn, 535 ACE
15th of Fearn, 535 ACE
16th of Fearn, 535 ACE
5th of Duir, 535 CE
16th of Diur, 535 CE
The major events and journals in Arzela's history, from the beginning to today.
The Queen is Dead. Long Live the Queen.
I have been remiss in my journaling recently because so much has happened recently. Someone attacked my father, tricking him and the Council into changing the way the "Arcane Dragon" title is treated. We found evidence that Albion was behind it and manage...
07:19 pm - 25.09.2022The Pirates and the Dragon
Having survived the fight with the vampires, our group decided to follow up on a rumor we had heard-- there was a red dragon deep in the caves. It was true! We met a lovely red dragon who was intrigued by a group of adventurers coming in just to talk to h...
06:36 pm - 08.05.2022Vampires
Oh, my Princess! Oh, my Queen! What trouble you get us into! We had heard rumors in Starlium of a new breed of creature-- vile things that only come out at night and feed on the blood of the living. They can make more of their kind through their bite. ...
06:07 pm - 08.05.2022My mother- Armela Corbyn
06:32 pm - 27.03.2022My father- Byron Corbyn
06:19 pm - 27.03.2022Croga
06:03 pm - 27.03.2022Sealgair
05:51 pm - 27.03.2022Puppies!
I got a puppy! I adopted a black and grey wolfhound that I'm calling Sealgair. I also got Elia a terrier. She's named her Croga.
05:24 pm - 27.03.2022Battle of Eagle Keep
I can't quite wrap my mind around what happened. It should have been an easy fight. Kimbra should have been able to take those blasted elves out with ease. Especially with the Captain of the Elite Guard by her side. Her Blade. I vaguely remember the war, ...
05:13 pm - 27.03.2022The Broken Eagles
04:56 am - 21.03.2022The diceroller is cool!
04:55 am - 21.03.2022What the hell did Kimbra do???
04:52 am - 21.03.2022The Broken Eagles
04:45 am - 21.03.2022Death of a Hero
My mother is dead. Queen Kimbra and all her elite guard, too. Vostoria will never be the same.
06:37 pm - 20.03.2022Necromancer Faultus
Father sent me out to investigate reports of Restless Stalkers in a cave to the south of the city. The guards in the area had cleared them out several times, but they kept coming back. So, we needed to find out why. He sent me with a couple of student mag...
08:00 pm - 12.03.2022Red Wyvern Hunt
Went out with Coryson again. This time he had a line on a red wyvern nest. The blasted things were harassing one of the newer settlements north of the city. The locals finally called for help when someone's toddler wandered off and got eaten. The nest was...
06:39 pm - 12.03.2022The list of amazing people following the adventures of Arzela.
Social
Birthplace
Unknown
Current Residence
Starlium
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Countess of Corbyn, Queen's Blade
Wealth & Financial state
Head of a noble family, among the highest ranked not in line for the throne.
Religious Views
Follower of the Keltori trinity