Cerelian Caricira
Prince of the Huldra Cerelian (a.k.a. Caricira (Song Shouter)
Son of the loved Huldra prince Erefraim and Averna, daughter of Bellinor Belisar, captain of the guard. Cerelian, a name meaning "war-tongued" or "war mouthed" was remembered for his great singing and ballads. His greatest deed was his slaying of Nidgram, the lord of the giants and who had seized four of the five Laeomena jewels and guarded them against the children of Galerain. Cerelian remained in the court of High King Foriael in Eregrinel, he dissuaded Foriael from accepting the refugees from Tiranghar and was scorned for his callousness. In the War of the Jewel, he followed his kinsman Érenhel Einbrec to war and was among those killed at the Zegur field.
Mental characteristics
Personal history
The only son of the Huldra prince Erefraim and his wife Averna daughter of Bellinor Belisar of the guard of Sylren. Cerelian was born on the highest point of noon on the longest day of the year. After his mother, in her anger and grief over the loss of her husband and father at Talam Duganea, chose to join the wars in the east, Cerelian was sheltered and cared for by his grandfather King Galerain. After a time in Tirmagall, Cerelian and many other children were sent to the court of the Mainar in Ydalvi when Tirmagall came to be destroyed by King Nidgram of the Jotnar. Cerelian was the ward of his kinsman, the Elder King Naevylan who taught the young Huldra prince music, poetry, and other artistic things to keep his mind away from the death of his parents. Cerelian was brought to the households of his uncles Eandris, Eraniel, and in particular Eregrin who kept him the longest. In his formative years in the realm of Eregrin, Cerelian was a known friend and admirer of the Géadine men, frequently paying visits to High King Meginil and his sons and challenging his musical skill against Meginil's gold-horned choir. Cerelian was said to have been called "Casulciol", Silk Fingers, in the tongue of men. His own people would one day remember him as "Caricira", Song Shouter, for both the manner of his greatest deed and his death. As Cerelian was the cousin of the future king Eolin of Eregrinel, he remained in the court of the fae realm there for many years, as the ages passed.
Cerelian stayed in the realm of Eregrinel and became as renowned there as he was in the realm of the Mainar before they fled to Arallfyd. While Cerelian was an admired singer and musician, he was also a warrior in the manner of his people and so he fought alongside his kin in their wars against the eastern giants. This was the host of Nidgram, the thief of the Laeomena, and the cause of the gloom among the kin of Galerain who had fought so long to see the jewels return to their hands. While Nidgram had lost one of the gems to Eregrin, he was nevertheless the prime enemy of the Huldra and so a fiery hatred was held for him among the people and in Cerelian's heart especially. In making war on the giants once again, High King Foriael hoped to have the jewels returned to his family but also to finally slay the great foe of the Fae. Accompanying the High King, Cerelian marched out with a column of his warriors, trumpeters, and singers and all manner of music followed. In war, Cerelian fought and bled with his kin and of Nidgram's sons who saw the battlefield, four of their number fell to the blade of the Huldra. Still, however, no jewels were found and despite basking in victory, the host of Foriael returned west, save for one, Cerelian who along with his men, stayed behind.
Cerelian did not give up the quest for a gem of the Laeomena and he rode further east, past all barriers known to man or fae, he rode for the old seat of Nidgram, his fortress of Balengar. The noble fae burst open the doors of Nidgram's hall and in turn with music, he rode forth. Slaying a foe he belted out his name, "I am Cerelian son of Erefraim, you do not know me but know you must, what I seek". He rode out, singing further he bellowed a song of courage, battling further and further the giants of the court. Old and decrepit yet cunning, the giant rose from his seat and continued Cerelian's song, challenging him, "Oh son of the outworld, what ruination have thee brought? With your fair head seen, thy kin shall bark for war". Nidgram's own song of woe continued and pierced Cerelian's heart, he ached backward as the giant continued, pressing against him chanting a song of piercing and treacherous hate.
Cerelian's heart was ailing, yet the two fought on with lyric and rhyme hard at first then soft, the two lamented together for a time, of war and of destruction, of vengeance wrought and of blades that clashed and sparked. Yet with gloom once again gathering, Nidgram reminded Cerelian of the failures of the Galerainil, four brothers fell, and many of their kin, to the blades of the giants who still held the pride of the Huldra among them. The home of the Huldra, Tirmagall was but a smoking ruin, destroyed by the eastern monster standing before Cerelian. Nidgram reminded Cerelian of his father's, his grandfather's, and his mother's death at giant hands. Failure and prophecy followed the blood of Galerain and nothing but bitter failure would they find in their Everlong search for the four treasures.
Cerelian finally fell, knees weak and mind wavering as slow tears came from him. A thousand thoughts raced in his mind now, he could not fight back and as the giant strode closer, Cerelian gripped his sword in anticipation. Old Nidgram strode forward, circling Cerelian who bid him not to come closer, gloom gathered and fury wrought, Nidgram showed a picture to Cerelian of secrets kept by the giants, secrets he was now cursed to never be able to reveal. Cerelian saw a red field, scattered before were all number of fae with arms in hand and the last embers of hate fleeing their sunken and dead eyes.
When doom came upon the land of Tiranghar, the war realm of Eaforn, Cerelian bid Foriael not to accept the fleeing people of the realm of Eaforn. Remembering the doom spoken to him by Nidgram, Cerelian's words did not sway Foriael whose heart was still warm with love and who embraced the scattered kinspeople. While Cerelian's words were harsh, he remained adamant that the Eaforil not be brought into the borders of Eregrinel. His words dishonored him, he was shunned for his callousness, and yet, he answered the call of Érenhel when Foriael was murdered by Isentin. By this age, the Outerking's madness had begun to creep into the mind of Cerelian and so he answered the call of the Foralin in haste. Once more, Cerelian marched out with a column of his warriors, trumpeters, and singers and all manner of music followed again. East they went, pursuing the Brethari, and towards doom, they went. At the field of Zegur, Cerelian would meet his doom, and like before, would come after defiance, bravery, and a splendid song. At Zegur, Cerelian fought, his retinue was cut down yet he remained, fighting and slaying with madness in his eyes. Before the clash of fae sword and lance, a final song was belted out by Caricira,
Cerelian stayed in the realm of Eregrinel and became as renowned there as he was in the realm of the Mainar before they fled to Arallfyd. While Cerelian was an admired singer and musician, he was also a warrior in the manner of his people and so he fought alongside his kin in their wars against the eastern giants. This was the host of Nidgram, the thief of the Laeomena, and the cause of the gloom among the kin of Galerain who had fought so long to see the jewels return to their hands. While Nidgram had lost one of the gems to Eregrin, he was nevertheless the prime enemy of the Huldra and so a fiery hatred was held for him among the people and in Cerelian's heart especially. In making war on the giants once again, High King Foriael hoped to have the jewels returned to his family but also to finally slay the great foe of the Fae. Accompanying the High King, Cerelian marched out with a column of his warriors, trumpeters, and singers and all manner of music followed. In war, Cerelian fought and bled with his kin and of Nidgram's sons who saw the battlefield, four of their number fell to the blade of the Huldra. Still, however, no jewels were found and despite basking in victory, the host of Foriael returned west, save for one, Cerelian who along with his men, stayed behind.
Cerelian did not give up the quest for a gem of the Laeomena and he rode further east, past all barriers known to man or fae, he rode for the old seat of Nidgram, his fortress of Balengar. The noble fae burst open the doors of Nidgram's hall and in turn with music, he rode forth. Slaying a foe he belted out his name, "I am Cerelian son of Erefraim, you do not know me but know you must, what I seek". He rode out, singing further he bellowed a song of courage, battling further and further the giants of the court. Old and decrepit yet cunning, the giant rose from his seat and continued Cerelian's song, challenging him, "Oh son of the outworld, what ruination have thee brought? With your fair head seen, thy kin shall bark for war". Nidgram's own song of woe continued and pierced Cerelian's heart, he ached backward as the giant continued, pressing against him chanting a song of piercing and treacherous hate.
Cerelian's heart was ailing, yet the two fought on with lyric and rhyme hard at first then soft, the two lamented together for a time, of war and of destruction, of vengeance wrought and of blades that clashed and sparked. Yet with gloom once again gathering, Nidgram reminded Cerelian of the failures of the Galerainil, four brothers fell, and many of their kin, to the blades of the giants who still held the pride of the Huldra among them. The home of the Huldra, Tirmagall was but a smoking ruin, destroyed by the eastern monster standing before Cerelian. Nidgram reminded Cerelian of his father's, his grandfather's, and his mother's death at giant hands. Failure and prophecy followed the blood of Galerain and nothing but bitter failure would they find in their Everlong search for the four treasures.
Cerelian finally fell, knees weak and mind wavering as slow tears came from him. A thousand thoughts raced in his mind now, he could not fight back and as the giant strode closer, Cerelian gripped his sword in anticipation. Old Nidgram strode forward, circling Cerelian who bid him not to come closer, gloom gathered and fury wrought, Nidgram showed a picture to Cerelian of secrets kept by the giants, secrets he was now cursed to never be able to reveal. Cerelian saw a red field, scattered before were all number of fae with arms in hand and the last embers of hate fleeing their sunken and dead eyes.
"From the kin, they will come, come with doom behind them and treachery. Of Eaforn shall the glory of Eregrinel die"Now Cerelian's heart was broken, cursed with this knowledge he cried in his hands, he could never tell his kin of such a fate, for by the giant king's curse, they would not believe him until the last hour when doom would already come upon them. The great giant strode further like a wily predator, he made ill threats to all fae, never would there be peace between the two races and Nidgram swore to murder all the fae, to eradicate them from this world they invaded. Yet stirred, Cerelian gathered himself and rose in defiance. His heart renewed, a passionate courage swelled in him and he finished his song as the two renewed their clash of blades.
Vile villain, woe have thee stirred, but so is your doom heartily spurred.No longer back and forth did the song of Cerelian and Nidgram go, instead, Cerelian continued as he battered away at the old giant.
Doom brought and wrapped in smoke, yet surive all shall the folk.
Of shifting shape thee have been, a changing shadow upon the land,
to the halls of thy fathers I bid thee, in death we shall again be free."
"Across the world of the unsaid, lay the power of fate unthreadAnd so it was that the old foe of the Huldra bent his knee in defeat to Cerelian. Beaten and broken to this son of the slain who had come to bring justice to the line of his kin. With one more action, Nidgram trusted his last strength into a thrust with his sword, which was parried by the fae who drove his own sword into the giant's heart. Cerelian then ventured out, toting the head of Nidgram along his steed as he rode for the west. Coming upon the court of Foriael, brought low was the head of Nidgram, applause came yet Cerelian did not bid it continue and so it was for a time Cerelian came to be called Caricira.
Trust unbroken and honor kept, death comes now yet unslept
duty called and so I answer, marching east goes the word dancer
from black nothing to silver rivers, a boutiful land that fate delivers
ageless and defiant we go on, while giant dies weary and drawn.
Born with kinship, bound in honor, we march on till death's encounter.
Broke now are you so great, you see now your fault too late.
When doom came upon the land of Tiranghar, the war realm of Eaforn, Cerelian bid Foriael not to accept the fleeing people of the realm of Eaforn. Remembering the doom spoken to him by Nidgram, Cerelian's words did not sway Foriael whose heart was still warm with love and who embraced the scattered kinspeople. While Cerelian's words were harsh, he remained adamant that the Eaforil not be brought into the borders of Eregrinel. His words dishonored him, he was shunned for his callousness, and yet, he answered the call of Érenhel when Foriael was murdered by Isentin. By this age, the Outerking's madness had begun to creep into the mind of Cerelian and so he answered the call of the Foralin in haste. Once more, Cerelian marched out with a column of his warriors, trumpeters, and singers and all manner of music followed again. East they went, pursuing the Brethari, and towards doom, they went. At the field of Zegur, Cerelian would meet his doom, and like before, would come after defiance, bravery, and a splendid song. At Zegur, Cerelian fought, his retinue was cut down yet he remained, fighting and slaying with madness in his eyes. Before the clash of fae sword and lance, a final song was belted out by Caricira,
Listen well oh youthful folk, to rising fire and pillared smoke.And so fell Caricira, slayer of Nidgram and the avenger of his fallen family. Cerelian's death touched more at the heart of Érenhel who buried his great kinsman as the most prominent of the fallen at the Great Kinslaying. Cerelian's doom had come and so followed was the doom of the folk. Yet all was not lost quite yet, for Cerelian's son Doren the Brave, called Deorel, settled in the east with a group of men where they came to lord over the Watch of the Dorenil in the old lands of the Eafornil. Doren's line would guard the rebuilding realms of the west for nearly three hundred years and with the final stand of the last of the Dorenil, Doren Denrae, the alliance of the men of the west was reforged and fended off giant attacks, leading to the establishment of the domains of Ellandun, Rielar, and the clans of the Teaghaisí.
Son of light and of former fame, of the western court and of present shame.
I came east here once before, escaping death and averting war.
I so battled the keeper of jewels, yet remained, the keeper of fools.
For you I fought, for you I bled, yet on this field no tear I shed.
Failure once, failure twice, does not absolve such evil vice.
Inside the realm did the killer dwell, of envious heart and head rebel.
He slew the king where is he now? I wish to rest my sword to his brow.
The day is long and the night is short, to deeds of violence I will resort.
None before have matched my might, for all of thee shall I smite.
Listen well oh youth awoke, to my final deed be a-spoke.
I pass away with sword in hand, to charter off to our homeland."
Accomplishments & Achievements
Finally slew Nidgram, Lord of Giants and great foe of the kin of Galerain
Died bravely and defiant at the field of the Great Kinslaying
Died bravely and defiant at the field of the Great Kinslaying
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Serve his family and his people
Virtues & Personality perks
Valorous
Defiant
Bold
Gifted
Honorable
Selfless
Defiant
Bold
Gifted
Honorable
Selfless
Vices & Personality flaws
Proud
Callous
Stubborn
Arrogant
Reclusive
Callous
Stubborn
Arrogant
Reclusive
Social
Family Ties
Son of Prince Erefraim and Averna
Grandson of Bellinor Belisar and King Galerain
Father of Doren Deorel and the House of Doren
Grandson of Bellinor Belisar and King Galerain
Father of Doren Deorel and the House of Doren
Social Aptitude
Described as an often dour and humorless figure among the pleasantries of the Kings of Eregrinel, Cerelian was an often times buzzing and annoying pessimist yet often was a counterbalance of thoughtful insight that his counterparts often lacked due to their hubris. Cerelian tried persuading Foriael to forbid the refugees of Tiranghar to settle in Eregrinel due to the vision Nidgram had granted him, yet was unable to prevent this. He was scorned and shunned for the perceived abandonment of his kin and failed to prevent the killing of Foriael and the theft of the last of the Laeomena gems.
Speech
Cerelian was among the most honored poets of his people. Cerelian learned from a young age, the songsmanship of the Mainar with whom he stayed during his childhood. His voice was powerful and booming with emotion and feeling, surely surprising many who believed him to be nothing but an eternal pessimist.
Species
Ethnicity
Life
9071 B.E
8381 B.E
690 years old
Circumstances of Birth
Son of the Huldra Prince Erefraim and his wife Averna Tielban
Circumstances of Death
Fell to the many blades of the Brethari at the Great Kinslaying
Birthplace
Tirmagall
Place of Death
The field of Zegur
Family
Children
Eyes
Light Blue
Hair
Long, Fair, Blond
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Fair
Height
6'9
Weight
200 lbs
Quotes & Catchphrases
"It is never hard to die, only to die well"
Aligned Organization
Other Affiliations
Character Prototype
Like Finrod but also your weirdly intense uncle
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