Rhedsy
Grandmaster of Wood Elf Longbow Rhedsy Green (a.k.a. Red)
Rhedsy is a member of the legendary Sentinels. Accurate, composed, quiet, and mostly just shy. The first grandmaster of the elvish longbow Rhedsy brought new meaning to the impossible shot.
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Extremly agile with near insant reaction timing. Lightly built with taunt muscles under sun tanned skin.
Body Features
Like most elves Rhedsy sported high angular cheekbones and a hooked nose. His eyes however where tilted upward more than most. He often walked hunched as if sneaking.
Special abilities
Breeze shot, it is said Rhedsy can hear an enemy's breath on the wind and use it to aim. This feat is understood by many wood elves but not by others.
Apparel & Accessories
A sheet of leaves that changed color with the season lay on his shoulder nearly constantly as he slept outside most of the time.
Specialized Equipment
The heart of the woods longbow.
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Rhedsy was born to a hermit family of wood elves long before the now great Rhedsy elves dominated their woods. There his father taught him the short bow to hunt. Skinning and cooking he learned from his mother. His sisters taught him to play amidst the branches of the trees and how to sneak up on a green deer to ride it's broad back into the waters they pranced across. Life was quiet for three hundred years. This was broken by the Dwarf Bunelbilg. Stumbling into their woods he offered strong drink and metals. The family greeted him and he gawked at their wonderful woods.
Boasting of his dwarvish people and their newfound city that was 'dawning' in the 'dawn mountains' he asked if he could take lumber back to his people. When the wood elves explained they did not harm the forest Bunelbilg didn't understand. The tree's sometimes outlasted even the elves they explained. Bunelbilg was confounded and he left frustrated with the hippie-dippy.
Returning with his clan and ox-driven wagons he demanded their lumber. He called down the power of his dwarvish god of the warmth of the forge and showed the elves they had no chance. Rhedsy's father responded by shooting Bunelbilg with an arrow in the forehead. Bunelbilg was astounded the arrow found its mark amidst his god's power.
Still, he pressed on. Rhedsy and his family harassed the dwarves for twelve hours a day, sometimes at night, as they chopped at the woods. The dwarves felled the outer younger trees and dumped them into the huge wagon to bring back to the city. More dwarves came even in the face of the stories of the wild elves of the woods. It eventually came to the family of elves' attention that the dwarves were slow and thick armored. So they stole into the camp on quick leathered feet.
Stealing tools, food, lives, and mead the dwarves found themselves suddenly worried. Lives could be covered in armor, heads blocked with helms. Now they simply couldn't grab and whack at the quick elves. They couldn't use their canons in their own camp, their heavy crossbows proved to slow to load and almost as hard as the canons to wield within the tent grid and wagons walls.
So they armored the barracks, food stores, and made the barrels heavy and thick. The elves couldn't take it any longer. The dwarves now weeks into their lumber gathering had begun to come into sight of the more ancient alluring tree's Bunelbilg had seen. They redoubled their efforts. They cut with huge war axes while wearing full armor. Arrows bouncing off their thick plate.
Rhedsys father cried one night saying their bows couldn't stop the metal menace. The small bearded race was too much. Rhedsy asked why they didn't use heavy bows like the dwarves that could pierce deep into the heart of an elf. His father said they had not the strength nor the knowledge. So rhedsy went to the heart of the forest. Their largest tree stood. He begged it to save its brothers, using him.
The tree bestowed upon him a long curved branch of greenwood. It was as long as Rhedsy. The tree branches blew in the breeze and Rhedsy followed the wind. Within the tree, the breeze howled and a large ancient spider spun its webs and ate the creatures that harmed the tree from within. The breeze told the spider its home was in danger and the spider bestowed her thickest silk. She showed Rhedsy how though her strength was little she still made use of the strongest string.
Rhedsy learned to feel the vibrations, to listen to the movements, how to pierce the thick shells of the large insects. Then he took this knowledge away from the heart of the woods and back to his family. There his mother, father, and sisters said there was no heart of the woods. There was only the center where the largest tree's stood, but no ancient one.
Rhedsy showed them the bow and they gawked at it. Long as the body of any wild elf, it was twice the size of their short bows. Rhedsy showed them how to handle the long string, how to feel it, and only to pull it back for but a second. A week, then a month passed and half the woods were gone.
Forge fires burned their home, trees long ancient were shaped into homes for the growing dwarf kingdom. Then the family emerged. Their limbs had become taunt and bulging. The dwarves laughed at the gangly wild elves, so different from their elegant high elf cousins. Then Rhedsy pulled his massive bow. Bunelbilg laughed and dropped a visor on his helmet. A thin line all he used to see.
The family fought. Rhedsy with the first elvish longbow and the family with imitations. The dwarves fired huge gun-like crossbows and then cranked to reload. Amidst the largest trees near the heart of the woods they fought. Canons ripped through trees as old as the dirt they rooted in. While the dwarf's armor dented it did not break. The arrows would be slightly angeled and slide off the perfect and smooth surfaces rather than pierce through. So they fought. The elves only needing a few hours to rest outpaced the dwarves. But even a slow dwarf can wear armor.
Rhedsy was somber. If even the heart tree's branch could not pierce the dwarves then they were done for. His home would burn in a fire to heat metal. The breeze cooled his brow and he felt the tree and the spider. It guided him. He stopped to listen. Clanging dwarf metal suits sounded around him and he heard it. Their fear. Peaking through their visors. So he listened. So he shot. An hour later a hundred dead dwarves lay around, arrows through their visors and blood spilling out around their heads. Bunelbilg cried over a dead brother as Rhedsy approached.
"Rhedsy was it? I am defeated, my clan is dead, all it took was a branch and a man able to wield it and our hundred years of forging couldn't protect our mortal bodies. I surely can not resurrect this many with my god's power, for we have failed them." He said.
Rhedsy nodded at these truths. He extended a hand. Bunelbilg saw the elf family. The two went on to rebuild the Bunelbilgs clan, to regrow the woods over hundreds of years, and to fight, kill, and be killed by, the Destroyer.
Gender Identity
Rhedsy mostly was unfamilar with gender roles and simply went by Red.
Sexuality
While mostly sexually inactive, when drunk Rhedsy would admit to paying for a polymorph spell a few times, followed by a brother visit. This rumor is unconfirmed.
Education
N/A
Employment
Adventrer
Accomplishments & Achievements
The impossible marksmen, the armor-piercing shot, Destroyer slayer, savior of the material plane, the first wood elf, wielder of the heart of the woods, nature's hand, green deer rider, king of Taftun.
Failures & Embarrassments
Slew Bunelbilgs clan, lost half the Rhedsy woods, burned the high elf temple in the high elf home city, destroyed the relic of the sea elves, missed at the battle of General Skalps Demise, Failed to save the king of Taftun.
Morality & Philosophy
Nature, the natural way is what one should follow. All things will follow their path and we must only listen and protect its meandering, unknowable ways.
Taboos
Never destroy that which the dirt has grown.
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Rhedsy wished to restore balance throughout the world and turn people away from reliance on that which took away from nature rather than lived amidst it. It saddend him to see children or even adults who had not been beneath a tree's shade in many moons, he could tell, so its said.
Likes & Dislikes
Venison, meats overall, hammocks are all his favorite. Hates boxed or contained plants, unmoving shadows made from boring square objects, having to stab something rather than shoot it, a loud dwarf.
Virtues & Personality perks
Incredibly forgiving, does not hate those who go against his ways, trusts deeply.
Vices & Personality flaws
Curious about other forms, often will spare much time tracking animals, finding druids and wizards, to escape his life.
Personality Quirks
Closes his eyes when breathing deeply, estimates distances as a reaction
Hygiene
awful
Alignment
Lawful Neutral
Species
Age
780
Circumstances of Birth
Hermitage within now named Rhedsy woods
Circumstances of Death
The destroyers magic slew Rhesdy during the fight.
Children
Gender
Male
Eyes
Narrowed, upturned and emerald.
Hair
Short mess of black
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Tanned white
Height
5'6"
Weight
110lbs
Quotes & Catchphrases
"Get some shade." "I wasn't looking, did I hit? Just kidding, wasn't a question." "That man has not hugged a tree has he?" "Me? Am I single, yes I am a single entity in tune with nature." "I don't understand the joke." "Why would you not mix all this into the soup?" "Horses are like deer except without the branches, much worse that is to say."
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