Luv

Luv

A changeling hoping to change the world through connection and the forgotten art of intimacy.

Player Name	Ian O
Relatives	Vix: parent | Iri: parent
Affiliations	Ravel Citizen
Aliases	"Lover" ; "Hero Of Ravel" ; "No-Face"
Marital Status	Single
Place of Birth	Håpe
Species	Changeling
Gender	any
Height	~6ft
Weight	Fluctuating
Eye Color	White

Luv (she/them/his) is a changeling courtesan that practices elementalist magic and is ever present in the pursuit of helping others inside of their community.

Physical Appearance

In changeling form, Luv prefers to be appear as a pale blue changeling with long, white, undercut hair and a notch in her eyebrow. She is known for her translucent eyes that many of her companions say are mirrors into the many loves they have held and still hold onto. It is hard to see her not dressed to impress as she is always on a mission to befriend others and give them the respect they deserve.

Luv is stubbornly left-handed when it comes to writing of any form, if someone were to pretend to be her and use their right hand when signing a parchment then it will be easily known that they have not done their research onto her.

Personality

Luv is a determined peacemaker; sometimes frustratingly so. She is quick to take ownership for her mistakes and will argue for the mercy of most, if not all, sentient beings.

She has picked fights with her fellow adventurers before as she argued against the willing sale of BWMDs (Bone Whistles of Mass Destruction) and the torture / caging of "enemy spies".

Luv also is a determined connection maker. However people need her to reach out to them, she will and she will try at every opportunity to know who they are & what their life has been like. This determination makes her not only a successful courtesan but also a kind friend/lover.

History

Luv was born into the the changeling colony of Håpe and eventually decided to flee from there. Her mission became to explore the world outside because she felt the colony was losing it's love of life due to the secluded nature.

In-Game Involvement

Cold Feet

Luv was in the process of working with a Ravel food kitchen to try and ensure people are well fed and happy. While working on that she met up with a group of adventurers (Adebimpe, Eltolinde, Clover, Lairus, Jaxzo'Ilan) who all seemed to share her wishes of helping the people of Ravel. Suddenly a group of desperate hostile thugs burst in through the doors to try and steal away blankets from the citizens inside. Luv, understanding that these thugs were only looking for blankets because they needed warmth & resources, chose to give away some of her money to ensure that they would leave without a single drop of bloodshed.

After the stressful situation, Luv and the crew of heroes decided to head to the nearest quest board and see what options were there for them to take. They see a ton of options:

• A bone dealer named Otto Bremer who wanted whale bones
• A baker whose fires seem to be magically extinguished by an unknown force
• A citizen who gets the uncanny feeling they are being watched via Elemental Scrying
• Reports of a vision from the Onomancer's Guild of a Kaiju-Sized Penguin
• Worries from citizens about local tortle Captain Kronch
• Several notices about Pirates in the region.

All options appeared to be worthwhile for the party but Luv felt very strongly towards the poster put up by the Onomancer's Guild. One could certainly say that the idea of a Kaiju-Sized Penguin would be reason enough for this to be interesting; but that is not why Luv was drawn to it. Looking at the poster one would see the words "ONOS GO AWAY" vandalized over what was just simply a cry for help. This action and the knowledge of how Onomancers are treated in Ravel quickly won Luv over to their side. Being a changeling and having seen the way fear of smaller communities can harm kind people, she knew that these people wouldn't get help from the town and she felt they needed to be seen for once. So they chose this as their quest.

With their goal set in mind, the party went over to the tucked away building of the Onomancers. It understandably took a little bit of convincing to get the Onomancers to let them in (due to the negative reaction from most of Ravel) but once they did Luv was immediately struck with the beauty of the space. It certainly wasn't the most ornate or the most advanced, but it felt like a home; like that of the community she left behind back in Håpe. While the party spoke she felt herself falling into a rabbit hole of wondering how Håpe is doing... were they also hit by the freeze? If so are they okay? Who is checking in on them..? "I miss them".

In-Character Journal

Luv’s Journal Post Session 11:

"Well I finally understand the frustration many people have towards the LaCroix. I remember hearing Tessa mention a decent bit about them in our previous adventure together but I kind of chalked it up to typical monster dealings; but little did I know that we were apparently already in their sightlines… I thought I made a new friend with an adventurer named Mundy; they seemed a bit eccentric but I mean who isn’t, if we are being honest with ourselves. But after a little bit of exploration and successfully talking us down from an avenue, turns out that the Mundy we originally met was actually a vampire spawn that was serving their lord known as Xilas LaCroix *his name is immediately followed up with an angry face and a crude drawing of his smug nature*.

I was so fucking annoyed when I found out, I thought I was smart enough to not fall for stuff like that??? But I guess even changelings can get tricked by false appearances…It makes sense too cause he explicitly killed someone in cold blood after I begged everyone to please knock out these bandits that were after my bounty. SPEAKING OF THAT, I can’t believe I have a bounty on me?? I understand that sometimes you’ll frustrate people no matter what you are doing, hell I have dealt with that with the Unravel before as I was trying to find those blankets, but this? This feels different. The Unravel Blanket saga felt like a playful bit of banter to be honest, whereas this wants me gone. I mean Arsonry and cult activity? What are they even talking about?! Who thought this up and tried to tie me into it? I just want to help!!! It’s so FRUSTRATING. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh *angry scribbles follow for a bit here* Sorry for all the scribbling and rambling, my little old journal, I’m just trying to think up new ways for me to process all this chaos. Cause if I am to be completely honest with you it can all be a bit much. There’s the absolute freezing cold that cuts people off from eachother, dying citizens on every street who are desperate for the slighted bit of sympathy, a disturbing creature group known as the Blowt that talks about penance for sins, a rampant money maker who doesn’t care who he harms as long as money is made, disgusting wendigos that are born from that very same desperate starvation that I was talking about and can easily spread to people, vampires that not only hold a ton of power in this area but also actively harm or HAVE harmed my friends, and then also some godsdamn fire cults which I honestly don’t even know that much about, fuck.

I think I got a bit sidetracked…did I really have a point though? Honestly a lot of how I have been using this journal has been to let my mind ramble and process where I am currently…I feel like I should have a goal of some kind or maybe I should be dedicating this time that I am wasting writing to actually helping people who need it…I really should. I can’t just hide amongst my thoughts and forget everyone; not that I am actually trying to, I just.. I don’t know I guess i need a bit of time to just kind of live… selfish. Honestly ever since I honed in on my healing powers and learned how to avoid needing to eat any type of meal, drink any kind of liquid, or even sleep in my once comfy bed I’ve felt more stressed that usual. Is that the wrong feeling to be having? I mean with all this, I can get a lot more done and I can help a lot more people which is good. I mean it has to be good right? People are alive. People are healing. People are finding a reason to be hopeful…so why don’t I feel hopeful? Why don’t I feel like things are getting better? I feel like creatures of all kinds are coming out of the woodworks to harm innocents and to take away whatever kind of safe haven we have going. Is that okay to be frustrated about? I think it is…but what happens when someone who is supposed to be hopeful and optimistic is actually someone that feels like the world is rapidly becoming cruel and heartless? Where life no longer has the value and the appreciation that it should.

I mean FUCK even I wasn’t as upset as I should have been when evil Mundy killed that bounty hunter. I was just frustrated if anything and I chalked it up to “Ehhh I guess that is the risk of what happens when you hunt someone down”... What the fuck? What’s wrong with me?! That’s far too casual of a way to look at life. Sure that person was trying to hunt me down and possibly kill or capture me but we never got a chance to know why they were doing it? What if they too were starving and completing my bounty would have been the surefire way for them to get the currency they needed to have their next meal? Or maybe they needed to be able to purchase clothes for their kids so that they wouldn’t have to risk their own life just to be able to walk outside and see the sun? See what I mean… These are all thoughts that should have entered my head when it happened but they didn’t and I feel wrong because of it… I should feel wrong about it. People matter. Their lives are important and there are so many stories that I am not able to learn anymore because of the way their tales have been stolen away from them or cut short with every hazard out there in this hellscape…

I think I miss being held. It’s hard to make proper connections here with everyone so focused on survival, there aren’t a lot of opportunities to just hold each other and laugh until the stars come out and are soon chased away by the bright, lively warmth of the sun. Maybe I need to reach out to someone properly…I guess I could check in with Jaxzo? I know she definitely had a rough day with everything we went through and she also knows far more about this whole LaCroix group than I ever could hope to know through my own sources… That’s what I’ll do. I’ll go check in with Jaxzo. Thanks for helping me, Journal. I should really come up with a proper name for you. Feels improper to just kind of assume you don’t have one. I mean, you absolutely have a tale of your own right? Who made you? Who crafted the pages that I am currently writing my heart onto and who bound them all together to allow for such an exploration of thoughts? I don’t know yet, but I hope to find out! So please know that you are important to me, Journal. I love you. I love the people of Ravel. I love the people of Håpe. I love many a soul and I hope I get the chance to meet as many as I can in this short amount of time in the world that I have.

See you later, LUV *the ending signature is followed by a wonderful hand drawn heart that comes off of the V, much like her signatures on the completed bounties.*"

Languages

Common, Gnomish, and Elvish

Luv learned both Gnomish and Elvish from their parent's as they viewed any form of communication of great importance throughout the land.

RP

CHASING THROUGH THE STREETS

During one of their times of ravenous animal form, Ilan ran out onto the streets of Ravel and was unable to find their quarry. In sorrow, they went back to their lodgings and saw Luv there waiting for them. This is their conversation...

LUV: "Illan, are you okay? I tried to find you but you were no where near. Did something happen? Do you need anything to help?"

ILLAN: "*She stumbles inside, eyes glazed over*. ...you should have locked the door...you would all be safe, then..."

LUV: "*Luv scrounges up a blanket and some food* "That is a very good point...but with the door locked I wouldn't have been able to see your wonderful face" *Luv smiles and sets them down near Ilan incase she would like*"

ILLAN: "*as Illan sits, she glances towards Luv, a ghost of a smirk touching the corners of her mouth* ...you can convince stone to move before you, Velosken, but...my face should not be the last thing you see...*Illan shudders an aching breath before noticing the food. She pounces and begins devouring the rations*.

They then sat in silence as Luv watched on to this magnificent figure and had her heart ache as she pondered on options to help.

"MISSING YOUR GUIDANCE"

After a long night of providing warmth to whoever she can and occasionally receiving threats of violence, Luv finally heads back to Windows Of The Soul and falls onto her uncovered bed (she has given all blankets/sheets away to those in need). She tries for a moment to just let the silence take over her mind and guide her to rest but she knows that it's not going to be possible... it's still there. THAT feeling. It sits right there just on top of her gut, always weighing deeply into her every fiber.

"YOU'RE NOT DOING ENOUGH". It rises in her body, now compressing her chest. "YOU LET THOSE ONOS DIE." It tightens further, restricting her breath. "WHY DO YOU EVEN TRY, YOU NO-FACE?". She can no longer breathe. "YOU CAN'T REST. EVERY DEATH RIGHT NOW IS ON YOU. MAYBE THEY SHOULD HUNT YOU DOWN. ATLEAST THEN YOU'D BE OF USE". It rises further and now she can't even get the decency to swallow it down. Please...Please free her from it...but it won't. She attempt to swallow once more and the feeling races in a blinding speed up to cripple her mind..."YOU ABANDONED THEM. YOU ABANDONED HAPE. THEY WERE YOUR PEOPLE, YOUR LOVED ONES, YOUR EXISTENCE. NOW YOU KILL YOURSELF TO TRY AND MAKE UP FOR THAT. TO MAKE UP FOR YOUR COWARDICE. MAYBE THE FREEZE SHOULD HIT THEM SO THAT THEY NEVER KNOW HOW MANY YOU HURT WITH YOUR WEAK PRESENCE AND YOUR DISGUSTING INABILITY TO KEEP YOUR WORD" The thoughts are now overwhelming and she wails in agony as though it is the only way to release these tortures out so that they atleast have a presence outside of her own mind.

Usually Luv is openly one to enjoy speaking and knowing that she is heard but right now that same ability is hampered as speaking feels like tearing yourself through hellish shrapnel || "I............     .I'm........so...    ..... ...       ..  SORRY"

There is a quiet echo of this all throughout the building as a feeling of sorrow creeps into the lights and turns them into shadows along the walls...Luv is lost. Sure she's felt sadness before but it's never outwardly hit like this. She's been so angry lately, so frustrated, so hopeful, and yet so hopeless. Every paradox choosing to take over and blend themselves together into a cacophony of emotion

After awhile, there is a moment of much needed silence as Luv gathers what remains of her psyche, a quill, ink, and some parchment to begin writing a letter...

"Dear Vix & Iri,

How are you doing? Are you okay? Any new updates on how everyone is doing? I'm not doing okay. I feel detached from any of the ideals I was chasing. I thought when I left Håpe that I'd find all new adventures out here and be able to help people. Help them with my powers, with my strength, with my determination, and with my presence; just like you taught me too. (though you taught me so that I'd help out those in Håpe) But I don't think I'm doing it right...

I made a promise to people that I would be there for them...but I wasn't and many of them died because of it. I try to tell myself that there was nothing I could have done because I have also been helping to keep others alive but the guilt still sits with me... Their faces are etched into my mind and it's like they have tattooed themselves onto my own eyelids...I haven't been sleeping. I tell myself it's because I need to be awake to help everyone and I know that that is true but I also know that it's because I hate seeing their faces. I hate knowing I made a promise and couldn't keep it. You raised me better than to do that...

I write and I feel all this but I know that even this isn't the reason why I am writing to you now. I am writing to you because I miss you. How FUCKING selfish is that?? Here I am feeling the guilt of betraying someone's trust and allowing them to die on my own watch and yet all I can do is think about you. To think about my parents and how you raised me to solve people's problems with words but also hold your own in times of conflict. About Forgo and how we would act the heroic tale of Rivan...how we would hold each other and look at the stars. About Klick and how we ran from Hari after drawing a bunny face on his boots...about our first kiss shortly after that... It's all so distracting and SO GODDAMN SELFISH. WHY AM I THINKING OF THIS ALL??? THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO NEED HELP??

I don't know anymore...I don't know what I am trying to do...

Some people here call me a hero and others call me a monster...I can't tell which one is the most truthful...Is that wrong? I think I need to go back out there and help...sleep can wait. I don't know if I can even send this anyway with the big goddamn frozen oceans so now I've just wasted valuable time writing when I could have been out there saving someone's life... See what I mean by selfish? I'm sorry. I love you and I miss you. If you get this somehow, please tell everyone I am thinking of them.

Missing your guidance,

Blueberry/Luv"

Luv signs the sodden, tear-filled letter and closes it in an envelope that she hopes to send off somehow...who knows if that's even possible anymore though.

Powers and Abilities

• Elemental Resilience: Due to Luv's elementalist abilities, she suffers no damage from natural extremes of heat/cold and half damage from magical sources of those types.
• Elemental Blast: Luv can hurl an element of any kind she deems fitting to either knock out a hostile or create an exciting show for others to watch/partake in.
• Harbinger's Face: Being a changeling, Luv is able to change their appearance at will.

• Henchkeeper: Has a henchman named Throk

Attacks and Weapons 

• Short Sword: Not Luv's ideal weapon but one that they keep on their person incase they no longer have access to their magic and have no way to talk their way out of a situation.
• Small Shield: Luv's preferred way of defense in dire situations

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TIMELINE

Key	BG	Bold & Underlined Names
	Before Game	Important NPCs & PC

29BG (437 PR)

• Luv is born in a small community town on Isonhound called Håpe
  • They are born to the loving changeling family of Vix & Iri
  • Håpe is a community of changelings formed after many were forced to flee from their original home of Black Hollow due to it’s torching by the citizens of Goldcrest
    • Many of the changelings work together to raise their young, hunt, care, entertain, build, love, etc.
    • The community is hidden away from any groups not changeling and purposefully tries to keep it that way.
• A couple of villagers are a bit surprised by her blue-ish skin but the initial surprise wears off pretty quickly due the rapid acceptance throughout the community.

28BG-15BG (451 PR)

• Throughout the years Luv befriends multiple of their peers:
  • Forgo: a primarily male-presenting changeling, who prefers his pale moss covered human persona.
    • Known for his obsession with the history of other personas. He has a particular fondness for the tales of one known as “Rivan” (mainly due to the name being attached to many heroic acts but having it’s use tragically be cut off after the Black Hollow burning).
    • Luv befriended him when she found him in the forest rushing back and forth between reading a history book and acting out the characters. She helped make the process easier by taking turns reading/acting.
    • Their friendship usually consists of hangouts where they talk about changeling history, interview elder changelings, and play pretend.
  • Klick: primarily female-presenting changeling who prefers to be in the persona of a half tiefling / half kenku being.
    • Known for her troublesome nature. Takes a great amount of enjoyment from playing harmless pranks on others and trying to see how long she can pretend to be other children before their parents notice. Occasionally breaks into other people’s homes to place her carvings.
    • Luv befriended her when she found Klick impersonating her to ask out someone that Klick liked. Luv found the whole thing amusing and asked Klick why she would do that when she was already stunning as is.
    • Their friendship consists of high speed flees from frustrated village folk, daring each other to step out of their comfort zones, discussing fun hypotheticals, and creating unique wooden carvings.

8BG (458 PR)

• Frustrated by their village’s unwillingness to adapt to the world and allow new personas/ stories/ ideas to enter, Luv decides it’s best to leave her home behind her and start a new life elsewhere.

7BG - 3BG (463 PR)

• Luv makes her way to the landmass of Osugbo and goes from town to town in failed attempts to make lasting connections.
• Luv is near giving up when she comes across an overgrown shack in the wilderness that houses a shifter named Healer
  • Healer joyfully lets Luv crash in his house for a few months while she rests and regains her mission’s determination
    • In this time, Luv learns of Healer’s history as a weapon of war and how he had been heavily damaged when he stumbled across a tree stump and shut down. From there he was awoken by a wonderful changeling boy named Von, who had nursed him back to life.
    • Luv gains a bigger realization of how destructive wars can be based off of Healer’s accounts and those of the changelings back home
• After a refreshing time in Healer’s cabin, Luv eventually makes her way to the town of Ravel. Here she chooses to stay for a bit due to the wonderful art community it has fostered.

2BG-GAME (466 PR)

• Luv takes up residence in the nearby courtesan home of Windows Of The Soul
  • Luv gets a bit of a popular name for herself through her unconventional means of connecting to clients through proper conversation, questions, soft intimacy, and kindness.
• With The Freeze now deeply impacting Ravel, Luv takes on the responsibility of ensuring people are well fed, warm, and cared for.