To celebrate the 10th Anniversary of EverQuest, we hosted the "Norrath's Timeless Heroes" contest for EverQuest, EverQuest II, EverQuest Online Adventures and Legends of Norrath. Norrathian had this opportunity to show us why they deserved to be one of Norrath's Timeless Heroes!
Congratulations to the Winners of the EverQuest II "Norrath's Timeless Heroes" Contest!
First Place
Citadelli
Guk Server
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| Destroyer of Ordanach Citadelli's superior hunting and tracking skills paid off so well we were able to avoid many vicious plants and other hungry flying creatures that inhabited the area. But then, it was as if by magic, a group of those crusty scaly atrocious winged monsters descended upon us! Before I could even react Citadelli was in action. His Kerran-cat instincts were simply amazing. It was as if fire, lightning, and Tunare's own energy began to emanate from his being. |
Needless to say because Wrenii and I are obviously still here to share this story - Citadelli slew those foul beasts with such grace and cunning, we continued on to rescue the archeologist. Through these actions I too actually felt like a valiant hero! That is what I cherish about the times spent adventuring with Citadelli. Sure he was one of the original members of Timeless who were there to slay Ordanach and protect Antonica from the destruction such a powerful being could have bestowed upon our beautiful homeland. But even more intense is how he makes me and others feel about themselves when he's there. While he is obviously not the most powerful and strongest mortal I've had the privilege to walk with, he is humble, caring, energetic, and he inspires me to be half the hero he unwittingly is."
The Full Story of The Hunter, Citadelli, Destroyer of Ordanach
"I am Griblit, a fury Froglok seasoned to 50. But I am here to talk about my best friend. His name is Citadelli. We are in the magnificent guild the "Timeless". Citadelli is an usual cat. He's not the most powerful guy, wandering the woods, and he's content with that. He doesn't have the kind of gear or spells that cost him millions of platinum. Citadelli is a true Ranger of Tunare that seeks diligently to end the corruption plaguing Norrath, in order to make it a more peaceful and beautiful world.
"But this is not why I think Citadelli is a true hero of Norrath. Despite worldly distractions, he is a just plain and honestly a nice guy that is always willing to aid a friend. I am a simple frog. I like to adventure from time to time, but my true passion lies in painting. I don't go out and see the world the way many others do, and that's ok with me. I enjoy life the way I believe my Goddess Tunare intended. I am thankful for all the valiant hero's out there who have sustained our world making this possible, and feel fortunate that I, a humble little healer, get to rub shoulders with such amazing hero's that stride the halls of the Timeless guildhall.
"I was walking the streets of Qeynos when I was approached by a fellow Froglok that told me about the outer realm, where other Frogloks had been imprisoned by some dragon people named "Scaleborn" something or others. I was so excited I got a bard friend named Wrenii to go with me of about the same age and skill. In my preparations I told Citadelli of my bold endeavor. He silently nodded and looked over me and asked if he could accompany me and my companion. Through all of the adventures I've done with him, he's always been an exceptional mentor, and this time was no different. I don't think I could have even made it through my 20th season of becoming a Fury without his patience and support for all of the inept aptitude I've shown towards adventure!
"He led the way to the Tenebrous Tangle and we were quickly working to save captive Frogloks. I will never forget my first experience of setting my webbed foot in the Kingdom of Sky. It was such an amazing experience, incomparable to anything my wildest imaginations could ever conceive. The sky was wild, angry, and even had a different arc to it. The moon of Luclin was so vibrant and close I felt almost as if I could reach out to grab it. I could see from the occasional glance of Citadelli towards the shattered moon and that there was a certain amount of remorse and distant kinship that gave him extra energy and vigor against allowing that sort of destruction to happen again if he had any say in it.
"After the most harrowing dive - literally off the side of a cliff to plummet to my suspected doom, we landed in a pond on another floating island hundreds of feet below us. Without the confidence of Citadelli I would never have had the courage to take such a plunge. Man what a rush! After talking to some other refugees, we were off to save the captives of the vicious dragon like creatures. My nervousness was instantly dispelled by the fact we had to ride an actual cloud to get back from where we nearly plummeted to our deaths!
"Citadelli's superior hunting and tracking skills paid off so well we were able to avoid many vicious plants and other hungry flying creatures that inhabited the area. But then, it was as if by magic, a group of those crusty scaly atrocious winged monsters descended upon us! Before I could even react Citadelli was in action. His Kerran-cat instincts were simply amazing. It was as if fire, lightning, and Tunare's own energy began to emanate from his being. Needless to say because Wrenii and I are obviously still here to share this story - Citadelli slew those foul beasts with such grace and cunning, we continued on to rescue the archeologist. Through these actions I too actually felt like a valiant hero! That is what I cherish about the times spent adventuring with Citadelli. Sure he was one of the original members of Timeless who were there to slay Ordanach and protect Antonica from the destruction such a powerful being could have bestowed upon our beautiful homeland. But even more intense is how he makes me and others feel about themselves when he's there. While he is obviously not the most powerful and strongest mortal I've had the privilege to walk with, he is humble, caring, energetic, and he inspires me to be half the hero he unwittingly is."
Second Place
(Alphabetical Order)Bramdar
Najena Server
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| The Hand of Hatred Bramdar T'Zareth grew up in Neriak under the wing of Loveal S'Nez. He learned the ways of the shadow knight in an unusual way – he was taught to use his own emotions to his advantage, and to draw out the hatred in others in order to destroy them. |
After becoming a full member of The Dead, Bramdar wasted no time in making a name for himself. He retrieved the legendary Dark Reaver from a fallen knight in Kunark. He recovered the Thex Mallet from the vaults of Befallen, securing the Thex line for Queen Cristanos. He discovered the lost secrets of Darkforge armor and returned them to The Dead. And he secured the trust of the Iksar of Cabilis, earning the fabled Greenmist.
But unbeknownst to his allies, Bramdar's efforts were in furtherance of a mission from The Father himself. In Kunark he sought the daughter of Degarran Kixl, but she destroyed herself in an unbelievable display of power. After spending years searching for another necromancer, she vanished before his eyes. Dedicated to his mission, Bramdar followed her the only way he could – in a spectacular betrayal of Neriak he stormed the heavily protected vault of the Scroll of G'Han, and after sustaining critical injuries he touched the scroll and was apparently destroyed.
However, Bramdar would not die so easily. He found himself thrown nearly 500 years into the future – into a Norrath vastly different than the one he had known, where his connection to the powers of hatred has been severed. In this new world, Bramdar must attempt to make sense of his situation. How did he come to be here, and why? And what of his mission – would he still be able to fulfill his duty to Innoruuk without the guidance of his mentor? Only time will tell...
Crabbok
The Bazaar Server
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| Avenging the Crabs of Jarsath The Yha-lei of Jarsath Wastes has been killing far too many crabs. Though I am a kerra, I must defend the crabs, due to my name being Crabbok. This is an image of me bruising the wretched fishy beasts on the Jarsath Wastes beach. I actually did earn the title "Destroyer of Yha-Lei!" |
Elquinjena
Antonia Bayle Server
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| Love's Last Arrow Elquinjena stood and looked out beyond the waters at the Qeynos Harbor docks. Her eyes focused along the distance horizon, as if she might see beyond, to a time long past. Back before the wars, the shattering, over 500 years to a time when love burned her soul and overflowed her heart with joy. Without warning, he was snatched away from her. In a furry of hate, she stormed the Plane of Growth to demand answers from Tunare, but Tunare would not give her any. She give her time, time to stay alive and watch for his return. |
Time! She sneered. Time had allowed her to live though the bloodshed, the cries of the dying, the screams of the living for the dead. To watch forests burn and the land be swallowed by the seas.
She closed her eyes to block out these memories as she reached back to her quiver to pull out a carefully wrapped bundle. The wrapping fell away, exposing a gleaming silver arrow.
Nocking the arrow, Elquinjena drew the bow back with all her strength, pointing it the skies. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as the pain of lost and longing throbbed through her.
She held it there even as the cord cut through her fingers, blood dripping to the boards at her feet. Finally she released it, crying out his name as the arrow soared beyond sight. "Jethal!"
Out beyond the discovered lands, the silver arrow soared. Finding its target and driving its self deep into a old and ancient tree. The land shook as the tree spilt in to, releasing a male wood elf from a long and troubled dream. Falling to the ground he began to tremble. Taking a long breath, he pushed up off the damp ground, his voice ringing in the still air, "Elquinjena! I LIVE!"
Enna
Antonia Bayle Server
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| Prayer of the Righteous In old Norrath, Enna loved doing good for the joy of doing right. She aided newcomers, who'd not yet learned their way. She created items to sell inexpensively, and slew a few hostile dragons. No armies, and few groups, desired her. Most thought her principles an encumbrance, for she refused to attack any creature lacking hostile intent. |
Frustrated by the mercenary hearts of her peers, and growing lonely, she drew her flaming sword and began praying. As she besought her Lord, she was surrounded by a bright mist and felt a wind blowing on her. Her armor rusted away; her holy sword was wrenched from her grasp. Suddenly dizzy, she fell into the bright mist. After a long drop, she splashed into the ocean wearing only rags.
She swam to shore, and was greeted by a tall, handsome feline. He quickly introduced himself as a Kerran who holds high rank among Queen Antonia Bayle's retainers. Enna was astonished, for it seemed her prayer had moved her 500 years forward in time! As a faithful Paladin of Marr, she was dismayed that the arch-fiend Lucan still reigned in her home city of Freeport. She readily took up arms in the name of Qeynos.
Enna learned new blacksmithing skills and became a certified Master Armorer. Almost daily, she wanders about Norrath, setting right what has gone wrong wherever she can -- regardless of whether there is hope of treasure.
Enna constantly seeks opportunities to lend a hand, hammer, blade or a kind word where needed. Though she may never be among the wealthy or famous, she has stayed true to her principles - without judging others too weak to do the same. She still wields her weapons in assistance of the weak more often than in company with the strong.
Nahdia
Najena Server
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| The Blade Singer I have crawled through the deepest corners of the darkest dungeons, I have slain the mightiest of beasts. I sing the most beautiful melodies, to imbue my comrades with the greatest of powers. I shriek with the shrill tones that pierce through the very souls of my enemies. I am Nahdia, the Blade Singer. Hear the chime of my blades, a deadly melody that will fill your heart with panic... |
Ryusaru Oceanheart
Antonia Bayle Server
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| A moment with Lucan D'Lere A champion pathfinder and swashbuckler maestro, Ryusaru Oceanheart has triumphed across Norrath. Quenching his thirst for victory over seemingly impossible quests, he takes a moment here to brandish his Qeynos Claymore in front of Overlord Lucan D'Lere. |
Saisha Seke'Olath
Antonia Bayle
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| The Enchantress Saisha Seke'Olath is of an old bloodline from the city of Neriak. She was raised there betrothed to a man named Illidin Seke'Olath. She was married shortly before the fall of Neriak. While outside the confines of the city celebrating their marriage it fell; leaving them doomed to stay in the hostile city of Freeport. She is now pleased that her city is restored to it's glory with the Queen's own hand. Her husband now lost to her in their journeys in the Deserts of Ro she looks to fill the hole left in her life by his absence. She enjoys most of her time now roaming Norrath looking for increasingly more challenging prey. Obsessed with being the most talented Enchantress that Norrath has ever seen. Most will at some point fall into her web of mind tricks and enchantments. |
Having defeated all there was to conquer in the lands of Kunark she has turned her eyes to the things of the Void that have begun to infest Norrath. Traveling with her companions from Soulforged she has begun a new journey into the Void. Battling tirelessly they have progressed into the deepest corners of The Palace of the Ancient One, Yekesha's Inner Stronghold, The Tombs of the Mad Crusader, and of Zarrakon's Abyssal Chamber. She still seeks her challenges and has begun to turn her attentions to the Gods' Avatars themselves.
Here is Saisha depicted using her mesmerizing tactics. The background displays Zarrakon's Abyssal Chamber which she and her guild have already conquered. Being a intricate part of the main group of adventurers in their raids she has solidified her place in these ventures.
Sucuri
Butcherblock Server
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| Shattered Soul When the moon shattered and began to fall upon Norrath none of us knew what the misfortune would bring. Even at the time I was unaware what was about to happen to me. The moment of the explosion the angry and unforgiving spirits of the Vha Shir began falling upon Norrath as well. All of them were seeking an outlet to aid them in their retribution. Unwillingly on my part most of them came to me. There screams echoed my dreams. They begged me to find there fallen brethren and bring them back to Luclin for revenge. The moment the spirits came to me I later found out it granted me a very long life, perhaps so I could finish my mission. |
So I began this task, seeking those who fell, and destroying the corrupted host they possessed. Seems when the spirit entered a host of lesser intelligence it drove them insane quickly. I thought myself powerful for being able to withstand so many hostile spirits at once where others who just held one became twisted over night. However over the years the corruption from the vengeful spirits changed my form to a creature of nightmares. I am unsure of the time I have left before the madness consumes me as well. I do know I will always strive to find the lost spirits, unite them, and then take them back to their home lands and right the wrongs that had happened there so long ago before this might happen to me.
Most look upon Luclin in sadness, I look up and see a chance to fix a past mistake and the hope for a future for the Vah Shir. I am unsure what will happen to me after I complete this, but I know it will help others.
Valeric
Everfrost
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| Humble Beginning, Higher Calling It all began on a simple farmstead in Antonica outside the city of Qeynos when Valeric was just a small boy. His parents were poor so Valeric was unable to attend school to learn to read and write. His clothes were usually patched together and he never even owned a pair of shoes. Even in Antonica there were dangers about so Valeric stayed close to the farm all the way into his teenage years. One day, the day before his 14th birthday, Valeric was in the gardens on hands and knees digging up turnips. The day was like most any other during this time of year, the sunshine was warm and the earth smelled fertile. Out of nowhere a wind began to stir and the animals both on the farm and in the woods nearby grew silent. As Valeric looked about, a shaft of golden light shone down all around him. He was transfixed by its dancing brilliance and gazed upward into the sky as a deep, noble voice resonated from the source of the light. What was said that day is something Valeric keeps to himself, but it was a life changing experience for him. The evidence of such change came by his striking white hair, even at a very young age. Over time, he learned to read and write as well as the skills of martial combat. He also pledged his devotion to the God of Valor, Mithaniel Marr and became one of his Paladins. Valeric formed an order called the Bloodforged Legacy and many assembled by his side to quell the forces of evil. Walking the marble halls this order established, Valeric often thinks of the divine encounter a grubby little farm boy once had and with tears streaming down his face, smiles broadly. |
