Enloa Talatra

CHARACTERISTICS

Enloa is known to have shorter, more ashy hair than his brothers. His most defining feature is his hot pink left eye which was a birth defect that doesn't impact him today. His right eye is the same golden amber eye color as the rest of his family. His black netherite horns are a bit shorter than his brother Enzohh’s.

Enloa Journal Entry #1
Ever since I can remember I was the outsider of the family. My father always drifted towards me to keep me out of trouble. I only really got along with my brother Karlo who was the meetiator in the family. From a young age my father taught me sword skills. I was slowly being forged into something no one could control. By the time I was a crisp 10000 years old which is only about 10 for humans I was considered one of the greatest warriors in the nether. I joined the Demon Watch around that time and who knew that’s what would get me landed here. It was supposed to be a normal patrol. Nothing unusual. I was built to never ask questions and I had no idea what was behind the huge gates we guarded. All I knew was I didn’t want it escaping. I was nothing special to my family. The middle brother, not the heir, no special ability, nothing. I guess I had spaced out because someone grabbed me by my shoulder and started pulling me towards the gate.

“What Th-“

“The seal is fading, if we do not act immediately it will break free”

My brother Enzohh stands by the seal area along with my father and they appear to be performing a demonic ritual. Enzohh was always good with that stuff.

“It’s not gonna be enough!”

Demons rush all around me. The doors start to crack open on. All I see behind that gate, I can’t even describe it. A claw the size of a building shoots through the gate and pierces straight through my fathers heart.

“Dad!”

I hold him dying in my arms. Enzohh however looks even more determined to close these gates than ever.

“Full Ooaka death seal”

I hear him mutter. 2 big seals shoot to each side of the door.

“By the power invested in me by the gods above, please let this work”

Says Enzohh in a rushed voice as I’m huddling over my father. A sprint shoots across connecting the 2 seals. Another claw comes racing at us trying desperately to stop my brother. But whatever that thing was, it was too slow. The seals finalize and in a circular pattern line the doors, sealing them. I’ve never been fond of Enzohh but at this moment something clicked inside me. Something to make me want to become even stronger emerged. For my father. I’d come too far by that point to turn back after what I saw that night. I’m sure my story has been heard 100s of times. Big strong warrior on a journey but I’m trying my hardest to make something of this situation. The following days were just blurs. Funerals, crownings, rituals. Most of it I just spent in my room. The only one of the brothers strong enough to attend was Karlo of course. Our sisters… I don’t even know what they did. Most of the food that was brought to me I just picked at. I didn’t have much of an appetite. I guess now I should explain the inter dimensional gateway. Basically there’s this room in the castle where Enzohh can use his special multiversal void demon power thingy to open portals to other worlds. I wasn’t as lucky to have some kind of power thing. By this time I had really given thought. This thing that is trapped behind the gates. What I witnessed beyond those gates cannot be here. It must be ended. I spoke with Enzohh and he told me of where he goes to escape from our world. The worlds of Rathnir and Eldham and the nation of Lorent. Eldham. It's a quiet area for the time being, he tells me. And so with the dream of defeating this monster from beyond and needing training to do so, I cross the bridge to the world of Eldham.

Enloa Journal Entry #6
I’m known for the scars that run across my face. Sometimes I wonder if it’s been worth it. To be known from suffering and pain. Most people in my family are known for caring. And I’m the one that’s not supposed to care about the average human life. To follow my orders no matter the consequences. My shack isn’t much but it’s home. A simple wooden hut with a fireplace to keep me warm. A small bed and a few chests with my things. I spend my days fishing and picking berries in the grove. And then I train. I find bamboo poles to practice my sword with. I don’t take pride in killing things but what has to be done to feed the world its cruelty is a dedication I cannot release. My purpose from the day I arrived in Eldham and the day I awoke from my own birth. My first breath was long and deep and long past me. Every night I sit atop the hills that surround my shack and watch the sun fall as my people have before me. My hot pink eye shines bright in the dying light. I sling my pack over my shoulders and throw some crumbs from my meal to the birds nearby. They chirp in excitement and struggle towards the bread. I turn and walk back to the shack in my mind thinking of the haiku I could write about the birds chirps.

Cries of cheer

To coexist together

Two things alone

I swing open the front door and hang my coat from the knife on the wall. Out of the corner of my eye I notice the letter. Red nether paper with the black Talatra crest waxed onto it.

Middle Brother
Enloa,

My little brother. I’m glad you have found yourself a purpose following the death of father. I know we have been writing back and forth for a while now but I must provide you with news. Mother is deathly Ill. I have been crowned King of The Nether and Warden of Helloria. You do not need to return from your training as of now but I will write with updates. I’m sorry, young brother.

Much Love, Enzohh

Retribution calls to me. I seem to continue to keep on falling to a shadow. Beaten down. But by now they’ve forged me into something with no care for average life. My scars from my complexity that I resume. I think of my mother, though she never had as much care with me as Enzohh and Karlo. I loved her. And I’m not even going to see her again.

Mother

Father

Enzohh

Karlo

Eniya

Daratia

Soyana

Me…

House Talatra. The Familiar strangers that raised me. When their hearts turned to ash I could barely recognize their faces. I could really use some of Enzohhs comforting Egg Rolls and a George’s Fire Liquor right about now. But sulking will not continue. I dress down to near nothing and climb into my bed. Praying something will change in myself.

Enloa Journal Entry #7
When I awaken the next morning I know what should happen. I will travel to Rathnir and visit my brother. I slowly open the small box on my desk and grab the flask that contains a small amount of pink liquid. I carefully pour it into my morning tea and drink. Quickly I feel myself sink into the floor. Just like the time I came here first I dive into the ground and eventually shoot through and back up the airy void of nothing. I Rocket up and splinter straight through the wooden floor. I rest my body on the hardwood floor of the second story for a few minutes. When I get to my feet I read the sign that says ‘Grizzly Bear Bar’ by the door. I exit the strange building while walking past shocked customers and rude to the ground level of the plain desert. I find my map of Rathnir and figure the way to The Lorent. The home of my brother awaits.

I carry gold on me mined from the nether and somehow is expected here. From the small nation of Borhammar I boarded the boat headed through the ice plains to Sørligste. My hands run along the dark oak railing of the ship. I am used to rougher waters on the lava rivers of helloria and my journey lasts a couple days. Early in the morning I hear shouts from the top deck.

“Pirat-“

Then just a loud explosion. I grab my saber and light armor and ride to the deck. A neighboring boat on the port side armed with cannons begins firing. They rock the side of the ship and I know it will surely sink. I jump to the large ice cap that lies nearby. I continue running along these caps with arrows flying at me. Eventually I draw my own bow from the side of my pack and fire a quick arrow into one pirate's jaw. I double back and find the small dingy at the side of the boat. I rush to throw my pack inside and I start rowing. Luckily my upper body strength is in check so I make it a few hundred yards before I safely look back. I turn to see my ferry crash straight into the pirate ship and the whole thing explodes. I continue my rowing as best I can. Only a day or so later I will rest my head with Enzohh.

Once I hit shore I take account of the archers placed around a build site. I walk towards them and they draw their bows. I unclip my saber from my hilt and toss it over.

“I come in peace!”

I yell across the field. They lower their bows and allow me through to the building area. It appears to be a large blackstone and deep slate bridge that crosses into where a castle will go. One figure sitting atop the bridge catches my eye. Digging into a few carrots seemingly in a lunch break.

“Greetings, I seek Enzohh Talatra. Who might you be?”

I try to stay as calm and serious as possible in this time of pure chaos in Rathnir.

“I’m Faern, my friends call me Faern, and you can call me Faern”

She says through a few bricks being placed.

“If you're looking for Enzohh he’ll be a couple towns over in Nîmes”.

She Calls down while she carries some deep slate to the other side.

“Thanks, uh Faern!”

“Yeah!, stop by Lumaire again sometime will ya?!”

He shouts getting quieter and quieter as she passes to where she’s working.

“Huh she was kind”

I say this while I start at the metro station in Lumaire. I drop down onto the ice boat path and find the sign that says to Nîmes. I get my boat and start on my quick journey over to Nîmes

Enloa Journal Entry #8
I sit at Enzohh’s large table in his chateau. He has prepared me a cup of tea and some egg rolls with nether berries on top of it. Delicious. I tell him of the pirates and he tells me I was passing through the pirate dominion of Tortuga and that was to be expected. I told him about the woman I met in Lumaire and he told me about Faern. The Lutheress of Lorent. She seems like a good friend to him. But the good things have to end and we are presented with the subject of cracking my skull thinking about. Mother. He tells me of the second letter I am sure to find back in my shack by now. It was to inform me of her official death. He shows me the crown our mother wore most of our life and puts it on his head. Its gold, diamonds, and netherite shine beautifully on the crisp spring day. Even with the divots the big dark oak table seems perfect, almost like life from the outside. The trees blow and the leaves twist in the wind. It’s peaceful. The outside shows me what my mother always wanted to see in the nether. A better realm. A better Existence. In the mornings I continue my training behind the chateau. The bamboo shoots break in a perfect straight line. I know soon I must return to Eldham but for now I bask in the kindness of my Existence. I choose to write a letter.

Awaken My Love
Dalia

My love, it’s been so long since I’ve seen you in person. My training continues in harsh environments. But I want you to know I’ve been thinking of you. If you mind and soul and feel when I’m around you. You know how much I enjoy my poetry and I wrote a haiku about you and for you.

The water is pure

The voice sings songs

Her body dances

I still miss you and I swear I’ll return to you. But for now I have to continue in my journey of vengeance for my father. You know how much he meant to me. He was there when I first met you. That sulky day. When you brought a letter to the palace. I knew from that moment I’d love you forever.

Enloa

The letter really helped to clear my mind. Thinking of what I still have back home, made me sad yet proud of my people. I know Enzohh will be an amazing leader. I think all my brothers and sisters had the same thought but now I believe I’m Enzohh. Enzohh has refined his abilities and captured the image of inner peace. It needs more work but with a bit more time Enzohh can be one of the greatest kings Demonias ever seen. Mother and Father would be proud of the man he has become. I notice him trapping his day, happy or sad, in a journal every night. I’ve tried taking a look at it while he’s out but his dog, Barfis, continues to protect it. During the days when he is home Enzohh, his grandmas Jean and Aerith, his son Alex and I listen to music and eat demonian food from Enzohh’s restaurant. I can tell this new family that Enzohh has become a part of has supported him and let him bloom and flourish. Enzohh becomes more like a fine written haiku everyday

The warrior is calm

His blade is fine tipped

He sits all alone

I’ve written haikus about my family at different times of their lives and my life. But from observing Enzohh over these 2 weeks I’ve written some of my finest yet. He tells me of the weapons he’s enflamed to kill demons. Of course his own knife he calls Tyranny’s End and his friends Anton De Manteau’s Cutlass and Scythe. Karlo or Mother would say this is dangerous but I understand his trust of these people. His love is denied by our family at times. I think it’s a precaution that had to be taken and was gonna be taken eventually. It’ll be okay.

Enloa Journal Entry #10
On the day before I was meant to go home we went to a tournament in the coliseum. It was fun, there was cheese and food and drinks and it was a good time. But I fear I have to return eventually, And eventually has become now. Enzohh gives me a new flask of liquid just in case and sends me back to Eldham. Back to my shack. And just as he predicted the letter I never ended up getting rested just inside the door of my cabin.

While hunting I ran across an injured dog. I had just shot a deer and he was under a tree nearby. I first heard his whimpering and I went to investigate. It had large scratches down its side which seemed to come from a bear. I brought it and the deer back to my cabin. I fed him part of the deer and nursed his scratches. By now after a nice bath he looks as good as new and he’s become very fond of me. He sleeps next to my bed every night and follows me wherever I go. I call him Giyuu after a character from one of my favorite books of haiku. He’s only a couple years old but he’s very strong. He’ll accompany me in this new world.

I wrote a letter to Faern

Faern How You Are
Dear Faern

My mother, my adopted brother, best friend, father, and now adopted father have perished. Even after I survived the battle of baru saka in the tortugan frozen wasteland my allies grew smaller. However, I write about a few things. Firstly, how's life? Last I knew the Royal wedding happened and I heard it was amazing? Tell about what’s been going on in the Lorent as of late. How’s my brother Enzohh? There isn’t much out in these Barron woods other than me and Giyuu. You know how much I love my poetry and I wrote a haiku for you

Summoners rift

A void left open

We stand strong

I hope you like it. I wrote it atop the hill near my cabin while picking wild berries. I wish I only wrote of joy but the demonic forge of Demonia was attacked yesterday. Karlo wrote to me about this event. It seems that it is a group of radicals in the underground of Demonia. Only one forge was put out of service for the time being however multiple forge lords were either pushed into the scolding lava in the forge or killed with poison crossbows execution style. They’ve apprehended the people responsible but there is now a forge crisis. I feel as thought this will not last long however because Karlo has begun training 24 new forge masters in the art of the forge. I think Enzohh should know about this and well i need to go get more paper before I can write another letter. I will travel to the Lorent again in a month or 2 to visit, however for the time being I must remain here.

Yours truly, Eno

I spoke with Karlo of this incident. It appears the demonian people are a bit shaken up. I hope this will pass with due time and I do believe the forge crisis will end shortly. I will say even with how lonely it’s gotten it being just me and Giyuu there’s a sense of peace here.