Age: Early 20s
This half-elven woman is of moderate build. Her lips are plump, her eyes are always narrowed in the sunlight and this gives her a childish expression. Her skin bears a constant light blush, and her hair is a pale hue of red. The soft features are however betrayed by a hoarse voice and a language fit for a dwarven pub ...
Belevren has grown up in the mountains of Galdos and Deglos, after she became an orphan at an early age and a dwarven family adopted her. She follows The Battle Lord, Gorethar, and on her part is often followed by various animals, usually a dire boar. "Nae tach da pig!" she warns everyone who approaches the animal.
Rarely she comes to Southern Avlis, but when she does, she always spends more time than planned due to her inborn curiosity and thirst for knowledge.
"Sister Belevren could be described as a cheerful half-elven young lass of moderate build. Her lips were plump, her eyes were always narrowed in the sunlight and this gave her a childish expression. Her skin bore a constant light blush, and her hair was a pale hue of red. The soft features were however betrayed by a hoarse voice and a language fit for a dwarven pub ... "
Belevren grew up in the mountains of Galdos and Deglos. She became an orphan as an infant after her parents died defending a Kurathene fiefdom, and a dwarven family of the Graniteanvil masons who had worked for the fiefdom lord adopted her. Belevren was touched by the Battle Lord Gorethar yet in her maiden years. The young woman worked in the mines with her dwarven family as an equal, but she could often be seen with a book in hand, or playing with her pet dire boar. "Nae tach da pig!" little Belevren would warn everyone who approached the animal.
Her inborn curiosity and thirst for knowledge led her to leave her clan and come to Nutzdagezhesple, eventually settling in Southern Deglos. It was in Bazgamph that Belevren saved a Keeper of the Cycle from the arrows of the lizardfolk soldiers patrolling the Drotid frontier. In exchange for his life, the Keeper told Belevren the tale of the Dwarven Quarter in the distant city of Mikona. This was no fairy tale, but a grim story about the cursed dwarven spirits, victim of Valok's envy, trapped under the foundations of the city of Mikona which they had built with their own hands.
This story moved the young woman so much that she took the travel through war-torn Southern Avlis and into Mikona to become one of the few resident Gorethites in the city at the time. Belevren actively sought to turn the attention of the Order of Gorethar to the cursed dwarven spirits. She would not stop there but also joined the Keepers of the Cycle, in their struggle against all of undeath.
The hard-working lass sought to further her knowledge in the crafts of her adopted dwarven family and joined the Mikona Arms and Armour under the guidance of Ayren Milen. The Arms and Armour Association was also where Belevren found Godloth Mikonar, a humble human priest of Mikon whom she gave her heart to.
After Plague exhausted Southern Avlis and the war ceased, Belevren followed Godloth back to the mountains, to the newly built City of Andrinor - Visimontium. Godloth and Belevren, together with all the migrants from M'chek, were one of those to watch the city grow and aid in all they could with hard work. In the years of the first massive attacks on the City of Andrinor by Drangonari elves, fanatic followers of Angadar, young Belevren fell in defence of the city.
The following words can be read on the memorial plaque in the Gorethar Chapel at the Visimontium Temple District:
Sister Belevren Graniteanvil ~ Initiate, Order of Goretar ~ Dedicated to the Battle Lord and the Light of Law ~ Resident priestess of Visimontium, and Chapel Builder ~ Died defending against the Drangonari attack on Visimontium, Spring of 2154
Fallen in battle, but never forgotten."