Captain Calia

Captain Calia


Calia is the captain of the guard in Port O. Like most elves who make up the largest portion of the port's inhabits, she was once a slave.

Despite the poor treatment from her human masters long ago, she holds no ill will toward humanity as a whole, and gets along with the few humans that call the port home. That said, she refuses to set foot into the human strong hold of Blue Cliff.

Life in Port O is quiet for the most part. There is a trade agreement with Blue Cliff that keeps peace between the two. A few drunken brawls at the local tavern tends to be the largest concern of the guards.

Though lately something stirs in the Forbidden Forest. Some locals claim beasts are going to come and devour them all if a wall isn't constructed soon. Calia considers these claims to be utter nonsense. After all, she knows of several Tenchi living in the forest, and they've made no mention of the beasts.

Calia spends what little free time she has with her best friend, rather only friend, the magic shop keeper Arriana. They've been friends since childhood. Of course most of Cali's free time is late at night, when Arri is normally shit-face drunk or worse. Tonight was no exception.

"What do you mean you were talking to the mirror bitch? You were talking to yourself?" Cali was giving Arri the same puzzled look she used every time the subject got too deep into spell craft.

Arri just laughed as she took another shot. The two of them sitting on the floor in her loft, as usual her pants were no where to be found.

"No no, silly, the mirror was being used as a form of projection. The creepy bitch has contacted me several times in the past looking for information on binding spells and such." Arri suddenly burst into the laughter of a lunatic as she feel over backward. "As if anyone could cast binding! Not only is it complicated as all hell, but you'd have to be as powerful as a Goddess to..."

Cali watched as her friends face turned deadly serious and rather pale. "What is it? Don't get all spooky on me now!"

"I forgot where I was going with that. Sorry, heh, at least the creepy bitch paid well, hence the fine drinks of this evening." Arri poured new shots for the pair.

Cali sipped at hers. The room was starting to misbehave as it had a tendency to do during these late night visits. Her face felt like it was going to burn off. "You, the way you trailed off, had me thinking it was the end of the world...bitch." She said playfully sticking her tongue out.

Arri bit her lip in a wicked grin. "Careful, I might just bite that tasty tongue of yours." She was always a flirty drunk. They both laughed. Cali always laughed off her advances...when they were drinking.

This night of drinking would end just as all the others had, the pair passed out, usually on the floor. The captain of the guard couldn't be seen stumbling home drunk off her ass after all.

She'd sleep it off, cook breakfast in the morning, though Arri would be a useless mass until the food was ready. Then head home and get ready for another long day of paperwork and such.