Ellis Gundagan is a PC I play on a Minecraft RP server with my college friends. A traveller from a distant land, Ellis has come to the Overworld to
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Ellis Gundagan is a PC I play on a Minecraft RP server with my college friends. A traveller from a distant land, Ellis has come to the Overworld to
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Ellis is an Enderian, one of the three sentient species native to the End. Like all Enderians, he is quite tall, standing at 2.2 meters in height. Like all Enderians, he has black skin (specifically jet), with the exception of a lightning scar on his right arm, right shoulder, and parts of his chest, which is a pale grey. He has messy, slightly wavy, rust-colored hair, which hangs down to his neck.
His eyes are a light blue, with oval shaped irises roughly twice as tall as they are wide; his sclera are very faintly purple. He has pointed ears which lie flat against the sides of his head, a second pair of canine teeth behind the 'main' set, and can teleport by summoning and throwing ender pearls. His skin, muscles, and (to a lesser extent) internal organs dissolve upon contact with water.
He typically wears a simple arrangement, compiled over years on the Overworld. He wears a beige, hip-length cloak, fastened with a simple bronze broach over his left shoulder, a cream-colored linen shirt, a belt with a few pouches, dark pantaloons, and a pair of boots with significantly varying heights. He wears a fingerless leather glove on his right hand and a small votive necklace (an icon of the Saint of Propagandists) under his shirt.
Like all Enderians, Ellis is very prone to amnesia; he will forget events that happened more than two decades ago almost wholly, relying on a system of journals to keep him "on the same page" as his predecessor selves. Unfortunatly, Ellis lost most of his journals around 50 years ago, leaving him cut off from the first century-and-a-half of his life. Of these times, he only remembers the most indelible of memories, which tend to be the unpleasant ones.
Ellis is very talkative, prone to going on great monologues with little warning. He has a tendancy to speak in a proffesorial style, as though giving an academic lecture, which can be grating to some of those he's trying to talk to.
Ellis has a strong moral compass, with his personal sense of ethics strongly informed by his upbringing in post-Great Inversion Endieran society. To explain the intracaies of this would require much more space than is available, but the main idea is that Enderians live in a near-utopia (or, rather they used to; a massive natural disaster two thousand years ago destroyed most of their high technology, but things are still pretty good), being a pseudo-anarchic society (think the Culture of Iain Banks for a good reference) that places high emphasis on freedom, equality, and "non-judgement" - that is, not attatching ethical weight to any behavior that isn't harmful.
These are all pretty good beliefs to have, so you might expect Ellis to be a well-adjusted person and a competent proponent of his views.
Nope! Unfortunately for him, he has The Issues.
The biggest is perhaps his inabiliy to leave well enough alone or to sit this one out. This is a function of another of his beliefs; that, broadly speaking, one has a duty to take action to change the world for the better. While this is not - in and of itself - a bad or unhealthy idea, the way that Ellis frames it is. Put simply, instead of feeling good when he does something, Ellis feels bad when he doesn't. This really fucks up his ability to make any kind of positive change to the world, on basically any level.
Another one of his Issues is a technocractic tendency to assume he knows all the relevant information going in, which ties into the other legacy of being raised in Enderian society: a bigotry against non-Enderians, though Ellis frames it very differently than most Enderians do.
Enderians, for the most part, believe that, while non-Enderians are in no way worse than Enderians, they are fundamentally different kinds of people who can never be truly understood (and thus empathized with), whose desires can never be comprehended, and that, broadly speaking, they should be left to their own devices to avoid being "contaminated" by Enderian culture - think about the ways that Star Trek's Prime Directive or certain types of nominally left-wing people on social media are bigoted for a good comparision.
A large contributing factor to this belief is the confusion of why no non-Enderian species has reached a near-utopia, or even gotten close, despite the fact that the Enderians were able to do so by 10,000 years ago (The "actual answer" is that the Enderians just got really lucky, and got rid of the most harmful stuff really early). Most Enderians conclude that actually, the Overworlders like being divided up into little tribes which kill eachother, taking orders from lords and clerics, and having half of their children die before the age of five.
Ellis correctly realizes that this is bullshit (which is why he's on the Overworld to begin with), but still believes that the Overworlders should have reached a near-utopia by now; his conclusion is that they are incapable of doing so, due to not knowing how. This feeds back into the aforementioned tendancy to try to be involved with everything; if he isn't involved, then the Overworlders will not be able to fix their own problems, and things will remain bad because he didn't do as much as he could, and then everyone will hate him forever, and they will be correct to do so. He has gotten better at this over the past 180-odd years on the Overworld, but it's still quite an unhealthy viewpoint.
Ellis is (under a real-world system of classification) pansexual, though with a stong preference for men. He has a thing for catboys.
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Ellis was born, as Elisharin Ghunddagan, to his parents (so far unnamed) in the Enderian Court of the Southern Reach. His birthday is September 7th; they were born 201 years before the start of lore, thus (as of writing) making him 204 years old. Showing an aptitude for rhetoric from a young age, they enrolled in the local ordinatory (effectively a philosophy-heavy law school). However, at the age of twenty-two, for reasons that have not yet been revealed, they suddenly dropped out of the ordination program and decamped for the Overworld.
Arriving on the continent of Athelstonland, Ellis soon picked up several customs from the local (mostly Feline) population, such as the local language of Tradespeak (aka English), as well as gender; they were Assigned Male By Felines and have been going with that ever since, mostly to be polite. About forty years later, at the age of 62, Ellis was travelling from Huslstede to Foghaven, across the Sea of Smoke. Ellis and the captain of the vessel he was on, a Feline named Lox, entered into a relationship with eachother, and married two years later. Ellis and Lox lived in Foghaven for a period of eight years, before a conflict involving Lox's infant niece (Quiche) resulted in a sudden and acrimonious seperation.
Ellis left Foghaven and moved east, spending a few years in Badon Hill, the capitiol of what was becoming a great empire. Eventually, he continued his easterly path, crossing through the gap in the Urwaldeswand mountains, and by the time he was around 110 he found himself in Ambrevale, a small village on the southern edge of the Subumbrian rainforest. It was here that Ellis met Flatbread. Both were interested in reaching the Gale Needle - a large structure deep in rainforest. Ellis was intersted in its libraries, Flatbread in its coffers.
The two stayed in Ambrevale planning for a month for to wait out the first part of the monsoon season, during which time they planned and Ellis developed a bit of a crush on Flatbread. Eight days into their trip, Flatbread fell off a cliff and broke his leg; while Ellis was away getting water to clean the wound, Flatbread was eaten alive by wolves. This is probably on the list of the Most Fucked-Up Things That Have Happended To Ellis.
This event prompted Ellis to take a "sabbatical;" he continued his journey eastwards to the city of Naedre-Xandlianere, or Serpentarius, where he would live for about twenty years, roughly between the ages of 125 and 145. During this time, he survived a plague panic, dated another catboy (this one was named Honeydew), got mugged and had his palm cut almost entirely off, was roomates with Six (another PC), and worked for a blacksmith.
Shortly after leaving Naedre-Xandlianere, Ellis lost all of his journals. Oops!
Around thirty years later, when Ellis was 179 years old, he encountered Zhexana out on one of her first expeditions. The details of this encounter are still unclear, but they ended with a village on fire and Ellis pointing a crossbow at Zhexana. He ulimately decided not to kill her, and left to go further east.
Around the time Ellis was 202, he made his way into Port Bluecove, and the events of the RP begin. I'm not going to summarize them here; this page is far too long already. But in short Ellis makes allies, and then loses them - either due to being a principled dumbass (in the case of Korvith) or due to a sleep-deprivation induced mental break (in the case of Kakit).
Overall, a guy who is Doing A-OK!
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