Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Alric » Thu Sep 05, 2013 7:59 pm

Andromedai:

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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Dice Warwick » Fri Sep 27, 2013 2:02 am

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Name: Finol

Race: Drowolath/Drowussu Half-breed now Ver'drowendar

Age: 48
-costume: old tarted Sharen party dress, was once vibrant in color, now brown with dirt and blood. (taken from the dead)
-armor: Vloz'ress mercenary armor, in poor condition (taken from the dead)
-weapon of choice: Battle axe, it can easily be used one, or two handed. (taken from the dead)

Magic: Spell Song (offensive only) able to disrupt anyone nearby, confusing them and send emotions on high.

Beginning city: Val'Raveran. is a drifter

Clan: Vloz'ress Mercenary

Background: For the first 16 years of her life Finol grew up in a Dutan'vir controlled Territory in Chel'el'sussoloth, born into a lower working class family, that worked to just getting by day to day. Having to help out with her family's work, she only got sparsely educated, but still enough to get by and not seem stupid. She also had plenty of friends, most were from lower class family's like her, and a few more well off kids joined in the fun as well.

Things came to a violent end when the Nidraa'chal War hit the area, as the demons descended upon the area, panic clogged the streets, and people trampled over each other in a futile attempted to escape. Finol's family along with a few others resolved to help get their children out fist, knowing about a hole to the sewers that lead to another district nearby. She and a few other of children managed to slip thru the hole into the sewers, their parent telling them to run as far as they could, and they did. But even then the demons got to them, and one of her friends had changed into a monster before her eyes, then killed another friend, and all she could do was cry and keep run faster. Appon escaping from the carnage into another district, she and many other children watched their home burn, and the screams faded into a dreadful silence.

When the Nidraa'chal War was over, she and many others were orphans, left on the streets to survive on their own. Finol moved back to her home, along with many other kids that survived the war, scrounging through the dead for anything that could help them survive. Finol at one point cried as she at a peace of meat that she thought might have been her mother. Things continued to worsen as slavers passed through the area regularly, taking anyone they could get their hands on, setting traps for troughs too hungry to resist. With their numbers rapidly decreeing the children rallied around the oldest of the group, Cenric, a boy who claimed to be a Val of Dutan'vir, not that anyone believed him, but he was far more educated then the others, and could fight better then them as well. He lead them all out of the fallen district, away from the slavers, but with nowhere to be, and little food to go around, he organized the children into a gang. To get by, the gang of young drows took to stealing for their food, squatting in the many vacant homes left by the Nidraa'chal War, and a few times murdering to get what they needed to survive.

As She grew up, Finol suffered from panic attack and other mental problem constantly, making her emotionally usable with the panic attacks being the worse, and because of that, she rarely joined the other in stealing, and of rare killing. One thing she could do was act as a distraction, and singing ended up the best way to do it, though she was not very good at first, the people around her would seemingly drop their guard, giving an opening for the others to steal some ADA. They continued this for a few years, but more she did it the worse her panic attacks got, and one day as she "performed" on the side of a busy street, she had a hard panic attack. Trying to holed herself together, she keeped on singing, her voice trembling as she did so, but when she was finished, she was shocked to see that nobody was even looking at her, but a fight had started over nothing, and her friends took that opportunity to steal for more then what they normally got. This happened agen when Finol sang a second time in a different place, and small arguments became a brawls, the peaceful places turned violent as she sang. Cenric eventually understood why that was, he said it had to be Spell Song, they had all made jokes about it before, but Cenric felt that Finol could disrupt people, similar to how he had seen an Illhar'dro calm someone with their voice. This was a huge boon to them, and Cenric worked to helped Finol get control over her panic attacks, and also letting her experiment on the others with her spell song. They quickly became more successful in their thieving ways, sturing up chaos to make stealing easier, but at the same time drawing attention to themselves.

Over time the gang found themselves with a bounty on their heads, though nobody knew who they were, the guards were weary of any young group that did not look like they belong, and even more weary of anyone suddenly singing. The chaos that they had stured up had backfired, and worse yet, Finol was now string up chaos for her own satisfaction, finding that it helped her suppress her panic attacks by disrupting other people with her voice, making her head have the highest bounty of the gang. Thing came to an end when Finol found her head in the mouth of a Sarghress wolf, it's teeth seemingly sharper then they shod be, and she only survived do to the help of her friends distracting the Sarghress as she pulled her head free and ran. She was left with two scars on her face from the wolves fangs, and lost three friends to that Sarghress, At that point they understood that their life on the strees could not last. The gang dispbanded, but Finol and Cenric stuck together, in their long time together they had become very close, a relationship that seemingly fed on each others insecuritys, with Cenric feeling like he needed to look after Finol do to her mental instability, and Finol feeling like she would self destruct on her own, the two were rarely apart.

At the age of 32, Finol found herself pregnant with Cenric child, an with few options left to them, the two joined the Vloz'ress as Mercenarys, an annoying job at first, but it fit them well. Cenric worked hard during Finol's pregnancy, earning some good Ada, with some of it from theft that the Vloz let him get way with. Later Finol gave birth to a healthy girl she named Edith, and Cenric became a full member of the Vloz'ress, giving his child the protection that the two had long lost. Sadly it did not take long for Cenric to find out that Finol lacked the motherly instincts, do to her instability, Finol often neglected her own daughter, and had a hard time understanding Edith needs, so Cenric took over the day to day responsibility's of a parent, as Finol left to do more of the Mercenary work for the Vloz'ress. Working for the Vloz'ress away from Cenric had helped Finol become less dependent on Cenric, finding herself a sweet spot in the Vloz'ress, used her spell song ability to string up trouble when Larvova Vel'Vloz'ress conducted operations that she wanted less eyes in the area. In effect, Finols job stayed the same from the time she was in the gang, it's just now she got a paycheck to do it, but sadly she is bared form singing in most tavers in Chel'el'sussoloth, as riots are bad for business. Finol had two more daughters (Mikilu and Sannindi, named by their father) with Cenric at the age of 37, and 43, of witch Cenric pores his love onto, and Finol supports with her work. Though not an official Vloz'ress, Finol is known well enough as a Vloz'ress, with her mate Cenric working to convince her to join in officially, but she has yet to budge, often dispersing, to only return with gifts for her family. Roomers have it that she has worked as a mercenary for other clans, as a grave robber, a relic hunter, and may have used her sinning to to get other to burn down a few places.

In her time as a Vloz'ress Mercenary, she became tainted, but with so many experts around her, and a mate among the Vloz'ress, it's only an early stage tainting, something small and weak, the tainting itself did not bother her, par for the cores with working for the Vloz'ress.

Personality:
Finols life has left her with a morbid sense of humor, of which she has bad timing for it, as comedy was one out for her as her life fell into despair, but her lack of understanding others makes the jokes far grimer the they shoud be. From the long time of living as a thief, and a cutthroat, she now has little sense of personal responsibility, even over her own actions, not caring about what she dose to others, and what repercussions it may have. But worse yet, she now reviles in conflict and chaos, copping with her own problems by spreading it around, but at the same time try's to not bight off more then she can chew.

Description:
-height- 5'8"
-eyes- was Grayish brown, now red.
-hair- Black in color, with red tips. The hair is in four short brads that hang below her ears, Gold rings hold the brads in place, fassend just abover her ears.
-body- Lean, with some mussle definition, her body is coverd in old scars, most of which Finol dose not remever how she got them.
-face- a scar runs from the left side of her upper lip to the right side of her chin. another scar runs from abover her right eyebrow, to abover her right ear.

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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Alric » Wed Oct 02, 2013 4:10 am

Dice Warwick:

Your character looks good, but you'll have to change her spellsong abilities. Being able to drive anyone near you into a furious rage is a bit too powerful for the RP. You can have Finol's spellsong be able to disrupt nearby foes, however. Please fix this in your character profile, then you can join.
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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Eltharrion » Wed Oct 02, 2013 9:54 pm

Name: Linrei Catale

Race: Drowlath

Gender: Female

Age: 47

Equipment: a very, VERY revealing dancer outfit
Extremely heavy chaki-colored cloak that hides just about everything
a long needled hairpin, can be used for self-defense if needed
a small pouch containing some simple make-up, ten or so ada, sewing equipment and some scent candles

Magic: Simple, trained basic mana arts for self-defense

Beginning city: Val'Raveran

Clan: Clanless commoner.


Background: Linrei was born into a nice middle-class family with both parents and an older brother. Being a girl, her parents cherished her like no tomorrow, and thanks to that she grew up with all the love she could want. It might've caused her brother to be little jealous, but Linrei didn't try to use her position to harm him or anything. He was nice to have around, helping with things and to play with.

Linrei's life flipped totally over, however, around her 25. birthday. Her brother had already moved out with a woman he fell in love with, and she was living alone with her parents. While being on a trip to market to buy some food, she came back home to see it in ruins. Apparently a cart in full stone load meant for repairs up the street had ran down without anyone driving, and smashed into their little house on the street level. Both her parents were dead, and Linrei was left without a real home to live in. She did try to ask for little help from her brother, but apparently he had left for topside world on a caravan at some point without telling his family.

Without a home, Lin traveled around town, living on little things she found around: a day's job there, easy pickpocket here. Finally she came across one of the local Flower Guild's brothels, called "calm joy", and thought out: "well, at least I'll have a roof on my head". The owner of the place was understandable, and once she saw Lin's already nicely forming curves, she hired her up on the spot. For past twenty or so years, Linrei has worked as an escort and "flower girl" at nice steady rise in her status and payment. These days, she's quite famous locally in her work, even having some regular Val customers. One could say she has found something she's a natural at.

Description: Average heighted woman with long, slightly curly white hair that she tends to keep on a loose ponytail or brand. Very bright, usually smiling face with wide cheekbones and clear, almost through-seeing green eyes.
Lin has very wide hips and extremely voluminous rack, even on drow standards, and doesn't avoid showing them both at work. Her normal outfit is almost complete see-through dress with dancer ornaments, and simple flower symbol on her back. Though, when walking outside the flower house, she tends to keep on long and heavy cloak with hood that hides her body almost completely, only to show teasing bits here and there if it works for her favor in the situation.

Time Zone/Activity: +2 EST, VERY active if taking part in a game.
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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Alric » Thu Oct 03, 2013 2:51 pm

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Your character has been approved, have fun!
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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Pariel » Sat Oct 05, 2013 9:11 am

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Update: Nhil has successfully finished her training as nether summoner, and now sports her own nether summoner mask, which consists of a simple neutral face with a single tear upon her left eye. She has then moved to Raveran to help the Vloz'ress expansion there, in an attempt to appear more mature and overcome the fear of separation from her sister and other fears. She is now more focused and centered, even if she can appear sometimes childish.
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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Alric » Tue Oct 08, 2013 7:14 pm

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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Pariel » Sun Oct 13, 2013 5:54 pm

Name: Vladati Sarghress

Race: Light Elf

Age: 376

Equipment:
Tinderbox
Tobacco bag
Smoking Pipe
Sarghress Highland Raider Armor
Twin Arming Swords
Pouch with 25 Ada
Collapsible metal bow (for hunting)
10 Arrows.

Magic: Ice Sorcery

Beginning city: Val'Raveran

Clan: Sarghress

Background: Vladati was born in the surface, in a small light elf settlement north of Raveran with snowy winters. Born to the midwife of the small and tight-knit community, Eddain, Vladati always had a hunger for knowledge. From since an early age, he did not let his mother scolding stop him. He would get in all sorts of trouble to explore, to know. Yet, the young Vlad was even more interested in the story of his folk. He would seat and listen to her mother and the elders, learn about how the village was founded and why. Their language, and their ability to write was also something he found useful. Infamous for convincing other kids in his mischievous expeditions, yet at the same time known for his precocious intelligence, some of the older were convinced Vlad would play an important role in the village as an adult.

But then, at age 24, an event would set his known world literally ablaze. A large score of Kotorcs, assembled in a raiding horde, attacked the village, killing most of its inhabitants. The goblin marauders prevailed due to their sheer numbers against the modest defenses and mana arts of the elven folk. Only three people survived the attack: Eddain, who was in the forest picking some herbs, Vladati himself and Nivania, the blacksmith's daughter who happened to be with Vladati catching some frogs.

Still stunned by the event, both children were hushed by Eddain to go south, with barely any kind of possession. The journey was tough, mentally and physically, but Eddain never faltered, protecting both Nivania and Vladati from harm. After what seemed an eternity, the three of them reached the entrance of Raveran. Eddain knew that this was the home of the black devils, but between Kotorc raiders and drow, the latter were preferable.

Luckily for the three of them, Raveran was fairly open minded as a whole, and Eddain managed to get a job as a healer of one of the several brothels that entertained travelers. For Nivania and Vladati the city offered a new whole world of knowledge and of exploration. Vladati also enjoyed talking with the street people, and reading the books of the drow as well. He was marveled at the sheer amount of knowledge a civilized city could hold, and wondered what had happened to his ancestors to lose it all.

Vladati eventually grew up as a fine elven adult, and he became a hunter, killing game and retrieving herbs for his mother and Nivania, whom her mother had taken as adoptive daughter and apprentice. He also made note to train his mana arts, and his ice affinity.

But that wasn't enough for his thirst. Vladati was swayed by the new fad among commoners, the Sarghress. He just couldn't resist packing his things up and joining the mercenaries who would become known as Highland Raiders, leaving both women with a curt handwritten note. Somewhat confident, Vladati excelled among the recruits, if only because he had witnessed the fickle climate of the surface beforehand, and most others were city dwellers. Even though he was a light elf and not a drow, he did not get shunned much, at best being insulted by some of his fellow recruits. After all, raiders were a mixed bunch, and a pragmatic one.

Vladati spent decades with the raiders, always making himself useful in one way or another. His foreknowledge of the surface was soon superseded by his inquisitive, hungry intellect, and he always took notes of all the ruins and findings the Highland Raiders found. Little by little, he managed to put the pieces of elven history in his mind. He came to know his ancestors had been known as Vanir, and had been once in a world shattering war with the ancestors of the drow, the dark elves. Both parties had ended up badly damaged after the war and civilization had thrived in shelters such as caves or mountains.

Satisfied with the meager answers, he decided to leave the raiders by the time he was a century old, as he had notice his aura demands were getting higher and higher as time passed by.

What greeted on his way back to Raveran was a corpse. A bolt ridden corpse of someone he knew very well. Nivania. Vladati stood there, mouth agape, right outside the great cave entrance. Barely containing his tears, he took the lifeless body of his old friend and sought to bury her. After the deed was done, he walked in a daze towards the only other person who knew in Raveran.

Eddain, his own mother. The reencounter was bitter. Not because the news, which were tragic enough, but by Eddain chewing on her only son's foolishness. In rage and grief, she slapped him across the face, and shoved Nivania's diary in his nose.

All this time, Nivania had been wanting for him to come back. All this time, he had been oblivious to one thing. Nivania had loved him for a long time. And in a desperate move, she had ventured forth to the surface, but without a guide she had been assassinated and robbed of all possessions. Vladati narrowed his eyes, and choked his tears. With an icy voice, he apologized for being a fool, and sought to track down the ones who did it.

After a few bribes and Qindalasque help, he managed to reach the thugs who were sorting Nivania's healing kit as if it was baubles. Vladati showed no mercy. He didn't just fight them, he hunted them down with extreme prejudice, even going so far as to use his ice sorcery in conjunction with his sword to freeze their innards.

Vladati never returned to Eddain's side, instead choosing to sleep in the Raveran compound, and asking to be transferred to Chel. His superiors did not object, and he was sent to one of the several legions that helped the mercenary Queen assure her rule in Chel. For him, Chel was an opportunity to mend his wounded heart by fighting even more. The adventurous young man was gone, devoured by an embittered adult and tactician who strived to make no mistakes and keep his comrades in arms safe. Vladati's efforts did not go unnoticed, and during his Chel stay, he underwent several promotions. Although his cold demeanor did not mellow in the slightest. He rarely, if ever, went to drink with his comrades in arms, preferring to study instead. And Chel offered a golden opportunity, the school known as Orthorbbae. Vladati even went so far to cut his own needs to the point of the bare minimum in order to pay for his private lessons.

A century and half passed, he was entrusted with recruits and training at times, and he had the odd fling or two that was quickly put out by his sheer gruff demeanor. One of such flings ended up in a daughter as result, from a Sullisin'rune woman. There was much fun at his expenses, as his soldiers and recruits couldn't help but snicker seeing the old grumpy elf dancing to the sound of a somewhat spoiled noble brat, Ulth'ana. The young Sullisin'rune woman managed to do something that many thought to be impossible, to have the old Vladati's heart defrost.

Convinced and prodded by his daughter, Vlad decided to make contact with his mother again. Surprisingly, she answered back, asking him to return and show him her granddaughter. From that point on, people could see how Vlad was changing, his private life getting better. He would visit his mother on a regular basis, now married to a merchant, and his newly found half-sister Gavan.

Although, things once more turned for the worst. As the Chellian conflict escalated, Vladati found himself once more immersed in work, and all ties were severed once again. He was too busy to attend to family reunions. He kept distinguishing himself with his tactics and battle prowess, now augmented by the lessons he had bothered to pay at Orthorbbae. He wondered bitterly if this kind of war was the one who had blasted all of their ancestors to oblivion, as he kept going with an icy temper and a steady hand.

But the war took its toll. His soldiers and recruits whom he had helped to train kept dying left and forth, no matter how hard it was. What was worse, Ulth'ana had joined the war as Sullisin'rune soldier, trying to emulate his father, but she was not lucky. He couldn't even attend her funeral, for battle still raged. Raveran also erupted in conflict, Kyorls terrorizing a demon-flayed populace. His half sister and mother were targeted, and he wondered each day if he would receive news of them.

As a Ravenite, he was then offered a choice. To keep fighting in Chel or help man the skeleton crew of Raveran. Someone had to do it. Vladati didn't think it twice. More than ever, he needed to return to Raveran.

On his return, he would find a city that had changed to a point it was barely recognizable. Much to his grief, Eddain and her mate had perished to the Kyorl purges, sacrificing themselves so Gavan could live. The old elf gritted his teeth and took his much younger half-sister under his wing, all while trying to help maintain order in Raveran besides the other few Sarghress.

Description: Standing tall at 6'1'', Vladati has a lean, compact build, crossed by several scars of past battles. He is usually seen in his Highland Raider armor, battered and chipped but pretty much functional, even though he doesn't join the raids anymore. He has a rather stern face, with a grim expression, and somewhat sunken blue eyes. His black hair is usually combed and it goes all the way to the shoulder. Vladati walks with a silent, stealthy gait, a trait he acquired in his early years as hunter and raider. He wears an actual wolf pelt instead of a cape.

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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Alric » Thu Oct 17, 2013 4:52 am

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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Kithrune » Thu Nov 07, 2013 5:29 am

I would like to time skip this charactr forward. nothing of note happened to him during the time skip. I have a link to the first character sheet bellow.

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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Alric » Wed Nov 13, 2013 10:51 pm

Kithrune: Your character has been re-approved for play!
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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby We Are Bored » Tue Nov 19, 2013 5:14 pm

Name: Jen'sin Qin'dalasque
Race: Drowolath
Sex: F
Age: 57
Weapons: If she ever finds it necessary, a dagger.
Armor: When needed, a fairly low-key breastplate or chain shirt
Other: Beginner's understanding of Earth sorcery
Clan: Qin'dalasque
Beginning City: Raveran
Back ground:

There was once a noblewoman for whom daily life was a stressful occurrence--her job was stressful, or morally questionable, or else she was made firmly aware that her children would not be able to continue it once she was gone.

This noblewoman shared her plights to the room at large sometimes, and her faithful servant would listen. And once, that servant, Jen'sin Qin'dalasque, spoke. The noblewoman liked what she heard, and quickly made sure she heard more.

As Jen'sin became the noble's favored servant, even saving her master's life on one occasion, it was decided by her master that she would make a good spy for the overall Qin'dalasque organization, and so Jen'sin was trained a good bit in their arts, discovering a hidden talent for Earth sorcery in the process, and with the fall of the Qin'dalasque house she has taken more and more responsibility among their newfound branches.

But as the old guard of the Qin'dalasque died, the Vloz'ress also began to seep in, and the rules of the game Jen'sin had been playing...had changed. There was more backstabbing, more brutality, and the prospect of working alongside the Vloz'ress, in spite of the bad blood between the two, was actually starting to look like a possibility. Jen'sin was eventually forced to step down from her position of authority, into a mere recruiter for new tainted. This is something she hopes to change...

Description: Jen'sin is actually slightly smaller than average, but beyond that not one to stand out--she'll wear a combat uniform or the like when she wishes to convey authority, but other than that it's simply what's appropriate to the situation.
Eye color: Brown
Hair color: White
Personality: For a criminal, Jen'sin is highly moral--possibly even idealistic for these times. She's a firm believer in loyalty, fairness and not crossing certain lines. However, she can be quite pragmatic when it comes to how those ideals are achieved, and often comes off as quite no-nonsense when dealing with people she has to rein in.
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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Alric » Fri Nov 22, 2013 1:02 am

We Are Bored: Character approved, welcome to the RP boards!

The Dark One: Again, characters from other settings, such as Warhammer 40K, will not be approved under any circumstances. There is nothing like the Warp or Chaos gods in the Drowtales setting. Please review the Drowtales Wiki for more information, as well as the "Character guidlines & rules" thread on this section of the forums.
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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Tsuris » Mon Nov 25, 2013 2:16 am

Name: Shri’nolu
Clan: Kyorl’solenurn
Ancestry: Pure Ssu
Gender: Female
Race: Ssu
Age: 178
Martial Ability: One handed sword, proficient in hand to hand combat as well
Magic: Sealing Training, Ice Affinity, Minor summoning training to close gates

Appearance:
Height: Average for Ssu female
Build: Lithe muscles cover her body due to the rigorous training she went through to enter the order of the silence and working to maintain her physique
Eye Color: Bright Gold
Hair: Hangs down to just below her shoulders but she keeps it up when she’s on duty
Hair Color: Maroon
Details: Tattoos over her lips to look like stitches and black rings tattooed around her eyes as well as the symbol of her order on her forehead

Personality Traits:
-Has taken a vow of silence and does not speak, she uses a form of sign language to communicate with other members of her order and a notepad and pen to communicate with others.
-Generally polite and courteous, but she has taken cues from her Judicator and can be sassy and snarky when the situation calls for it.
-She tends to put faces next to her words on her notepad to help portray how she’s feeling.

Equipment:
Shri’nolu wears black Warden armor, including a chest plate and shoulder guards, gauntlets with an ice foci in one and a sealing gem she can swap out in the other and grieves, the spider silk under the armor is dark grey. Over this she wears a grey tabard with a black Kyorl eye on the front. She carries a simple one handed sword for combat that sits behind her waist and several sealing stones as well as a thick notepad and some charcoal sticks to write on.

History:
Born to a loving ssu couple, a Warden and a Templar even, Shri’nolu was raised as most Kyorl children are, to venerate Sharess and to dislike corrupted and tainted. She went to the Kyorl’solenurn school and learned how she might become a warden when she grew up and, thanks to her intense desire to achieve and to be the best she could so she might excel, eventually achieved that goal.

She joined the Order of Sharess’ Might as a Warden when she had completed her training and education at the school, her drive to do the work of Sharess but her grounded sense of reason and purpose keeping her from joining one of the more fanatical orders who she felt were blind to reason at times. She served as a member of Sharess’ Might for fifty two years before her life took a change.

Her skill and her passion for the duty of the clan was eventually noticed by the Order of Silence, a small but well known and respected order that had been around for many centuries and she was invited to join. The training to join the Order of Silence was the most intense time of her life, many times she nearly passed out from the rigorous training doctrine and on more than one occasion she entertained the idea of giving up. But through it all she pushed through, finally becoming a full member and took the vow of silence all members of the order take. She tattooed her lips in the style of stitches to show her devotion to the order as well as the traditional rings around the eyes and the symbol of the Order on her forehead. She has served as a member of the Order for ninety six years, serving her Goddess and her Clan faithfully.
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Re: Registration thread: version 3.0 - Raveran 1114

Postby Alric » Mon Nov 25, 2013 2:42 am

Tsuris:

Your character has been approved, have fun!
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