RE: Wings of Fury 2
06-27-2021, 02:17 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-05-2022, 03:55 AM by MQuinny1234.)
Name: Caulind Raithahir
Species: Elf (High elf, Tereen)
Song: Third Song - Mentale remains his specialty. Retains an ability of Attiser but at the cost of losing the ability of Frein.
Picked up Esprit over first time skip.
Worked on Vie over second time skip.
Age: 79
Origin: Vasara of Cestra of Alma. Or at least, that's where his mom left him before bouncing for Dad to raise him.
Home: A mountainous island in the Nedakean ocean, that has a white-stone stronghold of the Bright Tree on it. Rarely tends to be more than a 100 people at once on the island running things. Trains new song users there and sends them out to keep contacts and be a force of good in the world and in general opinion, trim away at evil in the hearts of mortals.
Appearance: Pale blue eyes, gentle and dim like a winter pond's shade. Dark night skin with a more nightish faint blueish hue, and more pitch black ebony hair, a few freckled splotches over the place. A bit stockier looking than your average elf and softer features, carries himself more like a graceful, tall human. Animalistic features, cat fangs, eyes with dilating pupils like felines except ice-white pupils and a tail underneath his robes, slightly more talonish long fingers and nails.
6' 2'' in height, walks lightly and with smooth motions rather than suddenness. Looks more like he keeps in reasonable shape in terms of build. Pierced ears with different loops of metal, and a nose piercing too. No scars oddly enough. Short, fine hair that's a little stiff, and a trimmed beard around his face.
His fashion sense has three styles. Simple traveler that keeps himself well garbed in simple blues and blacks where he's used silver thread to sew in patterns or a mixture of stars and branches. His garbed up uniform where he decks out, face and features more hidden away and covered. Then when, if possible, at royal events decked and blinged out in jewelry where things are very, very extra.
Personality: Caulind wears that aura of old beyond his appearance some elves pick up. Maybe it's that he's had very little to do with elf culture or relationships, or just the life he's led. Despite being youngish for an elf, there's a gentle melancholy weariness tied to a look of experiences he hasn't quite come to terms with yet.
Thankfully he's good at hiding that deep part of himself, mostly. Keeps up an amiable atmosphere, the kind of smile that seems to bubble out. When Caulind shows emotions, they seem to roil out of him. When he's excited, there's an energy in his entire body like he wants to hug the whole world. When he's sad, he cries and his whole body shakes with the grief of it. When he's angry, he shows a cold, almost cruel in it's rigidness, absence of any signs of joy or forgiveness or lenience.
Thankfully he's, at his heart, someone that wants everyone to get along and for things to work out well. And he believes if he can roll up his sleeves, he can see it happen. Generally speaking. He has to see it that way because the failures behind him haunt him, and he has trouble letting go of regrets and mistakes. So the only way he can get past that is the hope that he can make the future better regardless.
Will try anything once, will hear anybody out at least, will offer anyone a chance more than they deserve.
Biography:
Important Skills: Staff fighting and unarmed fighting in terms of combat skills. Mild skill at medicine. Good at dancing. Very handy at sewing and with needles. Good at lying and reading emotions. Business. Knowledgeable of bureaucracy, law and royal matters.
Important People: Ex-Wife: Kida Silefui, human. - Queen of Ralane. Short, loud and charismatic, late 40s. Minor fourth song user related to necromancy and resilience. Helped lead the coup against her father King Volgud with Caulind's aid. Volgud had been delving into fourth song immortality and blood rituals to regain youth and vigor, stopping him before he became a vampire. After that mini civil war, it took a couple of years where she was exiled and had to forment rebellion and collect contacts, she took over and married Caulind who she'd bonded with over the event.
Daughter: Cree Silefui, Human. - Early 20s. Has no time for song shit. Intelligent and driven and purposeful. Only flaw is that she tends to steam roll over people a bit and relies too much on her own capabilities and management skills.
Son: Kash Silefui, Human. - Mid teens. Training to be first song user - divination. Thoughtful and quiet and watchful, willing to assist his sister loyally in her rule and make use of his affinity for divination to help with this.
Dad: King Thatch Silefui of Cestra, Human. - Dead. Banged Astorbain in his very early 20s, was a pretty hot-headed and not the most scholarly king but balanced it with a high emotional intelligence. Had two other sons, Kirk and Thatch. Kirk took over rulership briefly but never had any children. A very serious man with a poor personality. Had no wish for children or a spouse and viewed it as his right to allow himself to be spared such things since his brother Thatch II had a family.
Step-Mom: Queen Cristine Silefui, Human. - Dead. From the queendom of Marre. A quick temper that thankfully chilled just as rapidly as it burst out. A nasty skill at being able to suddenly remember things from decades ago and a sharpness of wit and mind hidden behind a constant easy chattery sociability.
Half-brother: Thatch Silefui, Human. - In his late 60s, royalty of Cestra. Pretty chill dude, minor second song user of air. Used it to be able to fly and shoot super well with archery.
Nephew: King Milo Silefui of Cestra. Early 30s, minorly attuned to fourth song. Something of a warrior-er and combative mind, but more just wished he had an excuse for a good and noble war he could make a legend out of rather than just starting one for war's sake.
Half-sister: Arbrethil Raithahir, Elf. - Never met her.
Mom: Astorbain Raithahir, Elf. - Just the worst. Banged his dad during basically... a party before she was about to get married. Got pregnant, extended her stay, dumped him, went back home. Third song user. Early 100s
Mella Gaetan - First song user - Abjuris specialist, Halfling. Still alive, works as a mentor at the Alma hold of the Bright Tree. Grim, serious, critical of people. A born trouble-shooter.
Varney Dubar - Second song user - Di specialist, Urkadi. Was in mutual love with Rourke. Didn't work out well towards the end. Valued nature and soil, wanted to retire to a farm one day and make statues.
Rourke Boen- Fourth song user - Soul expert. Was a pretty light-hearted guy, or tried to be anyway. Most of his family died from a plague when he was young which left a mark on him. Rourke was corrupted by the Dark Tree organisation, or just by reading lore upon them, Mella and Caulind were never sure. Tried to pull some ritual where he promised to bind Varney's soul into his to become some sort of immortal Rebus. Mella and Caulind were able to work together with Varney to bind him away, although in the process of doing so Varney died, her soul vanishing in the usage of the binding. The result of the mess of a ritual is a dark statue of Rourke screaming as white stone is layered around him, trapping his still, stone body. They're unsure of whether Varney's soul is fused with his in there, if it's what is restraining him or passed on.
Sírclaer - Had him as a cat for a few decades, helped screw a demon out of a deal. Some being of the summer woods. Took away his ability to read as part of the process too and if he gets it back, then the demon can enforce the contract and come gunning for his soul. She herself is normally nice though dangerously capricious, but since she keeps her sphere of interest to a particular set of woods and only seems to be active for half the year, and also is willing to be useful to the Bright Tree organisation and other beings, isn't considered a serious threat overall.
Inventory: An amulet of the Bright Tree.
A quarterstaff hardened by a second song user.
A set of rings on his right hand that open to show engravings of his son and daughter on them, pinky and middle finger. His index finger has the emblem of his royal family. Ring finger is empty.
A set of bracers for arms and legs, gauntlets, a chain shirt and helm. Lighter than they should be. Blue base with gold ornamentation and filigree of leaves over them.
A sewing kit, explorers clothing, a backpack, a dagger, a compass, some maps, a book of words in different tongues and a blank book with a quill and ink.
Other notes
Species: Elf (High elf, Tereen)
Song: Third Song - Mentale remains his specialty. Retains an ability of Attiser but at the cost of losing the ability of Frein.
Picked up Esprit over first time skip.
Worked on Vie over second time skip.
Age: 79
Origin: Vasara of Cestra of Alma. Or at least, that's where his mom left him before bouncing for Dad to raise him.
Home: A mountainous island in the Nedakean ocean, that has a white-stone stronghold of the Bright Tree on it. Rarely tends to be more than a 100 people at once on the island running things. Trains new song users there and sends them out to keep contacts and be a force of good in the world and in general opinion, trim away at evil in the hearts of mortals.
Appearance: Pale blue eyes, gentle and dim like a winter pond's shade. Dark night skin with a more nightish faint blueish hue, and more pitch black ebony hair, a few freckled splotches over the place. A bit stockier looking than your average elf and softer features, carries himself more like a graceful, tall human. Animalistic features, cat fangs, eyes with dilating pupils like felines except ice-white pupils and a tail underneath his robes, slightly more talonish long fingers and nails.
6' 2'' in height, walks lightly and with smooth motions rather than suddenness. Looks more like he keeps in reasonable shape in terms of build. Pierced ears with different loops of metal, and a nose piercing too. No scars oddly enough. Short, fine hair that's a little stiff, and a trimmed beard around his face.
His fashion sense has three styles. Simple traveler that keeps himself well garbed in simple blues and blacks where he's used silver thread to sew in patterns or a mixture of stars and branches. His garbed up uniform where he decks out, face and features more hidden away and covered. Then when, if possible, at royal events decked and blinged out in jewelry where things are very, very extra.
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Personality: Caulind wears that aura of old beyond his appearance some elves pick up. Maybe it's that he's had very little to do with elf culture or relationships, or just the life he's led. Despite being youngish for an elf, there's a gentle melancholy weariness tied to a look of experiences he hasn't quite come to terms with yet.
Thankfully he's good at hiding that deep part of himself, mostly. Keeps up an amiable atmosphere, the kind of smile that seems to bubble out. When Caulind shows emotions, they seem to roil out of him. When he's excited, there's an energy in his entire body like he wants to hug the whole world. When he's sad, he cries and his whole body shakes with the grief of it. When he's angry, he shows a cold, almost cruel in it's rigidness, absence of any signs of joy or forgiveness or lenience.
Thankfully he's, at his heart, someone that wants everyone to get along and for things to work out well. And he believes if he can roll up his sleeves, he can see it happen. Generally speaking. He has to see it that way because the failures behind him haunt him, and he has trouble letting go of regrets and mistakes. So the only way he can get past that is the hope that he can make the future better regardless.
Will try anything once, will hear anybody out at least, will offer anyone a chance more than they deserve.
Biography:
Important Skills: Staff fighting and unarmed fighting in terms of combat skills. Mild skill at medicine. Good at dancing. Very handy at sewing and with needles. Good at lying and reading emotions. Business. Knowledgeable of bureaucracy, law and royal matters.
Important People: Ex-Wife: Kida Silefui, human. - Queen of Ralane. Short, loud and charismatic, late 40s. Minor fourth song user related to necromancy and resilience. Helped lead the coup against her father King Volgud with Caulind's aid. Volgud had been delving into fourth song immortality and blood rituals to regain youth and vigor, stopping him before he became a vampire. After that mini civil war, it took a couple of years where she was exiled and had to forment rebellion and collect contacts, she took over and married Caulind who she'd bonded with over the event.
Daughter: Cree Silefui, Human. - Early 20s. Has no time for song shit. Intelligent and driven and purposeful. Only flaw is that she tends to steam roll over people a bit and relies too much on her own capabilities and management skills.
Son: Kash Silefui, Human. - Mid teens. Training to be first song user - divination. Thoughtful and quiet and watchful, willing to assist his sister loyally in her rule and make use of his affinity for divination to help with this.
Dad: King Thatch Silefui of Cestra, Human. - Dead. Banged Astorbain in his very early 20s, was a pretty hot-headed and not the most scholarly king but balanced it with a high emotional intelligence. Had two other sons, Kirk and Thatch. Kirk took over rulership briefly but never had any children. A very serious man with a poor personality. Had no wish for children or a spouse and viewed it as his right to allow himself to be spared such things since his brother Thatch II had a family.
Step-Mom: Queen Cristine Silefui, Human. - Dead. From the queendom of Marre. A quick temper that thankfully chilled just as rapidly as it burst out. A nasty skill at being able to suddenly remember things from decades ago and a sharpness of wit and mind hidden behind a constant easy chattery sociability.
Half-brother: Thatch Silefui, Human. - In his late 60s, royalty of Cestra. Pretty chill dude, minor second song user of air. Used it to be able to fly and shoot super well with archery.
Nephew: King Milo Silefui of Cestra. Early 30s, minorly attuned to fourth song. Something of a warrior-er and combative mind, but more just wished he had an excuse for a good and noble war he could make a legend out of rather than just starting one for war's sake.
Half-sister: Arbrethil Raithahir, Elf. - Never met her.
Mom: Astorbain Raithahir, Elf. - Just the worst. Banged his dad during basically... a party before she was about to get married. Got pregnant, extended her stay, dumped him, went back home. Third song user. Early 100s
Mella Gaetan - First song user - Abjuris specialist, Halfling. Still alive, works as a mentor at the Alma hold of the Bright Tree. Grim, serious, critical of people. A born trouble-shooter.
Varney Dubar - Second song user - Di specialist, Urkadi. Was in mutual love with Rourke. Didn't work out well towards the end. Valued nature and soil, wanted to retire to a farm one day and make statues.
Rourke Boen- Fourth song user - Soul expert. Was a pretty light-hearted guy, or tried to be anyway. Most of his family died from a plague when he was young which left a mark on him. Rourke was corrupted by the Dark Tree organisation, or just by reading lore upon them, Mella and Caulind were never sure. Tried to pull some ritual where he promised to bind Varney's soul into his to become some sort of immortal Rebus. Mella and Caulind were able to work together with Varney to bind him away, although in the process of doing so Varney died, her soul vanishing in the usage of the binding. The result of the mess of a ritual is a dark statue of Rourke screaming as white stone is layered around him, trapping his still, stone body. They're unsure of whether Varney's soul is fused with his in there, if it's what is restraining him or passed on.
Sírclaer - Had him as a cat for a few decades, helped screw a demon out of a deal. Some being of the summer woods. Took away his ability to read as part of the process too and if he gets it back, then the demon can enforce the contract and come gunning for his soul. She herself is normally nice though dangerously capricious, but since she keeps her sphere of interest to a particular set of woods and only seems to be active for half the year, and also is willing to be useful to the Bright Tree organisation and other beings, isn't considered a serious threat overall.
Inventory: An amulet of the Bright Tree.
A quarterstaff hardened by a second song user.
A set of rings on his right hand that open to show engravings of his son and daughter on them, pinky and middle finger. His index finger has the emblem of his royal family. Ring finger is empty.
A set of bracers for arms and legs, gauntlets, a chain shirt and helm. Lighter than they should be. Blue base with gold ornamentation and filigree of leaves over them.
A sewing kit, explorers clothing, a backpack, a dagger, a compass, some maps, a book of words in different tongues and a blank book with a quill and ink.
Other notes
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