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Name: Halvar Varyn
Titles: Witch, Ranger, Lord
Nicknames: Hellion (Maebh), Hal (Cieren, The Cousins), Immovable Object (Rangers), Hellbane (Yrdl)
Mage Profile: X
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〘 KEY INFORMATION 〙
"With your two hands, you can create the future you want to make." - Raalvara Edelmonte
Age:
22
Gender:
Male
Race & Culture:
Human // Talon Isles
Social Status:
Working
Profession:
Ranger's Smith, Bosun
Current Home:
Stormhall Smithy // The Forge
Frequents:
Various Ranger Halls, Blackrush
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〘 PHYSIOLOGY 〙
"Course, Kid. You'll end up real strong one day." - Bennett
[Art by MagicIntern]
Description:
A young man whose body has been tempered from the harsh lifestyle that he lived before moving to Storms and continued to live as a laborer. Halvar has grown into an average sized man with broad shoulders and a densely built frame. He is by no means cut, but practical muscle adorns his bones. He has strong features, a crooked nose, and his ear carries a thick golden loop for an earring. The most eye-catching features upon this young man are a brand that falls upon his left palm and scarring along his face.
Height:
5'11''
Weight:
220lbs
Hair:
Halvar's charcoal brown hair sits in ever growing locks upon his head. Tufts cover his ears, and the front is shaggily swept aside to keep it from his eyes. Sometimes, he'll keep it tied back.
Eyes:
Halvar's eyes are a dull earthen mix between hazel and green.
Unique Markings/Scars:
Faded scars upon his arms, whisps of his past.
An animancy brand upon his left palm, from his sparking ritual.
A lifetime of pacts and deals manifests in gouge scars and cuts upon his left hand.
His fingers are much paler than the rest of his skin, a remembrance from a life long passed.
Burn scars upon the right side of his lower torso and upper leg, proof of hell's wrath.
A silver scar about a halberd's width along his right thigh, given to him by a demon general.
A poorly healed cut just above his right hip, a remembrance of a hungry bard.
Lightning pattern scars starting at his right ear, crossing his eye and nose, obtained beneath the Ashlands.
Signature Weaponry:
A longsword
A spear
A round shield of machanite
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〘 QUALITIES AND FLAWS 〙
"Like the world is coming apart before your eyes. The memory may never leave, but you needn't let it hold you. You have survived." - Clement
Strengths:
- Tempered Heart: Halvar has been to hell and back, literally and figuratively. Through several harsh challenges, the Varyn's heart is steady and is able to take blow after blow before it buckles.
- Hardened Body: Trial after trial, Halvar has been beaten, battered, and torn. Though through these trials the Varyn's body has been able to come out stronger because of them.
- Instinctive: Halvar is very trusting of his instincts. He is able to trust his gut even when his mind hasn't caught up.
- Strong Will: If nothing else, the Varyn is resilient. He is able to take beating after battering and continue to rise.
- Loyal: If earned, the Varyn will stick by your side and raise his shield before you time and time again.
Weaknesses:
- Hopelessly Reckless: The Varyn tends to launch himself headlong into situations without a full thought before hand. He thinks that situations that require finesse can be overcome with just.. a touch more force.
- Slow and Steady: Halvar is quite large and lacks the dexterous finesse that others have. He is slower than most and lacks fine motor movement in particularly delicate situations.
- Nearsighted: Halvar has trouble seeing at a distance. His eyes have always been bad, and thus he has given up on truly mastering any form of ranged combat.
- Blood Pumper: The Varyn has a tendency to outwardly and perhaps foolheartedly search for scenarios in which his heart begins to pound. The feeling is addictive for Halvar.
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- Vindictive: Halvar rarely lets a grudge go. Unfortunately this often goes for himself as well. For those outside of his select few, grace is given few and far between.
*Fears:
- Loss
- Mental Manipulation
- Physical Inability
- Judgement
- Death
- The Dark
Character’s soft spot:
His two younger cousins.
Alignment:
Chaotic Neutral
Motivation:
Halvar constantly grapples with the burdens of his history and the legacy of his ancestry, though he is driven by his name. To release the shackles of his burdens purposefully taken upon his wrists is what drives him to continue to put one foot in front of the other. To be free of what binds him. More immediately he seeks stability within his work on the Ocean as well as settling his score with Lady Grey
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〘 ACCOMPLISHMENTS 〙
"You are not your family name. You are what you make of yourself." - J. Seeker
*Short Term Goals:
Free unrestful souls (30/100)
*Long Term Goals:
Clear the vyres from the north.
Become something more than a legacy
Retribution.
Completed Goals:
Learn swordsmanship
Find Lothaire
Learn more about Magic
Learn more about Animancy
Become a ranger
Research demons
Advance his magics
Aid in the defense of the realm
Make a forge like no other.
Create the best of tools.
Forgotten Goals:
Make an extension of himself.
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*〘 HISTORY 〙
"You are enough." - Aryn
Before:
Of him and his father. A vague tale he's heard through walls. Always on his father's back, rescued. No word of his mother. It was always a bloody tale, but the words were always so distorted to know the details. All he knows it that it was him and Richard, together. And he protected him, he raised him, he forged him. Then, he brought him home.
The Truth:
Home. He and his family of broken puzzle pieces that didn't always fit together. The picture they wanted to create was never meant to be. For they fought too hard, and they dug too deep. Were his father's eyes always that way? Perhaps that is why he sought the flame. To fight what cannot be reached in a domain that cannot be lived within... It was never meant to be.
Liminal:
With only thoughts of what his father wanted for him, he stowed away. He came out in Queensport in the springtime, the lucky bastard. Then he traveled south. To Haven, then to Barental, then to Blackrush. This is where he had heard of other Varyns. Halvar grew up as fireproof kindling. He refused to take to the flame of any who had sought to teach him. That is until he found Lilith. One of those broken puzzle pieces... It was her until it wasn't. Then he was on his own.
Languages Learned:
Aori: 1/10 - Can tell people off in the markets.
Common: 7/10 - Fluent Spoken - Adept Reading/Writing
Eark'zian: 10/10 - Fluent Spoken - Literate - Learned from Yrdl [4/24]
Elvish: 6/10 - Conversational Spoken - Illiterate
Rede: 10/10 - Fluent Spoken - Literate
IGN: AionTbird
Discord: AionTbird#5668
Timezone: PST
Character Consent: Anything goes, just lmk beforehand.
Yeehaw
Discord: AionTbird#5668
Timezone: PST
Character Consent: Anything goes, just lmk beforehand.
Yeehaw
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