Auralein
Legend
Name(s):
+ Vowrawn Dar'ket Hal'Natrizi'ma
Nickname/Alias: Vow.
Full Titles: Vowrawn, Pretender to the High Kingship of the Moor Elves [Not Used]
Age: He is young, even though he's not sure of his own age
Social Status: Vowrawn is a Upper Class Moor Elf
Height: He's roughly over 6 feet.
Weight: He is roughly just above average weight of a Human man
Date of Birth: Unknown; all he knows is he's in his 40's now and even that he isn't sure about.
Homeland: In the South Eastern Frontiers outside the Eastern Kingdoms a city known as Natrizi'ma
Current Home: A town inland from the Ash Sea called Gra'kanat'orra
What he looks like:
Build: Vowrawn, due to his large musculuture comes across as... somewhat fat. He is broad shouldered and his body lacks definition.
Hair: Vowrawn bears medium length Black hair which falls to his middle back, it is tied up to the back of his head.
Eyes: Crimson Red
Skin: A medium intensity grey, traced by a few scars.
Identifying Features:
> A simple scar running from the bridge of his nose to his right cheek
>A scar on the right side of his lips and the side of his right eye
> His nose has being broken and has healed incorrectly, bending to the left slightly
> A Spider is scarified into his chest underneath an Animancy Brand
> His body is covered in various Grey Ladyite and mundane Gang Tattoo's
Appearance: The Moor Elf looks like something ripped from a story about some corrupt warrior striking down the good and rightous, but it is clear that its all a ruse, a way to intimidate people. His 1000 year stare is broken often by the smile he gives people.
Hygiene: He will wash whenever he can.
Voice: Quiet but harsh toned
Clothing:
+ Warfare - A Hellmetal set of plate armor, gratiously enscribed with Natrizi'ma Sigils and Mok'yra runes, covered over by a black shawl, atop his head is a Grotesque style Masterworked Close Helm
+ Everyday - Either simple cotton trousers and a tunic with a shawl. He strongly dislikes any form of "Noble" clothing, seeing it as pointless.
Languages:
+ Mok'yra [Native Language]
+ Common [Just about fluent]
+ Fae [Conversational]
+ Elven [Just about Conversational]
+ Vowrawns Wrist Dagger - A Glimmersteel Katar
+ White Hot: A Hammer made of pure Fire Iron.
+ Divinity Undone: An Arming Sword made of Starblood.
Trinkets and Keepsakes:
+A Skraagite Dagger mounted in his home. Taken from a Skraagite Blessed who almost killed him in the North.
+An engagement ring, one of two. The other being held by Sydri Ulamyar
Intelligence: Vowrawn, through great effort has brought his formerly poor education to a intermediate level.
Profession: Lord
"Half Gods require placation and thought. Real Dieties are worshipped by you in your very act of being. The Air you breath.
The Blood you shed. The Crafts you create."
Vowrawn related literature and happenings
Vowrawn kills his father to usurp his as Tol'Fen'Ko of Clan Natrizi'ma [X]
Vowrawn kills a family of three Vyres and feels sad about it afterwards [X]
Vowrawn has a conversation with his "Father" in his dreams [X]
Vowrawn talks to the "Voices" in his head [X]
+ Vowrawn Dar'ket Hal'Natrizi'ma
Nickname/Alias: Vow.
Full Titles: Vowrawn, Pretender to the High Kingship of the Moor Elves [Not Used]
Age: He is young, even though he's not sure of his own age
Social Status: Vowrawn is a Upper Class Moor Elf
Height: He's roughly over 6 feet.
Weight: He is roughly just above average weight of a Human man
Date of Birth: Unknown; all he knows is he's in his 40's now and even that he isn't sure about.
Homeland: In the South Eastern Frontiers outside the Eastern Kingdoms a city known as Natrizi'ma
Current Home: A town inland from the Ash Sea called Gra'kanat'orra
Imperia Narkissus: "What Are You Doing Out Here?"
Vowrawn: "I'm Lost..."
Vowrawn: "I'm Lost..."
What he looks like:
Build: Vowrawn, due to his large musculuture comes across as... somewhat fat. He is broad shouldered and his body lacks definition.
Hair: Vowrawn bears medium length Black hair which falls to his middle back, it is tied up to the back of his head.
Eyes: Crimson Red
Skin: A medium intensity grey, traced by a few scars.
Identifying Features:
> A simple scar running from the bridge of his nose to his right cheek
>A scar on the right side of his lips and the side of his right eye
> His nose has being broken and has healed incorrectly, bending to the left slightly
> A Spider is scarified into his chest underneath an Animancy Brand
> His body is covered in various Grey Ladyite and mundane Gang Tattoo's
Appearance: The Moor Elf looks like something ripped from a story about some corrupt warrior striking down the good and rightous, but it is clear that its all a ruse, a way to intimidate people. His 1000 year stare is broken often by the smile he gives people.
Hygiene: He will wash whenever he can.
Voice: Quiet but harsh toned
Clothing:
+ Warfare - A Hellmetal set of plate armor, gratiously enscribed with Natrizi'ma Sigils and Mok'yra runes, covered over by a black shawl, atop his head is a Grotesque style Masterworked Close Helm
+ Everyday - Either simple cotton trousers and a tunic with a shawl. He strongly dislikes any form of "Noble" clothing, seeing it as pointless.
Languages:
+ Mok'yra [Native Language]
+ Common [Just about fluent]
+ Fae [Conversational]
+ Elven [Just about Conversational]
"Misery feels heroic if done correctly."
Weaponry:+ Vowrawns Wrist Dagger - A Glimmersteel Katar
+ White Hot: A Hammer made of pure Fire Iron.
+ Divinity Undone: An Arming Sword made of Starblood.
Trinkets and Keepsakes:
+A Skraagite Dagger mounted in his home. Taken from a Skraagite Blessed who almost killed him in the North.
+An engagement ring, one of two. The other being held by Sydri Ulamyar
Intelligence: Vowrawn, through great effort has brought his formerly poor education to a intermediate level.
Profession: Lord
Personality:
Calm:
Vowrawn is a calm and collected man, however this is a forced state, he is a volitile man who can lose him temper quickly, albeit rarely.
"I am beginning to lose my composure with you..."
Dilligent:
Vowrawn is dilligent in most tasks he undertakes.
"It cannot be anything worse than perfect. No one will drag my families name through the dirt again, actions or artifice."
Callous:
The Lives of most people around Vowrawn mean little to him, life is fleeting.
"Why should I be so concerned with you, specifically?"
Brave:
Out of sheer stubborness, Vowrawn will refuse to run from a fight and face things head on.
"I don't care if you kill me, I am not going to surrender."
Cynical:
Vowrawn's distrust for all people he first meets comes to cynicism. He intrinsically believes everyone who he doesn't know is self interested and doesn't understand nicity to himself
"The Kremok have distrusted my kind for years, why should I be any different?"
Just:
Owing to his former worship of the Grey Lady, Vowrawn tries to always see the Just outcome, this sometimes can paint Vowrawn as a bad person, but he is acting upon his Moral code and what he believes to be right.
"There is no such thing as good and evil, only what those whose views are right and those who are wrong.""
Melancholy:
Vowrawn suffers from bouts of Melancholy.
"Misery Loves Company."
"There is something ironic about having to kill and maim in order to sow goodness in your wake."
Relations
Calm:
Vowrawn is a calm and collected man, however this is a forced state, he is a volitile man who can lose him temper quickly, albeit rarely.
"I am beginning to lose my composure with you..."
Dilligent:
Vowrawn is dilligent in most tasks he undertakes.
"It cannot be anything worse than perfect. No one will drag my families name through the dirt again, actions or artifice."
Callous:
The Lives of most people around Vowrawn mean little to him, life is fleeting.
"Why should I be so concerned with you, specifically?"
Brave:
Out of sheer stubborness, Vowrawn will refuse to run from a fight and face things head on.
"I don't care if you kill me, I am not going to surrender."
Cynical:
Vowrawn's distrust for all people he first meets comes to cynicism. He intrinsically believes everyone who he doesn't know is self interested and doesn't understand nicity to himself
"The Kremok have distrusted my kind for years, why should I be any different?"
Just:
Owing to his former worship of the Grey Lady, Vowrawn tries to always see the Just outcome, this sometimes can paint Vowrawn as a bad person, but he is acting upon his Moral code and what he believes to be right.
"There is no such thing as good and evil, only what those whose views are right and those who are wrong.""
Melancholy:
Vowrawn suffers from bouts of Melancholy.
"Misery Loves Company."
"There is something ironic about having to kill and maim in order to sow goodness in your wake."
Relations
| Name | Relation | Quote on relationship |
|---|---|---|
Ashna | Ambivalent | "I am above the cruelty that was wrought upon me by your hand." Solus |
Haefer | Friend | "I like her for who she is. I like to make her laugh" Samiwashere |
Xhaal | Son | "My pudgy little bundle of joy." LocalBirb |
Isca | Friend | "It is rare I feel some form of happiness when around people, You provide such and I am thankful for it every time we meet." Gingersnips |
Matthias Ivanov | Best Friend | "Wherever you may be, I love you and I miss you" Sergeant Freedom |
Reinhard | Ally | "Point me in a direction and watch me take that hill..." LuxTop |
Branko Callas | Former Liege Lord | "World is better off without you, despite all that... the conversations will be missed" Kostadim |
Frost | Friend | "A true friendship is when you can become something that your friend does not respect and still have their respect." Fronslin |
Lillith | Mentor | "Dark and Mysterious. But oddly nice." Arcana |
Sydri | Loved | "I'll get you better, I promise" LordMomOfRussia |
Eliss | Friend? | "Its hard to tell if Jaxites are your friends, I hope I am Eliss' Friend" Mudpaw11 |
Faith | Irksome | "She deserved that beating.." Si10k |
Leofwine | Friend? | ""Kindred Spirits, I suppose" Vinnycall |
Estella | Daughter | "A constant source of pride." Si10k |
Lucien | Begrudging Ally | "I have yet to decide about you." Sekci |
Kethron | Ally | |
Marguerite | Ally/Liked | "I always have time for my own people and she seems fine to me." Charybdis |
"Half Gods require placation and thought. Real Dieties are worshipped by you in your very act of being. The Air you breath.
The Blood you shed. The Crafts you create."
Vowrawn related literature and happenings
Vowrawn kills his father to usurp his as Tol'Fen'Ko of Clan Natrizi'ma [X]
Vowrawn kills a family of three Vyres and feels sad about it afterwards [X]
Vowrawn has a conversation with his "Father" in his dreams [X]
Vowrawn talks to the "Voices" in his head [X]
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