Character Description (Tzilon Ikara)

[Tzilon Ikara]

Meet Tizi...

Name: Tzilon I'kara (pronounced SIGH-lon eh-KAR-ah)

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Race: Human

Tribe: Epheronian

Occupation: Wolf's Head (bandit)

Title: the Dragonslayer (This is a hereditary title, passed on to the first born Ikara males.  According to legend, the family patriarch, Jorge Ikara, killed a great wyrm during the Dragonstorm.  This story was never verified.)

Overview: Tzilon is a generally good, honest man, yet he is emontionally unbalanced from his past.  He is an able fighter with the sword and gifted with the bow, but his greatest weapon is his will, and once he has decided to help someone, only death can stop him.

Physical Appearance: Tzilon is thin, and has a slightly muscular build.  He is just under 2 peds, an weighs one and a half pygges.  His long hair is grey, and has been all his life.  Tzilon's eyes are green, and have the "piercing" look common in most Erpheronians.  His most remarkable feature is a scar that runs from a little above his eye to down past his cheekbone.

Clothing: Tzilon wears a loose fitting tunic that connects in the front, and the cow-leather pants of the Epheronian lower class.  Over this, however, he wears a dark red (almost brown) cloak, with the Epheronian phoenix emblazoned on the back.

Personality: Tzilon can be charming, yet vicious when provoked; outgoing, yet never truly open; noble, yet petty, when it comes to dealing with officials and those in athourity.  He is generally kind to most people, yet can hold very strong grudges towards those who have hurt him, which makes him slightly bitter and caustic.  He is extremely strong-willed, which comes from having to fend for himself most of his life.  Even though he may not realize it, he is searching for a home, and true love.

Strengths: Tzilon is a able swordsman; however, his strength lies with the bow.  Self-taught, this skill places him above and beyond the other men of his hometown.  Like most people of rougish occupation, Tzilon is a master of stealth and evasion, and normally will employ this skill rather than direct combat.  He also is a natural-born actor, which sometimes leads him to take jobs as a flimflammer, or con-man.  Although it may not be readily obvious, he does strive to be honest and true in his actions.  He has a natural cleverness that allows him to see the best action to take when in a tight spot.

Weaknesses: Tzilon tends to shut people out before they get to close, and has a hard time trusting anyone.  Becaue of his tendency to hold grudges, his actions sometimes are illogical, and he loses many a potential ally.  Also, his vision is next to nothing in his left eye, due to the wound recieved there.  This is a hinderance in close-range fighting, as someone could easily sneak up on that side of him.  Because of his history as a bandit, he has a hard time finding honest occupation.

History:
In the village of Emryden, a child was born to Silas and Miaela Ikara.  The child was unexpected; the Ikaras never planned to have a child, nor wished to.  They gave their son the name Tzilon, and, along with life, was one of the few things they ever gave to him.

At the time of Tzilon's birth, Silas was a prominent merchant in Emryden, and a member of the town's council.  His wife, Miaela, was also a busy and respected woman, and worked as Silas' chief assistant, her brilliant mathmatical mind making her a invaluble help to her husband.  The greater their buisness grew, however, the more neglected their child became.  Tzilon was passed to countless caretakers as the his parent's ventures became more frequent.

When Tzilon was eleven years old, Miaela contracted an unknown disease while on a buisness trip abroad.  Silas did everything he could for his wife, but he was helpless, and watched his life-partner slowy waste away.  When the disease had entered the final stages, Miaela had her son brought to her.  Half-crazed with pain, she screamed curses at Tzilon, blaming him for her sickness.  The terrified child started to slowly back away, but she flung out her unkempt hand, her finger raking down across his eye.  From that day onward, Tzilon Ikara retained a scar across his eye, and the memory of his mother's madness in his heart.  

Two weeks later, Miaela Ikara was pronounced dead.  Silas was hardened by his grief, and threw himself completely into his buisness, ignoring his son more than ever.  When Tzilon turned thirteen, Silas was elected to the office Mayor of Emryden.  He was intending to send Tzilon away to a far-off school, where he needed to have nothing more to do with him than monetary support; however, Tzilon's grandfather, Kerl, intervened.

Kerl Jojal was a Dalorin priest who had traveled with his coven to Emryden when news reached him of his daughter's sickness.  Although he arrived too late to be of any help to her, he was able to prevent Tzilon's further castration from his family.  He took the young man with him as he left the town, and raised him to manhood, giving him a sense of truth and justice.  Although he tried his best, he never seemed to instill in Tzilon a love for academics, or even the healing arts.

Eventually, Kerl realized that the Dalorin sect was not the place for the young man, and realized he could do no more for him.  On Tzilon's twentieth birthday, his grandfather sent him out into the world to find his own home.  He wandered from town to town, developing his emerging skills, especially with archery (which he had loved since he was a child).

After fifteen years spent away from Emryden, he finally returned, but not to stay.  Tzilon had gone there for one thing: the family's hereditary title of Dragonslayer.  He could no longer bear the thought that his father carried the noble name; his father, who had neglected and never cared for him, a man who had fixed himself in Tzilon's mind as one of the most cruel and heartless man in Santharia.  Whether this was the truth or not, he was determined to steal the Parchment of Titlement, and make the Dragonslayer name his own.

Tzilon arrived in Emryden in the dead of the night, when all the city was asleep, save the city watch and a handfull of revelers.  The memories of the city flooded back to him, some melencholy, some painful.  He resolve stregthed him, and, blocking out these thoughts (as he had become so skilled at), he went about his work.  Making his way to the old Ikara mansion, he left his horse outside, slowly and quietly scaled the wall, and finally entered his father's study.  He crept to the corner of the room, where there sat a tall vase that had not moved for as long as he could remember.  Reaching in, he clutched the old, worn parchment, and drew it from its resting place.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps running down the hallway, shouting.  Tzilon sprinted toward the window, climbed down the rope he had left there, and jumped on his horse.  But before he had gone far, a small twinge in his heart caused him to turn around and look at the window he had just left.  There was an old man standing there, and with a start, Tzilon realized it was his father.  But the deed had been done, and the thinking about the past would only make things worse.  Regaining his focus, he wheeled the horse back toward the town gates, and rode of to other places, believing that the past was now far behind him.  

Alhough Tzilon believes he lives in search of adventure, a time is coming soon when the past will catch up with him, and he will have to make a decision about love, where he belongs, and reconciliation with history...

Weapons:  Bow and Epheronian Broadsword

Belongings: Parchment declaring Jorge Ikara and his decsendents to hold the title of Dragoslayer

Edited by: Tzilon Ikara at: 4/14/05 18:56

[Luca the Thief]

Hallo! You are well on you way and so far is written well. Just a wuick comment or two:

1. You wont really need an "expert" on the tribe for a hometown since, despite the maps, moderately sized cities and under an be assumed throughout the continents, positioned anywhere you please in accordance to the tribe's territory.

2. You say "dragonslayer" but, just to forwarn you in case you have something in mind for the future, dragons are considered myths and dont technically "exist"....at least not on the boards. Just a heads up as you continue writing your already well done CD.

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[Kalína Dalá'isyrás]

Fascinating character. Luca already mentioned before I could get to it what needed to be changed and low and behold, the changes are made ><

I cannot wait to read the finished product

[Luca the Thief]

I will go look up your diseases just after I type this post for you, but I will also recommend a possible alternative if my search shows no fruits:

1. If I am not mistaken, getting gangreen (sp?) will eventually drive a person mad if the humors are not cleansed by a healer. I am pretty sure that gangreen has been mentioned without complaints before, so even if it is thus far undeveloped, it could be used.

EDIT: Unfortunatley, I couldn't find anything that really fit (except for one that effects the elderly only) unless you really wanted your mum to dive off the deep end. Er....become a freaky vampire/werewolf type thing. It's weird.

You are free to develop your own disease on the dev board and you could use something as a substitute in your CD until it was fully developed/approved, when you could edit it into your CD. Good luck! Interesting character so far.

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Edited by: Luca the Thief at: 3/20/05 19:18

[Tzilon Ikara]

Interestingly enough, I actually was planning on her contracting the Amyarian (sp?) disease originally, until I found out that only a small group of dark elves even have it, and would require major plot contrivances to pull it off, considering it's blood-transferrable only.  It is perfectly freakish, however.  I think I may just have her die of a yet-undiscovered disease, then create it later on the dev boards...

[Luca the Thief]

Alright. I'm not against this "unknown disease" for the time being, and with nothing else out of order, I give my approval. Well done.  

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[Khiera Meneris]

Nicely written CD!

I would like to give approval, but your character's strengths and weaknesses don't seem to be balanced. His strengths are all reasonable and acceptable, but there doesn't seem to be corresponding weaknesses. For example, an average individual in medieval times is ignorant and unimpressed by academics and history. Nothing special about that. Most people are bitter and caustic towards nobles or the "haves", especially if they are in the category of "have nots", which is usually the case with the average individual. How does being illogical and erratic disadvantage him in anyway?

See my point? I've found that the best way to balance out strengths and weaknesses is to clearly state out how listed weaknesses counteract against listed strengths. Depending on the character, it doesn't always have to be equal numbers of strenghts juxtaposed against an equal number of weaknesses, as long as the finished character is not too lopsided in result and relatively balanced.

You're very close to titlehood, just do some revising of your strengths and weaknesses, and you'll be on your way!  

[Tzilon Ikara]

Alright, it should be balanced now (hopefully).  It's a good thing I didn't go the whole nine hundred yards, and give him a sword called, "The Beard Trimmer of God Which Shoots Lightning Bolts As Well," or something like that.

[Khiera Meneris]

Alrighty, everything looks fine to me now

You're titled! Just post here once to make sure that your title works. I must say, i really like your avatar pic

Happy RPing and good job on the CD!

[Tzilon Ikara]

Does it work? Am I good to go?

YES!

Edited by: Tzilon Ikara at: 3/22/05 3:45

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