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Cár'scál Sae'llán
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« on: March 07, 2010, 01:01:04 AM »

Name: Cár'scál Sae'llán
Gender: Male
Age: 260 - Appears to be About 29
Race: Elf
Tribe: Ylfferhim
Occupation: Vocalist/Forsworn Elven Knight/Swordsman

Titles:

Cór'raín fá Yln'fain'tir (Rough Translation - Black Knight of the Hidden)
Quarón Ecuá (Rough Translation - Oath Breaking) - Used by Elves
Windblade - Used by Humans


Appearance

Height: 2 Peds
Weight: 1 Pygge, 6 Hebs, 3 Ods, 3 Mut
Hair Color: Ash White
Eyes Color: Icy Blue


Physical Appearance

At the age of two hundred and sixty, this aged gentleman still retains his strength, vigor, charm, and strong will. At two peds his size is that of the average Ylfferhim, but the lean muscular tone of his body make him out to be a great deal larger than he should be. His icy blue eyes are filled with a confidence, and inner light that can easily steal the heart of any maiden who gazes into their depths. The knight's flowing white hair covers gracefully pointed left ear, while slightly obscuring his left eye and right ear from view. Soft lips of the palest pink are held in a vague smile that many confuse for a look of severity. The visage of this elven knight is that of an artist's unfinished master piece, consisting solely of sharp angles, and corners.

Smooth alabaster skin helps to accentuate the blue of his eyes, and soften his rugged countenance slightly. The easy movement of his limbs resembles that of water over well oiled leather, and meshes well with his confident and smooth strides. The liquid silver-white of his hair is worn long, and open as opposed to the plaited or braided style that most other men wear. Despite his angular features, and hard muscle both his skin and hair are exceptionally soft to the touch. His hands are relatively large, heavily calloused, and covered with a variety of scars that have made the skin as supple as leather.


Clothing

Knight's Garb
A white tunic clings tightly to his upper frame, and fits closely around the curve of his shoulders and chest revealing the hard lining of his muscles even through his clothing. The sleeves of the tunic have been altered such that they are similar in style to those of a mage's robe. While the tunic is relatively unadorned, the left sleeve bears the Knight's Code and the right sleeves bears his family tree, both inscribed in Ylffer and Elvish. Gold buttons run up the left side of the tunic, with each button adorned by a topaz the size of a small pea, numbering ten buttons in total.

A secondary tunic is worn below this but is more form fitting, and the sleeves end where the muscles of the shoulder and bicep connect. This secondary tunic is patterned along it's cuffs and neckline with floral patterns. Beneath this secondary tunic, a plain shirt of the purest white cotton acts as a piece of undergarment. In public, he wears the tunic fully buttoned and when it private usually unbuttons the top most button. Matching the white coloration of his tunic, the pants are billowy and provide easy maneuverability without clinging to his legs. His short sword hangs parallel to the ground because the sheath of the blade is attached to a belt which holds up his pants. The words, "Zeiél só Avásh, Sae'llán," are engraved in gold upon the white of the sheath and belt. Boots of the softest leather adorn his rough feet, and are always heavily oiled in winter and polished often in summer.


Military Casual
When in public, and not amongst a crowed of soldiers, he usually wears a white vest made by removing the sleeves from a tunic. The white of the vest tends to blend in with the coloration of his skin leading anyone who gives him a cursory glance the impression that he is naked. Despite being made of cotton, the vest has a relatively firm frame work giving the shoulders a more boxed shape. The neck is cut low in a v-shape providing him with "breathing room" due to the lack of a collar. Four wooden buttons hold the front of the best together each made of polished white wood. The pants are the same as those used in the Knight's Garb, but are held up by a sash of white cotton. Under this sash the same belt of the Knight's Garb is hidden beneath the sashes lengths.

Personality

Confidence is the cornerstone of Cár'scál's charming, but dark personality. With a voice as beautiful and smooth as liquid silver, many find him to be charming despite the underlying sarcasm, or anger that usually accompanies it. As a knight, his speech is exceptionally refined though this is easy lost when he is angered. Cár'scál enjoys both company, and solitude in equal measure, though he tends becomes more animated when around women. In conjunction with this he expresses a strong "devil-may-care" attitude, leading many to believe that he is simply lazy. Contrary to this, his mind is constantly taking in his surroundings, because he believes that death could come to him at any moment.

Due to his past, the Ylfferhim have no place in Cár'scál's heart, and he goes out of his way to make it clear to all of his "kin" should they cross paths. Having experienced a great deal of the world in his two centuries of life, Cár'scál can safely claim that he gets along relatively well with all races with the exception of his own. This due to his black mood when around other elves, or those of his own tribe. Mercifully he rarely let's this affect how he acts in public, though he may make a snide comment or two if provoked. Although one of the Ylfferhim, Cár'scál also has a strong dislike for magic in any and all forms. This sprouts not only from his dislike of his tribe, but from his inability to use magic.

Behind his simultaneously hot and cold personality, Cár'scál is an intellectual at heart. His cunning intelligence helps to make him an even more dangerous swordsman. Unfortunately, his smarts only work well in combat, while his mood tends to dictate what he says and how he says it. Usually Cár'scál's calm baritone voice provides a soothing, if not elegant sound for the ears of his listeners. As opposed to talking out one's problems, Cár'scál has no hesitation in drawing his blade upon anyone when angered. Cár'scál's person radiates a contempt for anyone below him, though he goes several lengths to disguise this well from other people.

As a musician, Cár'scál has a true love for the art, which is often hidden thanks to his dark personality. Whether vocal, or instrumental, the fallen knight enjoys hearing music in whatever form. Often he whistles or hums in a tune that matches his mood. More often then not an angry, or rushed sort of sound can be heard from his parted lips as he expresses his anger in a way bereft of words. Despite his angry personality, many can say that the music that comes from it is well worth his cutting glare and serious expression. This in turn extends to his fighting as in combat he tends to become more sadistic in his fighting. By inflicting ever larger increments of pain, he claims that he often takes his music and fighting skills to the next level.

While much of his past is hidden in obscurity, a perceptive enough individual maybe able to notice the anger that he uses to hid the pain of half forgotten memories. Even in his music, an undercurrent of riveting sorrow, loss, and grief can often be heard. Although not seeking revenge upon others, past mistakes and hatred towards his own kind have lead him to drop the mantle of knighthood. He claims himself to be a forsworn knight who could not follow the Knight's Code as he had been taught. For this he grieves on a near constant basis, and views the world as one in which justice is not something that can be given by the efforts of someone else. As such he feels it necessary to fight, and argue for what he believes to be just. This overly righteous personality is cause for alarm as he rarely hesitates in drawing his blade.


Strengths

The Short Sword Expert

Having from a young age practiced swordsmanship, Cár'scál is trained in the use of his elegantly made short sword. A strong grasp of both fencing, and fist fighting allow for a great deal of variation in sword technique which Cár'scál uses to full advantage in a fight. Cár'scál's skill is such that he is able to easily fight a dragoon despite the long range provided by their spears, and possess the necessary skills required to sheer armour of even the most heavily protected knight. In conjunction with this he uses his dexterous hands, and swift movements to make himself all the more deadly. His lack of unnecessary movements makes it difficult for his opponents to find openings in his tight guard. These incredible sword skills have helped him to save his neck despite being often disadvantaged.

Windblade

Among humans, Cár'scál is well known as "Windblade" due to the rippling speed at which his sword moves. His incredible sword mastery, and lack of wasted movements allows him to collect momentum that would be next to impossible for an average individual. In this way, his style of fighting is seen as both flowing, graceful, and exceptionally refined by the few who have seen him at work. Often the blade moves so quickly that it appears to ripple and waver. This in turn causes listeners to hear a high pitched keening sound which Cár'scál claims is the breathing of the wind.

A Charming Personality

Although Cár'scál's personality is rather dark, he can be extremely charming if he so chooses. Often he finds it necessary to behave nicely in order achieve a specific reaction that would not otherwise be possible through violence. Having spent a great deal of his time as a knight, Cár'scál is possessed of a refined speech whether speaking in Tharian, or Ylffer. This combined with his immaculate manners, and beautiful voice give the impression of a high classed gentleman, as opposed to the ruffian that he is. His lack of manners tends to become evident when in the company of elves as their presence alone makes him feel uncomfortable.

Dexterity

The lithe fingers of this elf are lightly calloused despite years of hard work, and quick movement that could have easily left much harder areas of skin on the hands of other individuals. Cár'scál's fingers are incredibly quick, allowing for still greater flexibility in his swordplay. Bodily, the momentum that Cár'scál favors is easily created by the swiftness of his movements. This nimbleness is not only used for swordsmanship, but are able to quickly tie and untie knots, catch a falling whetstone before it can touch the ground, pull a thread from a piece of cloth without bringing ruination upon the fabric, and any number of other feats that would require extraordinary speed to complete.

Short Fuse

Possessed of a powerful anger, Cár'scál uses his fury to his advantage when fighting or singing. When singing a song, none can claim that he puts no emotion into the words albeit most claim that he creates a "beautifully angry" sound. In combat, his anger helps to shut down unnecessary thought, and strengthens his sadistic appetite. Along with the ability to override other emotions, this fury is also able to sharpen all of Cár'scál other senses giving his fighting style an even more deadly quality. It should also be noted that his anger can be brought on by even the smallest of quips, and many have unknowingly irked him. It is not uncommon for an apothecary to have their hands full after such an "argument".

Reading, Writing, and Speaking

Having studied under and established Knight, and his father, Cár'scál is well versed in the reading and writing of both Tharian and Ylffer. Having been raised amongst people of all races, Tharian is Cár'scál's preferred language despite the obvious melodic qualities of Ylffer. In part due to his dislike of other elves, this fallen knight is able to easily speak Ylffer, but lacks an extensive vocabulary. Rarely does Cár'scál have a need for writing, and as such is rusty in the creation and duplication of runes and letters onto paper. Despite this he is able to easily read any message written in either Ylffer or Tharian.

Sound of a Nightingale

As with the vast majority of the Ylfferhim, Cár'scál is blessed with a voice that is even more beautiful than the average Ylfferhim elf. Many have compared the sound to that of silver in liquid form. This is due in part to the hard emotional edge he puts on the words, while the resonance of his voice softens the harsh tone of the lyrics. Due to the melodic quality of his voice, he is often able to attract the curiosity of others simply by being overheard.

Weaknesses

Short Fuse

Although this helps in physical combat, verbal sparing, and issues with authority usually end poorly for this violent elf. Muttering and incoherency usually follow around Cár'scál like the plague thanks to his angry personality. In conjunction with this, he has little problem with knocking out a militiaman, or guard if he feels it necessary. Having often been forced to submit before the law, Cár'scál has become relatively familiar with several minor guardsmen. Luckily his sword skills, and quick mind are able to keep him out of trouble. On the few occasions that he has been caught, he's been fortunate enough have gotten away with a tap on the wrist.

Achluophobia

An irrational fear of the dark has always been a prominent part of Cár'scál's life. Despite much prompting, and prodding he is unable to put out candles or lanterns before falling into sleep. In part this fear leads to a feeling of being enclosed or hemmed in which drives him to act irrationally. This makes it nearly impossible for him to move about at night, or in a dark forest without the assistance of a torch or some other form of lighting. Naturally this is cause for alarm in the wilderness as enemies, and cutthroats can easily spot him from a safe distance.

Hatred of Elven Kind

The death of both a loving father, and mentor are a heavy burden upon Cár'scál's mind and soul. Due to these deaths and his connections to the crimes, this former knight was expelled from all cities under the rule of the Ylfferhim. After his exile from his homeland, he voluntarily began to call himself a fallen knight. It is from this unjust accusation, and exile, Cár'scál hates the Ylffer with a driving passion. Although he never purposely draws attention to himself, he refuses to associate with those who unjustly sent him away from those he knew and loved.

Rhabdophobia

As one of the few Ylfferhim unable to do magic, Cár'scál is possessed of a strong fear of magic. This is due to an explosion that killed several of his close friends, and permanently scared him such that he refused to even attempt to learn magic. Although he can entrust his life to a mage, and can converse with them fairly well, he becomes extremely panicked around even the simplest of spells. This fear is exceptionally evident as crying, hysterics, blubbering, or incoherency usually ensues.

Drinking Problems

Shortly after having been exiled from Quallian Forest, Cár'scál found he'd acquired a new taste for alcohol. Although he began drinking in small quantities various ales and beers, he began to gradually increase his alcohol consumption. In no time at all he was moving on to hard liquors, and found himself spending a great deal more money than he had. Eventually he manage to find a balance between singing, mercenary work, tutoring, and drinking.

History

The Sound of Wind Amongst the Dead

Cár'scál was born to his father, Leais, on Nehstar, First Elfday, in the year 1410 A.S. It was in the afternoon of the same day that his mother passed away from loss of blood, and exhaustion. Leais was forced to raise his son on his own, and Cár'scál eventually became the focal point of his life. As a fully trained wizard, Leais intended for Cár'scál to follow in his footsteps as a mage. Although the death of his wife weighed heavily on his mind, he never let it come between his love for his son. Cár'scál grew with a strong love for his father, and rarely felt the need for a mother. It didn't take long for the two of them to realize that Cár'scál did not possess the natural ability to do magic. Despite this he still attempted to learn from a young age, all that he could about magic though he knew that he would probably be unable to do magic.

To Have Your Sword Breath the Air

Unable to do magic, and often ridiculed, Cár'scál spent a great deal of his time at home. At the age of fifteen, he found it difficult to talk with other elves due to his embarrassing lack of magical ability. Leais, unable to do anything about his son's glum mood often enticed him with interesting toys, and walks through the marketplace. On these occasions, the boy would often meet other children of all races, and spent a great deal of time amongst humans, dwarves, and orcs as opposed to other elves. It was on one of these excursions that Cár'scál fell in love with swordsmanship. A duel that had sprung up in the town square drew his attention, and along with the other bystanders, he watched as Marcus Swiftblade ran circles around his opponent. Upon seeing the rapt, and open mouthed attention with which his son watched the fight, Leais quietly convinced Marcus to take Cár'scál on as an apprentice. His son, overjoyed at the news, began to practice the blade with a crazed zeal.

The Wind is God's Messenger of Life and Death

As a human, and an Erpheronian knight, Marcus Swiftblade was well known for his incredible speed, strength, and charisma. Many claimed that he followed the Knight's Code to the syllable, and was often seen as the embodiment of good will towards others. Cár'scál became Marcus' champion student, and even into his old age, Marcus trained Cár'scál relentlessly. The bond between the two of them was that of a loving master, and eager student. The entire city of Yln'fain'tir was their play ground, as they often practiced in forgotten hovels, narrow alleyways, and upon the docks of the city. A little more than half a century passed in this way with Marcus growing old and gray, while Cár'scál became a formidable warrior. In accordance with his training, Marcus taught Cár'scál about the various races, honor, pride, justice, generosity, courage, dignity, righteousness, empathy, and acumen. It was through his tutelage that Cár'scál grew to love the thought of knighthood, and under Marcus began to foster the dream of becoming an Elven Knight of the Ylfferhim.

The Wind Guards and Loves It's Own

During the sixty two years of his training, Cár'scál often did charity work along side Marcus. In the slums of the city he would give some of his old toys to the children, and would often help the elderly or disabled in their daily tasks. Regularly he would invite one of the homeless to his home where they could then eat and stay the night in comfort. For his hard work he often received small tokens of appreciation, including several different kinds of buttons, marbles, flowers, and fish. As a supportive father, Leais helped his son in whatever way he could financially. With Marcus taking care of his son, Leais traveled a great deal after Cár'scál had turned twenty five. Naios became the city with which Cár'scál often associated his father, as it was there that Leais often made stops. At the age of forty, Cár'scál had become an exceptionally proficient swordsman. Much to his chagrin, Marcus found himself becoming an old man while his pupil remained eternally youthful and strong. Despite this he was still able to often best Cár'scál whenever they spared.

To Grow Strong ...

Aside from training in the Arts of War, many years were also spent in learning some of the more "gentle" arts. It so happened that when Cár'scál was showing Marcus about the market that he heard a bard singing outside a tavern. Telór Windsong was a traveling bard who was short on cash, and in exchange for a place to stay taught music to children. Even at the age of forty, Cár'scál had not lost his child like wonder and curiosity for the music that the bard made was elegant in a way he had never before experienced. During the late evenings he would often practice singing with Telór, and learned both practical singing and musical theory. Having been a wandering mistral for the last century or so, the aged elf had taken a powerful liking to humans. Though he often visited elven lands, Telór claimed that he was born half human leading him to take the last name Windsong. It was through the training of his two aged masters that Cár'scál grew into an powerful, and upstanding individual.

The Wind Can Never Be Stilled

It was in the final few years of his training that Cár'scál gained his fear of magic. Having grown up around members of the various races, fighting and death was not uncommon in Cár'scál's eyes. Though not completely accustomed to death, the idea itself was not entirely repulsive to him. While sparing with Marcus in the slums, an explosion obliterated one of the ramshackle houses nearby killing several small children and knocking both swordsmen off their feet. In horror Cár'scál watched as the psychotic mage stepped clear of the wreckage before fainting from exhaustion. Staring at the corpses of the children an overpowering fear was born in Cár'scál's heart. Picking up his fallen master, he made his way back to his house, but was unable to ever tell Telór what happened. Marcus having suffered a concussion had lost all memory of the incident and never brought up the topic.

Testing the Air

With his age catching up to him, Marcus realized that he could no longer compete with Cár'scál. It was with this thought in mind that he contacted several other knights to test the worth of his apprentice. The five knights called for the task were Dek Shieldarm, Thodin Fireson, Thar Bladeking, and the twins Kale and Kel Riptide. Having spent the last sixty years away from the Erpheronian people, Marcus had lost touch with many of his old friends. Having trained all five of the knights, Marcus was certain that they had grown up nicely and would be more than willing to assist him in training Cár'scál. Upon their arrival Dek, Thodin, and Thar expressed their anger and disappointment in Marcus whom they viewed as a kind of deserter. A brawl soon ensued with the twins and Marcus fighting against the other three pupils. Bitter towards their former teacher, the three quickly overpowered the twins before slaying Marcus. Several street children, having witnessed the fight informed Cár'scál of what had transpired.

The Exile of the Wind's Blade

Upon discovering this, in a fury Cár'scál began to hunt down the three knights. With the assistance of orphans, street children, homeless folk, elderly, and disabled, he was able to discover the tavern in which the three had made their base. With a righteous fury Cár'scál entered the establishment with his sword drawn. Issuing his challenge to the three he then asked them to fight him in fair combat, one on one. Despite this the knights refused to engage in combat with him. In a rage he launched himself at the three knights with his sword at the ready. Both Kale and Kel Riptide had managed to regain their senses shortly after Marcus' corpse had been taken away. The two had managed to track the three knights back to the tavern, and were in the room when Cár'scál had launched his attack. They now stood and fought along side their masters newest pupil, and through their assistance the three knights were beaten.

Still blinded by anger, Cár'scál turned on Kale and Kel who both perished before his blade. The three knights though already disarmed were soon beheaded by the know crazed elf. Having killed the five knights, Cár'scál broke down, and began to sob uncontrollably while the City Watch, and doctors were called. Cár'scál allowed himself to be escorted down to the jail house where he was forced to confess not only to the killing of the knights, and bystanders but of his own teacher. Several witnesses came forward, prepaid for by the three knights, who then testified against Cár'scál. It was decided on that evening, that at the break of dawn, Cár'scál would be hanged for his crimes.


Escaping on the Breeze

In the dead of night Telór made his way to the prison cell in which Cár'scál was being kept. Having bribed the guard, he staged a jail break, employing the use of his wind magic. Once outside, the two made their way to the docks where Telór had hidden the necessary provisions and equipment. Under the cover of darkness, they made their way out into the waters and back to the main land. Using his wind magic, Telór was able to guide the ship safely to shore despite a raging storm. The strength required for the spell drained him completely, and in the gray dawn of the next morning, he had already passed on. Grieving over the loss of his only other mentor and friend, Cár'scál traveled further inland in the hopes of finding his father.

Traveling Upon the Winds

Having left the only home he had ever known, Cár'scál found himself with no real sense of direction. In desperation he picked a direction at random and began walking away from Yln'fain'tir. Heading north he found himself confronted by large mountains which he carefully navigated through. During his time in the wilderness he gained the necessary skills for survival, often coming across brigands and vagabonds. With his skills and luck he was able to survive nearly twenty years of travel through the mountains. It was at the age of one hundred and four that he finally made his way clear of the mountains. Taking his time Cár'scál navigated his way to the city of Naios where he would eventually meet his father.

The Training Rounds

In the city of Naios, Cár'scál made a living as a musician, and tutor for young street children. With the realization that he had broken the rules of the Knight's Code, Cár'scál refused to call himself a knight though many of the humans who lived in the city claimed him to be one. The technique that he showed, and taught to the children became well known on the streets, and both kids and adults alike began calling him "Windblade." Thirty long years were spent tutoring street children, before Leais arrived in Naios. A small group of two boys and two girls began calling themselves "the Four Winds" after him. He could often be found in the slums with the four of them following at his heals.

The eldest of the group was twelve year old, Braritt, who used the last name Cár. Though fully aware that Cár'scál was not his actual father, he often saw a powerful father figure in him. The twin girls, Briane and Jacyla Lor, were both fascinated by the melodic voice of the elf, and would often beg him to sing songs for them. The youngest Reosik Syr was the quietest of the four, and was Cár'scál's favorite pupil though he lacked real proficiency in both music, and warfare. These children grew up under his wing, and in the years to come they grew into powerful soldiers. As the four of them grew older, they began to go their separate ways though they would often visit their teacher as he taught countless new students.

Braritt grew to become a powerful knight, and would often send money to Cár'scál. Both Briane, and Jacyla joined the Black Butterfly Rovers as entertainers, and swordswomen. Reosik remained with Cár'scál and helped a great deal in the training of the other children. Eventually "the Four Winds" were disbanded through simple old age, much to Cár'scál's disappointment. It was during these years that he fully understood the differences between humans and elves.


The Meeting of Paths

It was while training a small group of boys and girls that Leais happened upon Cár'scál. Having traveled a great distance, Leais would often make trips to Naios where he would often visit the children and help out the various homeless peoples. Both father and son were overjoyed to see one another and they spent a great deal of time discussing the various happenings over the last couple of decades. Once filled, Leais was set on proving his son's innocence to the rest of Yln'fain'tir, but this hope was to be short lived.

In confidence, Leais confided in his son, telling him the long tale of his travels. Having traveled far to the north with the assistance of many humans and elves, Leais had assisted in strengthening ties between the various races. It was on his return that he found himself being followed by a group of mysterious humans. In the dead of night they launched a surprise attack on him. Through his magical skills, Leais had been able to fend of the men, but failed in dissuading them further pursuit. It was through sheer poor luck that Leais was unable to shake them from his heels. Cár'scál had no doubts that the humans would soon attempt their luck once more in the city.

Unhappily the two spent the next weeks in preparation of the attack they felt confident would soon follow. On the second week, four armed men launched an attack on Leais and Cár'scál in the dead of night. The scuffle itself lasted a full five minutes, and the last man left standing was once more Cár'scál. Having killed the assassins, Cár'scál proceeded to dispose of the bodies before burying his father. Consumed with grief, he swore he would never return to Naios. Packing his few possessions, Cár'scál made his way still farther north in the hopes of finding some work elsewhere.


The Wind's Everlasting Trail

The next hundred and twenty years were spent in traveling around the two continents. Having left Naios, Cár'scál befriended many people on his travels though he refused to associate with elves whom he claimed made him uncomfortable. Often he would work as guard for merchant caravans, as he found ships reminded him necessarily of Yln'fain'tir. During these travels he would receive the opportunity to test his metal against many powerful, and well rounded swordsmen. During these years he further increased his understanding of fighting techniques, and the various races with whom he interacted on a daily basis.

While many of the people he meet were significantly pleasant, and understanding people, there were many who were intolerable in the extreme. From ill tempered humans, to hardened orcs, to violent dwarves, to stuck up elves, Cár'scál's personality became a large callous for his heart. Still weighed with the death of his mentors, and father, he would often find it difficult to associate with people whom he saw as righteous, and virtuous. As he interacted with people, he found himself upset with not only himself, but the world as a whole.

In the slums of various cities and towns, the name "Windblade" became extremely popular. Many talented squires, hunters, mercenaries, knights, and soldiers claimed to have been trained under the firm hand of a world wary elf with a temper that flared brighter than a blacksmith's bellows. At the age of two hundred and sixty, many merchants held a grudging respect for the rude elf and his quick blade. Many bards became familiar with the angry, sorrowful sound of the old elf's music which carried more emotion than he cared to share in his conversations with other people. Cár'scál often spent a great deal of time with humans, and could be easily be found in a tavern drinking to his hearts content. Although deprived of knighthood, Cár'scál still sings, and trains students in swordsmanship with alarming regularity where ever he goes.


Weapons

Short Sword
Cár'scál's short sword is his only weapon and the final memento from his mentor Marcus Swiftblade. The sword is made of fine watered steel, and is both elegant and practically made. The blade itself is short, but sturdy enough for cutting at armour. Having employed the use of a whetstone for many years, the blade is sharp enough to sheer through armour with relative ease. The handle is made of hard bone, wrapped in a heavily oiled black leather. The rectangular shape of the blade provides an firm, and steady fast tool for Cár'scál to work with. Engraved into the blade are the words, "Zeiél só Avásh, Sae'llán," in a shiny black coloration.

Belongings

 - Knight's Garb X3
 - Military Casual X3
 - Short Sword
 - Wallet
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« Reply #1 on: March 15, 2010, 10:34:13 AM »

Finally finished ladies and gentlemen of Santharia, I look forward to hearing your comments. Of course I'm sorry if this is exceptionally long, but I sincerely hope that you will enjoy the read. I hope you all have as much fun reading and critiquing this CD as I did in writing him up. Thank you all very much in advance for your time, and patience!

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« Reply #2 on: March 18, 2010, 01:45:38 AM »

I see no real issues here, Cár'scál. Good stuff. There are ongoing discussions among the mods/admins about the validity of elven knights, just so you know. The current development of elven culture on the Dev side does not give any cultural inclination towards knightly elves. In other words, elves do not make good knights due to their culture and philosophy. You may wish to read those entries on the Dev side by Rayne. I think you are familiar enough with the site to know where to find it. They are very enlightening regarding elven behavior.

Nevertheless, I am not holding your CD to those standards just yet. They are still in development and could change. So I give you a First Approval now.

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« Reply #3 on: March 18, 2010, 02:13:33 AM »

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he current development of elven culture on the Dev side does not give any cultural inclination towards knightly elves. In other words, elves do not make good knights due to their culture and philosophy.

They basically don't follow the *human* knightly ideals, but this also doesn't mean they don't have their own codes of ethics, standards. Feel free to help work on those a bit as you play the character, give us an idea on how Elven Knights behave and their ideals. :)

Elves hold a high level of respect for life and all living things, so perhaps keep this in mind.
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« Reply #4 on: March 21, 2010, 01:02:07 AM »

Thank you very much for the first approval Malexia.

As for the knightly ideals, I was intending for him to have a more human point of view because he doesn't associate with other elves. His mentors for the largest part of his life is a single human knight, and he doesn't experience a friendly relationship with another elf until he meets his vocal coach. With his father away for a good part of his life span, I'd think that he would lean more towards the human thought pattern, rather than that of a truly learned elf. However, I can understand where your coming from Kalína so if that's how you feel then I can certainly follow through with that style of play in game.

I look forward to further comments then from the rest of the Admins and Mods.
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« Reply #5 on: March 21, 2010, 01:34:56 AM »

I think your explanation satisfied my questions and concerns. You can leave it as is :)

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« Reply #6 on: March 21, 2010, 04:21:01 AM »

Thank you very much for the second approval Kalína.

I'd like to use the first one, Cór'raín fá Yln'fain'tir, but if it does not fit then I'd like to use Windblade.
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« Reply #7 on: March 21, 2010, 11:39:01 AM »

I went ahead and used Windblade for now, as it is shorter, thus easier to read in the little space.

You can definitely add the other to your sig though :D

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