Name: Kryos Ralshyn
Age: 24
Race: Dwiilar
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 163 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark Red (day), Silver (night)
Occupation: Denizen of Darkness
Title: Raldian of the Dwiilar
The Dwiilar: All information regarding the Dwiilar can be found here. Due to the vast size of the article, the recommended sections to be read would be "Inherent Abilities and Weaknesses," and "The Raldian" found under the subsection of "Government."
Personality: Kryos comes off as a very cold, uncaring person, and because of this he is always observed with eyes of suspicion. His upbringing and past have given him a different view of the world, and that in combination with his heritage makes others believe he is arrogant. Watching, but not participating in the happenings around him, he learns as much as he can, thereby increasing his own knowledge. Only when he must will he speak or act. Being neither pessimistic or optimistic, he looks at the facts and make his judgements accordingly. His observations and increasing knowledge about the world around him make his words very insightful, or if nothing else, logical, which adds to his arrogant appearance. However, occasionally there have been people who have managed to become a larger part in Kryos' life, who have earned his trust and affection. These are the few who have seen the subdued side of Kryos, one filled with passion, warmth and care, as he very rarely lets these emotions surface. Driven by his own desires and the pursuit of truth and knowledge, he is not bound by society's view of moral right and wrong. He does whatever means he finds acceptable to accomplish his goals. And, like a blistering plague which refuses to leave, the thought of revenge is rooted deep within his heart.
Appearance: Kryos is well-built; his stature speaks of the wild and elegant beauty of the elfin kind, but with the rugged blend of mortality. Along his arms and body, multiple scars can be found lacing his pale skin. He bears two rings, one on his right ring finger, and the other on his left middle, each engraved with the Dwiilarian symbols of redemption and truth, respectively. His clothes are the deepest shade of twilight, blue before the final stage of ink. He wears pants, comfortable boots, belt, and a loose shirt whose sleeves extend to the elbows. Over his shoulders is the black straps which hold his sword, which is always slung across his back.
His hair is of uniform medium length, hanging just past his eyes and ears in front and nearly to his shoulders in the back, and he does not arrange it any particular way. Rather, he lets it fly free, subject to the air around him. Forgotten blues and deep indigos rest in the dark plume of his hair, complimenting his clothes. Kryos has a slender face, with high cheekbones. But perhaps the most distinguishing feature are his eyes. They shine, no matter what color they are, with an almost sinister light, a hidden glow of knowledge. During the reign of the sun, his eyes take on a deep, red hue, shining as vivid as freshly-spilt blood. On the other hand, during the night, his eyes shine silver, stained mercury glowing from within. And always, no matter the shade, his gaze is sharp, piercing through clouds of illusion and into the inner reaches of the soul.
History:Kryos was born in the capital of his people, Evalintal. As a child, he was treated as any other child, watched over, but respected as an equal. Then, when he turned eleven years old, he had a dream where he met with the soul of the previous Raldian, in the deep realm of the Fluenta. This signified his inheritance of the title and calling of the Raldian.
His training begun immediately in the ways of the Dwiilar. His teacher was patience at his struggles in learning how to fargaze at will, and he matured with the passage of time. His life, though difficult and frustrating at times, was good, and he enjoyed the beauty of life. He felt he was becoming the person his parents and peers expected him to be.
Until that night.
He was fifteen, and still struggling with fargazing. His best friend, Lorin, convinced him to go to Darken's Cave to continue learning the Dwiilarian art. Upon arrival, they were ambushed.
The Shadow Riders, the main faction of rouge Dwiilar that had turned from the mainly isolated life in Evalintal, bound them in the caves. They attacked Lorin, stabbed him before Kryos' eyes, and in a rage broke into the Fluenta for the first time. He attacked with all he had. But his strength was nothing compared to the power of the elite Dwiilar. They defeated him with ease, mocked him, and then attacked his soul. Agony filled him as he fought for his existance. He would not let them steal his power, as they had stolen Lorin's before his eyes.
He didn't know what saved him. He came to at the mouth of the cave, Lorin at his side. He eyes were still glowing with the powers of fargazing. He slung Lorin over his back and stumbled, crawled, and dragged his way back to the city. He went to the only place he could think of in his horrible state; the dwelling of his teacher. He collapsed at the door, barely managing to knock, before losing consciousness once again.
In the morning, he found that his wounds had been treated, the broken ribs and fingers bandaged as well as they could be. He was on the mend, until he discovered the true effects of the previous night.
Lorin had died.
His world, his innocence, was stripped away in that terrifying moment. He left, ran away from his people, his home, his duty. He ran in a blinded fear that kept him going. He couldn't accept what had happened. It had all been his fault. If only he had been stronger, more adept at his abilities, Lorin wouldn't have died. He ran without reason, only the numb chaos of his mind.
Until he remembered. The Shadow Riders lived on, and he recalled something they had mentioned. "It is time to add his power to ours." Kryos would not let this by. He stopped and organized his thoughts, and he began to plan. He would find the Shadow Riders, and he would find the answers to his questions.
Five years passed, and he came no closer to reaching his goal. At first, he simply learned how to survive. Then, he began hunting his prey. Yet every time he would get a lead, a disregarded clue, the Riders would vanish. In this process, he wasted five years chasing shadows.
So he changed his priorities. He began to live life, to learn so as to be better prepared when the time came to exact his revenge. His journies took him far and he met many people of many different origins. He learned much, and came to accept the facts of life. He managed to do something he had never thought he could. He forgave himself. He accepted that Lorin's death was not his fault. A close friend helped him realize this, and their friendship continues.
But revenge still clings to his heart. He cannot forgive the one's who stole his life, and the life of his friend. He continues on, always looking for a change to satisfy his burning desire for redemption.
Skills and Abilities:
Racial Advantages: Kryos, like the rest of the Dwiilar, benefits from speed, grace, and senses like that of the elves, which, in relation to humans, is equivalent to 2.5x human speed and grace, and 3.5x senses. However, Kryos has better vision than both elves and humans: approximately 4.5x human sight during the day and night, letting them see farther distances, and in darkened places, with more clarity.
Racial Abilities: The Dwiilar are set apart from the elves or the human race by their physical differences, but as well as their inherent abilities: Fargazing and Soul Magic.
Swordplay: Kryos is advanced in the use of his muandrian.
- Fargazing: Kryos has come a long way in his skill at Fargazing. During the day, he is restriceted to using Blood Gaze, while Moon Gaze can only be used at night. He can maintain fargazing in Althanas for up to one hour, and in the Fluenta for an hour and a half.
- Blood Gaze: Enables Kryos to read and better counter the moves of others. While being advanced in the analysis of moves, he is average at learning and mimicking the moves and techniques of his opponents. Lastly, he can only use these moves when he has activated Blood Gaze.
- The Heron's Dance: A style of sword and body movements that flow in a quick, successive chain. This allows Kryos to strike five times with his sword at three times his normal speed. This means that he moves 7.5x the speed of an average human, which makes blocking the attacks a difficult feat. After executing this move, Kryos will be unable to use it for some time (he can use it once for every three posts).
- Viper's Recoil: Gives Kryos greater resistance to blunt force trauma by letting him recoil or spin away from a blow.
- The Sandman's Touch: With this ability, Kryos is able to hit a pressure point on the right shoulder blade of a person that will cause their left arm to fall asleep for three minutes.
- Moon Gaze: Enable Kryos to detect the presence of others in the vicinity around him, as well as hear the conversations that may take place. His range is a one hundred twenty-five yard radius around himself, and the clarity with which he can make out sounds decreases the further the source is away from him.
- Soul Magic: Just like the rest of his race, Kryos controls the magics which affect the souls of others. This magic takes the form of white or black flames around the intended target.
- Charity Spell: Appears as white flames. Kryos is below average in using this spell, as he can only summon the flames to his hands. They have a average effect on others, causing them to become less stressed and more relaxed and content. The effect escalates with exposure to the spell.
- Bane Spell: Appears as black flames. Kryos is advanced with this spell, as he can engulf his entire body and sword with this spell. This spell is above average, more potent than the Charity Spell, sending the victim into doubt, depression and hopelessness more rapidly than the effects of charity. However, Kryos has also managed to project the Bane Spell to objects that are within ten feet of him (excluding living material), though the spell is not as powerful at this range.
Weapons: His prefered weapon is the muandrian, a sword unique to his race. It is made of a material known only by the blacksmiths of his kind that is of similar strength of Damascus (note that this is not the material used for Deliverances, seen in the Dwiilar article under the subsection "Weapons"). The Muandrian is similar to that of a katana, only that the blade is three inches longer and one inch wider. The design is of simple make and practical use. However, the blade has been enchanted with a holy attribute of medium strength, as seen here. The sheath also has this enchantment upon it, though of lesser strength. Over time, Kryos has learned to control the presence of the magic in his blade. Normally, the sheath and sword appear normal, similar looking to steel. If he touches the blade or sheath with a Charity spell, then the magics will surface, appearing as subtle white fog under the surface of the blade of medium luminescence. The brilliance will fade in twenty minutes time if not subjected to a Charity spell.
Equipment: Besides his weapon, Kryos carries two small, black bags that rest on his hip. These bags hold the basic travel necessities, as well as rolls of cloth and herbs used for healing purposes. He also carries one stamina potion that can be replenished every full moon.
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