Glass Crafter
11-05-09, 04:22 PM
Name: Malain
Age: 20
Race: Human
Hair Color: Dirty blonde
Eye Color: Gray
*Occupation: Glass Artisan
*Personality: Malain is driven by her desire to become the greatest glass maker in the world. She resents that till now her sisters did not understand her greatness. After long feelings of being held back, she went out into the world to gain fame and skill in her craft. It’s not simple greed and pride however. She truly feels that she is a moral person, a godly person, and that all she does is out of goodness to better mankind. Even if she wants it to better herself as well. She’s not a selfish person, a bad person, or a good person; Malain is simply a person.
Appearance: Malain is a girl with dirty blonde hair that looks almost gray because of her garb. She wears a long robe of smoky gray tied at the waist with hemp. Her boots are so light as to be almost white. Over this her cloak is silvery gray. Around her throat is a soft velvet strip and all about her she wears glass jewelry. A crystal hangs on the end of a silver chain, teardrops dangle from her ears, and she wears several rings of stained glass. She is usually seen with a pack, and dangling from the side is some of her wares: many clinking bottles filled with jewelry and figurines of glass wrought with fair skill.
History:
Over the years studying in the temple, Malain began to hate them all. She’d entered the sisterhood with so much hope. It was a temple where sisters lived in and worshipped the gods. Once you joined, you would never leave, but the temple was far from a boring place. It was a place of harmonious learning. One could choose from many fields of studies. Some learned to read and write, others to dabble in healing or even farming. They used their skills to raise funds to keep the sisterhood running. It was a temple, a school, and Malain’s home.
Malain had chosen the arts. She tried to draw, but her hand wasn’t made to hold a quill either in sketching or writing. But she found she had a natural talent in pottery. It was the Head Sister who encouraged her to try her hand at different kinds of sculpting. She fashioned wood, clay, even a little jewelry, but what she shone in was her glass making. She remembered that first time she stood nervously and watched the sisters looking at her work, and still she remembered the surge of triumph at their smiles and admiring eyes. Was it so wrong to feel pride in her work?
But it was no good. When they looked at another acolyte’s work, they had those same admiring eyes. Yet hers wasn’t half so skilled as Malain’s! She realized that she’d gain no true recognition for her work. She tried desperately to improve her skills, to gain the praise she rightfully deserved above all others, but it was as if they’d look with love at her lowliest works as well as her highest. They were stupid, stupid and thoughtless. Couldn’t they understand genius when they saw it?
It was as she entered womanhood that the Head Sister spoke with her. Curiously, Malain had remained acolyte and was yet to be raised to a full Priestess. “You have lost the way of the gods,” the sister told her firmly, “which is why you remain an acolyte. In the arts you are a master, but in your soul you are a mere child. The fact that your soul is so restless not only shames the gods, it leaves your artwork dead and without warmth. To fulfill yourself and yes, even fulfill your work, you must take the time to dwell on the magnificence of the gods, and realize they are far more beautiful and amazing than any sculpture of glass you might make. Think on this.”
Malain did. But all she could hear were the Head Sister’s words. Her artwork... dead and without warmth. What does she know, Malain thought furiously. She has not any talent besides bleating psalms and pouring holy water. No one understands me, not even the gods. The neglect for her skill festered in Malain like a canker. She remained an acolyte, and the skill of her work grew ever more. Dead... how can she say that, look at the beauty of my work!!!
And yet, they were all against her. It was not only the Head Sister who told her she was lacking, it was all her sisters. They didn’t recognize her skills and left her a lowly acolyte. Nay! They were jealous, she came to realize with a shock. No one could rival her artwork, and it was bringing in great sums of money. Once again, that accursed Head Sister came to her. “You do not understand,” she said softly. “We have come to a decision. You must set aside your artwork for a year and a day, and spend it in meditation. At the end of the time, if we deem you have truly made an effort, you shall be raised to a full Priestess. That or you must leave for a year and a day, and return to us thereafter.”
It was as Malain expected! They were really envious of her skills. Whilst she did not improve on her artwork for a year and a day, they would try everything in their power to surpass her. It was a choice that was no choice. “I shall leave,” she said, “and achieve greatness. Then you shall see how mistaken you are. Then, you shall beg me to come back. But I may not.” And she left. There was no one to hold her back any longer.
Skills:
Glass artisan – Malain is skilled at fashioning things from glass. Whether it is functional things like windows or beautiful figurines, she can make it good enough to make a tidy living. Despite being talented, though, she’s not anywhere near being a master glass maker of any renown. She can also weave simple enchantments into her glass, to make them up to two times lighter, sturdier, or easier to hold than normal glass.
Glass wielding: Malain can summon magically imbued glass in several moments to attack or defend her. She can move about a small shield of glass at will and fashion it into any shape. However, she must summon it near herself and can control it only in a ten yard radius. As her magic grows, so does the speed and sharpness of her glass, though right now she can move it only as fast as an average warrior might swing a sword, and injures no more than normal glass. Because it’s magical it can block both physical attacks and magic, but will vanish shortly after striking or being struck. If the magical or physical attack are higher than her own magic the glass will break. Or she can make glass (she created, not existing glass) vanish at any time. Besides that, any glass she creates will vanish after twenty seconds. Fighting more than five minutes with no rest will exhaust Malain magically and a little physically.
Reflective Illusion: Her only non-physical attack. Malain raises sheets of glass and bounces her magic off of them to make another illusion of herself, while concealing her true self, as a diversionary tactic
Staves: Malain can wield a staff as well as a new squire.
Equipment:
Glass staff: A glass staff marked with many runes to make it light and twice as hard to break as normal glass. Physically it performs as well as any staff, but it also has the ability to protect against physical spells in a counter. If anyone besides Malain holds it it will be heavy as dense stone.
Unbreakable bottles: Malain has many bottles enchanted to be a little harder to break than normal glass, able to hold both physical material and spells.
Age: 20
Race: Human
Hair Color: Dirty blonde
Eye Color: Gray
*Occupation: Glass Artisan
*Personality: Malain is driven by her desire to become the greatest glass maker in the world. She resents that till now her sisters did not understand her greatness. After long feelings of being held back, she went out into the world to gain fame and skill in her craft. It’s not simple greed and pride however. She truly feels that she is a moral person, a godly person, and that all she does is out of goodness to better mankind. Even if she wants it to better herself as well. She’s not a selfish person, a bad person, or a good person; Malain is simply a person.
Appearance: Malain is a girl with dirty blonde hair that looks almost gray because of her garb. She wears a long robe of smoky gray tied at the waist with hemp. Her boots are so light as to be almost white. Over this her cloak is silvery gray. Around her throat is a soft velvet strip and all about her she wears glass jewelry. A crystal hangs on the end of a silver chain, teardrops dangle from her ears, and she wears several rings of stained glass. She is usually seen with a pack, and dangling from the side is some of her wares: many clinking bottles filled with jewelry and figurines of glass wrought with fair skill.
History:
Over the years studying in the temple, Malain began to hate them all. She’d entered the sisterhood with so much hope. It was a temple where sisters lived in and worshipped the gods. Once you joined, you would never leave, but the temple was far from a boring place. It was a place of harmonious learning. One could choose from many fields of studies. Some learned to read and write, others to dabble in healing or even farming. They used their skills to raise funds to keep the sisterhood running. It was a temple, a school, and Malain’s home.
Malain had chosen the arts. She tried to draw, but her hand wasn’t made to hold a quill either in sketching or writing. But she found she had a natural talent in pottery. It was the Head Sister who encouraged her to try her hand at different kinds of sculpting. She fashioned wood, clay, even a little jewelry, but what she shone in was her glass making. She remembered that first time she stood nervously and watched the sisters looking at her work, and still she remembered the surge of triumph at their smiles and admiring eyes. Was it so wrong to feel pride in her work?
But it was no good. When they looked at another acolyte’s work, they had those same admiring eyes. Yet hers wasn’t half so skilled as Malain’s! She realized that she’d gain no true recognition for her work. She tried desperately to improve her skills, to gain the praise she rightfully deserved above all others, but it was as if they’d look with love at her lowliest works as well as her highest. They were stupid, stupid and thoughtless. Couldn’t they understand genius when they saw it?
It was as she entered womanhood that the Head Sister spoke with her. Curiously, Malain had remained acolyte and was yet to be raised to a full Priestess. “You have lost the way of the gods,” the sister told her firmly, “which is why you remain an acolyte. In the arts you are a master, but in your soul you are a mere child. The fact that your soul is so restless not only shames the gods, it leaves your artwork dead and without warmth. To fulfill yourself and yes, even fulfill your work, you must take the time to dwell on the magnificence of the gods, and realize they are far more beautiful and amazing than any sculpture of glass you might make. Think on this.”
Malain did. But all she could hear were the Head Sister’s words. Her artwork... dead and without warmth. What does she know, Malain thought furiously. She has not any talent besides bleating psalms and pouring holy water. No one understands me, not even the gods. The neglect for her skill festered in Malain like a canker. She remained an acolyte, and the skill of her work grew ever more. Dead... how can she say that, look at the beauty of my work!!!
And yet, they were all against her. It was not only the Head Sister who told her she was lacking, it was all her sisters. They didn’t recognize her skills and left her a lowly acolyte. Nay! They were jealous, she came to realize with a shock. No one could rival her artwork, and it was bringing in great sums of money. Once again, that accursed Head Sister came to her. “You do not understand,” she said softly. “We have come to a decision. You must set aside your artwork for a year and a day, and spend it in meditation. At the end of the time, if we deem you have truly made an effort, you shall be raised to a full Priestess. That or you must leave for a year and a day, and return to us thereafter.”
It was as Malain expected! They were really envious of her skills. Whilst she did not improve on her artwork for a year and a day, they would try everything in their power to surpass her. It was a choice that was no choice. “I shall leave,” she said, “and achieve greatness. Then you shall see how mistaken you are. Then, you shall beg me to come back. But I may not.” And she left. There was no one to hold her back any longer.
Skills:
Glass artisan – Malain is skilled at fashioning things from glass. Whether it is functional things like windows or beautiful figurines, she can make it good enough to make a tidy living. Despite being talented, though, she’s not anywhere near being a master glass maker of any renown. She can also weave simple enchantments into her glass, to make them up to two times lighter, sturdier, or easier to hold than normal glass.
Glass wielding: Malain can summon magically imbued glass in several moments to attack or defend her. She can move about a small shield of glass at will and fashion it into any shape. However, she must summon it near herself and can control it only in a ten yard radius. As her magic grows, so does the speed and sharpness of her glass, though right now she can move it only as fast as an average warrior might swing a sword, and injures no more than normal glass. Because it’s magical it can block both physical attacks and magic, but will vanish shortly after striking or being struck. If the magical or physical attack are higher than her own magic the glass will break. Or she can make glass (she created, not existing glass) vanish at any time. Besides that, any glass she creates will vanish after twenty seconds. Fighting more than five minutes with no rest will exhaust Malain magically and a little physically.
Reflective Illusion: Her only non-physical attack. Malain raises sheets of glass and bounces her magic off of them to make another illusion of herself, while concealing her true self, as a diversionary tactic
Staves: Malain can wield a staff as well as a new squire.
Equipment:
Glass staff: A glass staff marked with many runes to make it light and twice as hard to break as normal glass. Physically it performs as well as any staff, but it also has the ability to protect against physical spells in a counter. If anyone besides Malain holds it it will be heavy as dense stone.
Unbreakable bottles: Malain has many bottles enchanted to be a little harder to break than normal glass, able to hold both physical material and spells.