Sevellus
01-18-07, 08:11 AM
Sevellus Takmarin
Sex - Male
Race - Elf (High elven stock)
Height - 5'2"
Weight - 95lbs
Hair - Fair blonde
Eyes - Copper
Age - 192
Occupation - Blade Singer Bound
Almen, Vier Dranoth...
Tier Manier noth myer noth...
Tien Fielein-oneal o locteh sinn,
Suteh vorine tei malorinn,
Myer stin-Ales OROTH!
-Blade Singer battle-taunt
(Come tainted men...
Step forward one by one...
When your cursed axes grow heavy,
Under the weight of magic,
By the Fists of Ales you'll DIE!
Well, it rhymes in elven.)
Image
Sevellus' form is slender and wirey even by elven standards, and his height does not reach even that of the average human woman. However, being an elf of noble birth, he holds himself with the power and grace of a nobleman, and his deceptive physique is powerfully muscled, rivaling a few human warriors in power. Long, golden hair reaches the center of his back in rows of tight braids, studded with beads and charms. His coppery eyes always seem cold, even while smiling, and are angular, almond shaped. A single piece of black muslin bandage surrounds his upper torso, wrapping around his neck, then extending down each arm in turn, doubling back to wrap his torso. Pieces of the muslin jut out of the wrapping in many areas, hanging and dangling from his neck and arms, giving him a gaunt, mummified appearance which contrasts bizarrely with his handsome features. His legs are clad in a very loose fitting pair of pants, almost appearing as a skirt when his legs stand together. A long silver scarf wraps twice around his neck, falling down his back far past his hair, almost reaching the back of his knees. This strange garb is not without purpose however. The fighting style of the blade singer is a whirling, spinning dance. The flowing strands of muslin, the billowing of his lose fitting pants, and the erratic swaying of his silvery scarf and beaded hair serve to give the blade singer a blurring appearance as he spins causing confusion, giving him an advantage in battle.
A pair of twin maces hang from his hip. They are of elven make; slender and decorated, hardly seeming to be a threat. However, like his body, any who judge by appearance are usually taken aback by the sheir power and ferocity of the elves.
Personality
Sevellus is in the process of learning the way of the Blade Singer, which stands as the elven elite guard. Recently failing his entrance exams into this esteemed position has altered his demenor. Confident in his abilities in magic and with the mace, he is brash and arrogant, and ultimately disgruntled, facing new trials with a sneer and an angry heart. However, when a man or woman proves themself to be a competant warrior and loyal friend, he in turn is a loyal, and dangerous companion. Even some he would call friend still find themselves subject to biting sarcasm and quips every so often though, and thus his friends are usually few and far between.
History
Being of noble birth in the community of rich elven culture, as a child Sevellus knew only luxury. Born Asille Takmarin, and later changed when his adult name was given to him one the day of ascension, Sevellus excelled in his studies, often victimized by the less intelligent of the elven children for his skill, as in all cultures. Patience persevered, and upon graduation, Sevellus found himself in a higher position than those who antagonized them. His bullies now found him as their better in the blade singer academy, and time had not been kind to his disposition. Sarcastic and arrogant now, it was his turn to belittle those in his charge. As years passed, the Councel of the Blade appointed him to a position of instructor, but later regretted their decision, when many would-be students dropped out of the academy, rather than face another day of practice under his spiteful eye. The councel unanimously agreed that Sevellus would be an instructor no longer.
Expelled from the acadamy Sevellus returned home in rage on the eve of his first century of life. He gathered a few of his possessions and left Raiaera, and headed away from his elven homeland, putting as much distance between himself and those who persecuted him as possible. He would return. One day. The feeble politicians and superiors just did not see his talent! His skill in the mace and power of majicks just were not recognized! Those who persecuted him would instead marvel at his grace, strength, and power. They would have to admit that Sevellus was their better, and beg for his return. They will have no choice.
Skills
Blade Singer
Blade Dance - A general term, as the blade singers specialize in a variety of weapons. Sevellus' is the mace. His fighting style involves a series of elaborate twists and spins he practices routinely. Although he has the potential to be a master of the art, the abrupt end to his training has stunted his growth. He still practices the few slivers of knowledge that he holds and lives by them. However, until he returns for more formal instruction, his progress will be limited.
Magic - Magic is the left hand of a blade singer, melding spells into their being has they spin and twirl. Leaving the academy before his skills in the art were honed to perfection, Sevellus has a limited number of spells at his disposal. Every spell has material components, some of which are used up upon the spells completion, and some of which can be reused. Each material component and its use is listed in the spell's description.
Armor - Sevellus envokes an aura to surround his body, protecting him from enemy attacks, reducing the damage he takes in combat. A greivious wound becomes moderate, a moderate wound becomes minor, a minor wound becomes merely a scratch. Anything that would prove to be fatal is not affected. The spell's duration varies depending on the skill of the opponent. It is defeated after it reduces a single greivious wound, or after multiple moderate or minor damages have been inflicted. After two of the opponents posts, regardless of damage inflicted, the spell dissipates. the material component of the spell is a pinch of crumbled granite which can not be reused.
Other
Sevellus' Sharp Tongue - Sevellus has a knack for defeating an opponents moral with harsh words, and belittling, snyde comments. Many find themselves thinking much less of their own abilities after a confrontation with him
Possessions
Twin Maces - These maces are made of elven steel. They are lightweight and slightly less likely to break, but are just steel in all other aspects.
Spell Component Pouch - This pouch has a series of pockets in which lie Sevellus' material components for his magic. It currently contains 3 pinches of crumbled granite.
Sex - Male
Race - Elf (High elven stock)
Height - 5'2"
Weight - 95lbs
Hair - Fair blonde
Eyes - Copper
Age - 192
Occupation - Blade Singer Bound
Almen, Vier Dranoth...
Tier Manier noth myer noth...
Tien Fielein-oneal o locteh sinn,
Suteh vorine tei malorinn,
Myer stin-Ales OROTH!
-Blade Singer battle-taunt
(Come tainted men...
Step forward one by one...
When your cursed axes grow heavy,
Under the weight of magic,
By the Fists of Ales you'll DIE!
Well, it rhymes in elven.)
Image
Sevellus' form is slender and wirey even by elven standards, and his height does not reach even that of the average human woman. However, being an elf of noble birth, he holds himself with the power and grace of a nobleman, and his deceptive physique is powerfully muscled, rivaling a few human warriors in power. Long, golden hair reaches the center of his back in rows of tight braids, studded with beads and charms. His coppery eyes always seem cold, even while smiling, and are angular, almond shaped. A single piece of black muslin bandage surrounds his upper torso, wrapping around his neck, then extending down each arm in turn, doubling back to wrap his torso. Pieces of the muslin jut out of the wrapping in many areas, hanging and dangling from his neck and arms, giving him a gaunt, mummified appearance which contrasts bizarrely with his handsome features. His legs are clad in a very loose fitting pair of pants, almost appearing as a skirt when his legs stand together. A long silver scarf wraps twice around his neck, falling down his back far past his hair, almost reaching the back of his knees. This strange garb is not without purpose however. The fighting style of the blade singer is a whirling, spinning dance. The flowing strands of muslin, the billowing of his lose fitting pants, and the erratic swaying of his silvery scarf and beaded hair serve to give the blade singer a blurring appearance as he spins causing confusion, giving him an advantage in battle.
A pair of twin maces hang from his hip. They are of elven make; slender and decorated, hardly seeming to be a threat. However, like his body, any who judge by appearance are usually taken aback by the sheir power and ferocity of the elves.
Personality
Sevellus is in the process of learning the way of the Blade Singer, which stands as the elven elite guard. Recently failing his entrance exams into this esteemed position has altered his demenor. Confident in his abilities in magic and with the mace, he is brash and arrogant, and ultimately disgruntled, facing new trials with a sneer and an angry heart. However, when a man or woman proves themself to be a competant warrior and loyal friend, he in turn is a loyal, and dangerous companion. Even some he would call friend still find themselves subject to biting sarcasm and quips every so often though, and thus his friends are usually few and far between.
History
Being of noble birth in the community of rich elven culture, as a child Sevellus knew only luxury. Born Asille Takmarin, and later changed when his adult name was given to him one the day of ascension, Sevellus excelled in his studies, often victimized by the less intelligent of the elven children for his skill, as in all cultures. Patience persevered, and upon graduation, Sevellus found himself in a higher position than those who antagonized them. His bullies now found him as their better in the blade singer academy, and time had not been kind to his disposition. Sarcastic and arrogant now, it was his turn to belittle those in his charge. As years passed, the Councel of the Blade appointed him to a position of instructor, but later regretted their decision, when many would-be students dropped out of the academy, rather than face another day of practice under his spiteful eye. The councel unanimously agreed that Sevellus would be an instructor no longer.
Expelled from the acadamy Sevellus returned home in rage on the eve of his first century of life. He gathered a few of his possessions and left Raiaera, and headed away from his elven homeland, putting as much distance between himself and those who persecuted him as possible. He would return. One day. The feeble politicians and superiors just did not see his talent! His skill in the mace and power of majicks just were not recognized! Those who persecuted him would instead marvel at his grace, strength, and power. They would have to admit that Sevellus was their better, and beg for his return. They will have no choice.
Skills
Blade Singer
Blade Dance - A general term, as the blade singers specialize in a variety of weapons. Sevellus' is the mace. His fighting style involves a series of elaborate twists and spins he practices routinely. Although he has the potential to be a master of the art, the abrupt end to his training has stunted his growth. He still practices the few slivers of knowledge that he holds and lives by them. However, until he returns for more formal instruction, his progress will be limited.
Magic - Magic is the left hand of a blade singer, melding spells into their being has they spin and twirl. Leaving the academy before his skills in the art were honed to perfection, Sevellus has a limited number of spells at his disposal. Every spell has material components, some of which are used up upon the spells completion, and some of which can be reused. Each material component and its use is listed in the spell's description.
Armor - Sevellus envokes an aura to surround his body, protecting him from enemy attacks, reducing the damage he takes in combat. A greivious wound becomes moderate, a moderate wound becomes minor, a minor wound becomes merely a scratch. Anything that would prove to be fatal is not affected. The spell's duration varies depending on the skill of the opponent. It is defeated after it reduces a single greivious wound, or after multiple moderate or minor damages have been inflicted. After two of the opponents posts, regardless of damage inflicted, the spell dissipates. the material component of the spell is a pinch of crumbled granite which can not be reused.
Other
Sevellus' Sharp Tongue - Sevellus has a knack for defeating an opponents moral with harsh words, and belittling, snyde comments. Many find themselves thinking much less of their own abilities after a confrontation with him
Possessions
Twin Maces - These maces are made of elven steel. They are lightweight and slightly less likely to break, but are just steel in all other aspects.
Spell Component Pouch - This pouch has a series of pockets in which lie Sevellus' material components for his magic. It currently contains 3 pinches of crumbled granite.