Difference between revisions of "Azlem Riendotte"
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| − | '''Height:''' <font style="color:#a08f82"> | + | '''Height:''' <font style="color:#a08f82">5 Fulm, 6 Ilm</font> |
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'''Build:''' <font style="color:#a08f82">Average, lean</font> | '''Build:''' <font style="color:#a08f82">Average, lean</font> | ||
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:<font style="color:#f4de81;" size="3">₪</font> '''Dictated tribe''' | :<font style="color:#f4de81;" size="3">₪</font> '''Dictated tribe''' | ||
| − | ::: Azlem was born in | + | ::: Azlem was born in a nomadic tribe with an excessively dictating leader. His tribe traveled around the world and settled down at places for as short as weeks to as long as a few years. |
::: The leader of his tribe was a cold hearted male who did not care about his tribe members but his profit and amusement. He killed or sold away anyone that got on his wrong side or women that he simply lost interest in. Publicly executing them and his power, he made sure that no one would dare oppose him but cower in fear. It wasn't simply because he was the leader that everyone let him continue his dictatorship - as if showing how unfair the world can be, he was an incredibly powerful individual and couldn't be beaten no matter how many of the tribe members came together to resist against him. Knowing full well how hopeless they are against him, everyone in his tribe long gave up - more exactly, did not dare to even think about opposing him. | ::: The leader of his tribe was a cold hearted male who did not care about his tribe members but his profit and amusement. He killed or sold away anyone that got on his wrong side or women that he simply lost interest in. Publicly executing them and his power, he made sure that no one would dare oppose him but cower in fear. It wasn't simply because he was the leader that everyone let him continue his dictatorship - as if showing how unfair the world can be, he was an incredibly powerful individual and couldn't be beaten no matter how many of the tribe members came together to resist against him. Knowing full well how hopeless they are against him, everyone in his tribe long gave up - more exactly, did not dare to even think about opposing him. | ||
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:<font style="color:#f4de81;" size="3">₪</font> '''Unexpected visitor''' | :<font style="color:#f4de81;" size="3">₪</font> '''Unexpected visitor''' | ||
| − | ::: The days, months and years passed by in a haze of dull, identical routines until one day when he was suddenly pulled out of the haze by a mysterious dark figure. The unexpected guest appeared out of nowhere one night and brutally murdered the owner of the brothel and his subordinates, painting the walls and floors of the brothel with their blood. All Azlem could make out of the figure in the | + | ::: The days, months and years passed by in a haze of dull, identical routines until one day when he was suddenly pulled out of the haze by a mysterious dark figure. The unexpected guest appeared out of nowhere one night and brutally murdered the owner of the brothel and his subordinates, painting the walls and floors of the brothel with their blood and echoes of screams filled the halls. All Azlem could make out of the figure in the pitch black darkness was red glowing eyes. When their eyes met - or so he thought - he heard a voice in his head, calling out his name; telling him to open his eyes. But to what? The questions did not linger for long as the figure disappeared into the darkness as swiftly as they appeared. |
| − | ::: After his | + | ::: After his shackles were removed, he felt more lost than freed. He had lived the entirety of his life in captive, controlled and used by someone; freedom was too foreign to him that he did not know what to do. A few days past, as he was lingering around the area of the brothel now nothing but a ruin, a girl approaches him and offers to help. He learns that her name is Eiai Airi, and she teaches him how to use conjury as a starting class for his journey to adventuring. Finding it useful that you can heal yourself as well as be able to protect yourself, he decides to walk further into the art of conjury. |
:::However, with his distrust and cold-bloodedness towards strangers, he often overlooked and ignored people who required aid; watching coldly as they were left to die. | :::However, with his distrust and cold-bloodedness towards strangers, he often overlooked and ignored people who required aid; watching coldly as they were left to die. | ||
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| − | <div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 10px;">All art, unless otherwise specified, | + | <div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 10px;">All art, unless otherwise specified, are drawn by me; [[Azlem Riendotte]]. |
Revision as of 13:01, 12 January 2018
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Azlem Riendotte 「In this world, it's use or be used.」 About
Error creating thumbnail: File missing Height: 5 Fulm, 6 Ilm Weight: x Ponze Build: Average, lean Skin Tone: Tanned brown Tail: Long and fluffy Notable Features: Nails can become sharp Scars: Large scars on his neck, wrists and ankles from shackles. Otherwise small scars can be found scattered around his body. A huge scar across his abdomen. Hair: Dark brown Eyes: Golden yellow
To him, helping people out are okay, but only when he feels like it. He does not understand why people would spend so much of their efforts trying to help strangers out. He thinks that the strangers don't care about you, and neither does he care about them. He can come across as incredibly cold hearted because of this in some situations.
Because of his gentle demeanor and mild nature, he can be a great listener. He loves listening to his friends' tales and fun events, and more than willing to listen to their complaints as well. As he says, simply talking it out to someone can take a weight off of your heart.
He is good at hiding his emotions and doesn't let it slip past through his expressions. He can show expressions, but they are rarely genuine. This makes him incredibly difficult to read. All this adds on to his habit of lying; he lies almost all the time, and nothing could possibly be trusted about what he says once you start doubting. There are genuine words in there somewhere but with all the lies covering it, it's almost impossible to tell what the truth is.
Some of these rumours are untrue, speculation, or exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumours under the Player Character category.
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