Difference between revisions of "Azlem Riendotte"
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− | ::: Azlem was born in a nomadic tribe with an excessively dictating leader. His tribe | + | ::: Azlem was born in a nomadic tribe with an excessively dictating leader. His tribe travelled 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 | + | ::: 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 showing 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 could not be beaten no matter how many of the tribe members came together to resist against him. Knowing full well how hopeless they were against him, everyone in his tribe had long given up - more exactly, did not dare to even think about opposing him. |
::: Even while the dictator knew no one would dare defy him, he was afraid that one day any of the young male children could grow up to overpower him and throw him off of his throne. Not willing to take any chances, he sold away male children that showed any hints of becoming a possible threat in the future to the slave traders, killing two birds with one stone - getting rid of threats and gaining coins at the same time. | ::: Even while the dictator knew no one would dare defy him, he was afraid that one day any of the young male children could grow up to overpower him and throw him off of his throne. Not willing to take any chances, he sold away male children that showed any hints of becoming a possible threat in the future to the slave traders, killing two birds with one stone - getting rid of threats and gaining coins at the same time. | ||
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− | ::: Azlem was intelligent and had a talent in reading people's facial expressions and body language to percept their thoughts and true intentions behind their words. He picked up vast variety of knowledge from eavesdropping on people's conversations wherever his tribe traveled to, and because his tribe travelled around countless parts of the world, he had a vast bank of knowledge. Often sneaking into libraries and reading whatever he could get his hands on, he became as knowledgeable if not more as most adults by the age of 11. | + | ::: Azlem was intelligent and had a talent in reading people's facial expressions and body language to percept their thoughts and true intentions behind their words. He picked up vast variety of knowledge from eavesdropping on people's conversations wherever his tribe traveled to, and because his tribe travelled around countless parts of the world, he had a vast bank of knowledge. Often sneaking into libraries and reading whatever he could get his hands on, he became as knowledgeable, if not more, as most adults by the age of 11. |
− | ::: Unfortunately, Azlem gaining knowledge and being more intelligent than most started to catch the dictator's attention. The dictator only truly realized the immense threat Azlem's intelligence possessed when Azlem easily persuaded some townsfolk nearby where his tribe settled to gather what he wanted at the age of 13. Seeing how easily Azlem could move people to do his bidding with words, the dictator felt uneasiness and fear towards the boy. The fear grew stronger steadily until Azlem reached the age of 14, when the dictator had enough of taking any risks and sold him to the slave traders. | + | ::: Unfortunately, Azlem gaining knowledge and being more intelligent than most started to catch the dictator's attention. The dictator only truly realized the immense threat Azlem's intelligence possessed when Azlem easily persuaded some townsfolk nearby where his tribe settled to gather what he wanted at the age of 13. Seeing how easily Azlem could move people to do his bidding with just words, the dictator felt uneasiness and fear towards the boy. The fear grew stronger steadily until Azlem reached the age of 14, when the dictator had enough of taking any risks and sold him to the slave traders. |
− | ::: | + | ::: Azlem was sold as a sex slave and was sent to Ul'dah. He spends the next decade and a few years cuffed up and wandering a small section of the shady parts of the town, linking to the slums. Used to being used as nothing but a tool from his tribe, he did not find much difference in the 'new' life he was given and thus did not even think of 'being free'. There was no reason for him to want to escape, as he was oblivious to life of not being used as a tool - it was only natural. |
− | ::: The owner of the prostitude business used a similar method in which hunting birds are trained by. He chained and shackled the slaves on their neck, wrists and ankles and made it so that they had extremely restricted movements allowed. They would then be forced to live in that condition for few years until their reflexes | + | ::: The owner of the prostitude business used a similar method in which hunting birds are trained by. He chained and shackled the slaves on their neck, wrists and ankles and made it so that they had extremely restricted movements allowed. They would then be forced to live in that condition for a few years until their reflexes made them think that they are unable to move when the shackles are on them, even though there are no chains holding them down. |
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− | ::: 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. | + | ::: 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 in his head did not linger for long as the figure disappeared into the darkness as swiftly as they appeared. |
− | ::: After his shackles were removed, he felt more lost than freed. He had lived the entirety of his life in | + | ::: After his shackles were removed, he felt more lost than freed. He had lived the entirety of his life in captivity, 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 female lalafell approaches him and offers to help. He learns that her name is Sharelle, 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 | + | :::However, with his distrust and cold-bloodedness towards strangers, he often overlooks and ignores people who required aid; watching coldly as they were left to die. |
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Revision as of 09:01, 21 March 2018
Azlem Riendotte 「In this world, it's use or be used.」 About
Height: 5 Fulm, 6 Ilm Weight: x Ponze Build: Lean, on the thin side 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.
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