“I have known what it means to take the sun between my teeth and turn it over in my lap.
After a while, I welcomed the flame / and the bruises / and the thirst.”
A wraith of a man who tends to reside along the swamps of South Shroud and bears the bright red tattoos native to the customs of the Yhundo shamanism despite his denial of his blood. Smarmy and conceited, he is rarely the type of being familiar to pleasant company; he is a walking array of scars and coldly calculated interactions, his entire life painted in the ridges of marred skin over the planes of his body either in the form of scars or in the strange, ominous drawings of crimson that betray his heritage. What was once a body that spoke of youth and agile strength has more recently become malnourished and lithe, a slender voyage attributed to his preference for the usage of magic.
Scars & Markings: The man is absolutely covered in scars; too many to recount specific placements. They range in severity, but perhaps the most obviously disfigurement are the scarring of his right eye and the angry, short indents on the skin of his left arm.
Voice: While not overly deep, it has a certain level of gravel to it that rasps against his throat. Rolls his r's; this might simply be the aftereffect of Common not being his first language. While he is fluent enough in Huntspeak, the accent pertaining to the way he speaks it is not akin to anything home to the Shroud.
Clothing: Tends to dress in loose fitting clothing that will allow him ease of movement. Values lightweight cloths and wrappings, and seems to lack the ability to properly dress himself in shirts. Oftentimes, his garments will also be adorned in jewels and trinkets, alongside the occasional speck of dirt and leaf that inevitably finds itself somewhere on his person.
“The truth is if I keep forgetting I may scratch myself to pieces. // The truth is don’t touch me.”
Likes
- The Shroud
- Control
- Plants
- Singing / music
Dislikes
- Physical contact
- Boisterous noises
- The city
Fears
- The unpredictable
- Mirrors
- Large bodies of water
- Becoming attached
Trivia
- Favorite Food: Rolanberry pancakes
- Favorite Drink: Anything tangy and sweet
- Favorite Color: Red
“All people are driven to the point of eating their gods, after a time.”
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- ♥ In A Relationship: Izar’a is romantically involved with this character.
- ♥ Romantic Love: Izar’a is in love with this character.
- ♥ Sexual Attraction Izar’a is physically attracted to this character.
- ♥ Platonic Love: Izar’a considers this person family.
- ♦ Friend: Izar’a considers this person his friend.
- ♦ Friendly Acquaintance: Izar’a considers this person mostly friendly or an ally.
- ● Good Standing: Izar’a doesn't know much about this character, but he likes them for the most part.
- ● Ambivalent: Izar’a’s feelings towards this character are conflicted.
- ● Bad Standing: Izar’a doesn't know much about this character, but they leave a bad taste in his mouth.
- ♠ Dislike: Izar’a doesn't care for this character, though he will interact if needed.
- ♠ Hate: Izar’a despises this character and wants nothing to do with them.
- ♠ Fear: Izar’a is terrified of this character.
- ♠ Rivalry: Izar’a considers this character a rival and will, either directly or indirectly, seek to compete with them.
- ♥ Family Member: This character is related by blood to Izar'a.
- ✔ Business: This character is either Izar'a's employer, employee, or coworker.
- ✖ Deceased: This character has passed away.
- ? Unstable/Estranged Relationship: It's complicated.
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NPC
Ishen Yhundo' ( ♠ ✖) » Querida Madre
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That terrible witch from which he was borne; nothing but bad blood. Nothing but cursed ancestry.
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Izar'a's deceased twin sister and probably the first person he'd learned to trust fully.
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The woman with whom he regrets to this day ever involving himself with.
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PC
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The woman he has found alliance and communion with despite the past rivalry of the tribes they pertain from; she is not related to him by blood, but Izar'a treats her as such, and would go to the ends of the earth to see to her safety.
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The man which whom he has found himself both entranced an plagued by. Someone that, despite adamantly refusing to admit it, Izar'a has found himself becoming attached to in more ways than feel safe - and yet he stays by the hunter's side under the reason that he owes the man a great debt, as if he could convince himself that the revitalizing beat between his ribs Fayre'a instills is naught more than platonic fondness.
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A man whose friendship with Izar'a has been born from pure rivalry; and yet, despite his outright refusal that he enjoys the knife-wielder's company, Izar'a finds a strange understanding in their interactions.
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Songs used set a mood, lyrics may not reflect the views of my character. Please mind your speakers when clicking the links.
Personal RP Limits
■ I will play most everything, as long as it makes sense for Izar'a to engage in such activities. ■ Ask about long-term/permanent injury & disfigurement. While I am always up for these things if they make sense for story or character progression, attempting to do these things on my characters without asking first will set in stone that I won't be roleplaying with you again. ■ I won't play rape plots, non-consensual sexual scenarios, or anything pertaining to graphic depictions of child injury.
Disclaimer
■ Izar'a is a lawful evil character and is prone to being manipulative and violent; if at any point in time something I do bothers you please let me know - communication is key to me, especially in tense scenes! - though I would not suggest trying to engage with him if you uncomfortable with such characters.
Links
Time Zone/Server
■ EST (USA) ■ Balmung & Mateus.
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Credit
Thank you all for letting me use/alter your codes. If it weren't for you my wiki would not look how it does.
- ■ Template was created by Bancroft Gairn.
- ■ Adapted by Xheja Rajhera.
- ■ Background and headers Atreus del Alumet.
- ■ Tabs by Suen Shyu.
- ■ Music and OOC notes by Glioca Sargonnai.
- ■ Mashing everything together like a mad scientist D'lyhhia Lhuil.
Please remember to proper credit when using this wiki. Thank you.
“Despair is an ancient god. I am not
the first priest to make sacrifices.”
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