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Jaymz
Appearance
Race: Kelvic
Gender: Male
Age: 5
Birthday: 5th of Spring, 509 AV
Birthplace: Syliras
Appearance:
Human
Jaymz was always one considered handsome. A sharp, square, accentuated jawline supports high cheekbones and a mouth set in an almost permanent scowl.Standing a fair amount taller than most around him at 6'6", it's easy for one to carelessly glance up at the dark stranger and admire his features. He likes to keep his jet black hair cropped short and the stubble of a beard shaved.
Although he is tall, he could not be considered skinny or lanky. With strong biceps and leg muscles, Jaymz is one made for running. He carries a surprising 235 lbs of muscle. It is spread evenly throughout his body though, as it is built for running more than body building.
He wears a scimitar on his waist in a location for him to grab and wield with ease and long practice.
He walks with a slight gait, ready to run at a moments' notice. Most often you will see him without shoes or just fairly light sandals, wearing loose pants and a simple shirt. His lack of warm clothing for the colder seasons is due to how difficult it is to keep track of clothing when shifting from his Nightwalker form into his human form. He does however have small saddlebags that he can wear as a Nightwalker if he does need to keep track of something, but most often these stay in his dormitory.
Scimitar:
Animal
In his horse form, Jaymz is considered much larger than average. Standing up his back reaches 18hh (approx. 6 feet) from the ground. Large muscles stand out along his legs, giving all four of his legs thick thighs and calves. When he runs he can be considered graceful, and one could watch the muscles flex and contract as he uses them. He doesn't ever waste a movement when running, and his large black eyes are always scanning, making sure nobody is in immediate danger.
Sometimes he can be seen wearing the small saddlebags he owns in which he carries just his clothes and essentials. Also hooked to the bags is usually his scimitar.
His mane and tail are incredibly long in his Nightwalker form, the tail almost reaching the ground, but not quite. It flows out behind him during his runs but doesn't usually get in his eyes or anything. Because Jaymz refuses to wear a saddle, and will only agree if someone is jousting, one will never see him with one on. It's uncomfortable, the bridle and bit hurt his mouth and block his peripherals, and he doesn't like being told which way to turn.
Race: Kelvic
Gender: Male
Age: 5
Birthday: 5th of Spring, 509 AV
Birthplace: Syliras
Appearance:
Human
Jaymz was always one considered handsome. A sharp, square, accentuated jawline supports high cheekbones and a mouth set in an almost permanent scowl.Standing a fair amount taller than most around him at 6'6", it's easy for one to carelessly glance up at the dark stranger and admire his features. He likes to keep his jet black hair cropped short and the stubble of a beard shaved.
Although he is tall, he could not be considered skinny or lanky. With strong biceps and leg muscles, Jaymz is one made for running. He carries a surprising 235 lbs of muscle. It is spread evenly throughout his body though, as it is built for running more than body building.
He wears a scimitar on his waist in a location for him to grab and wield with ease and long practice.
He walks with a slight gait, ready to run at a moments' notice. Most often you will see him without shoes or just fairly light sandals, wearing loose pants and a simple shirt. His lack of warm clothing for the colder seasons is due to how difficult it is to keep track of clothing when shifting from his Nightwalker form into his human form. He does however have small saddlebags that he can wear as a Nightwalker if he does need to keep track of something, but most often these stay in his dormitory.
Scimitar:
Animal
In his horse form, Jaymz is considered much larger than average. Standing up his back reaches 18hh (approx. 6 feet) from the ground. Large muscles stand out along his legs, giving all four of his legs thick thighs and calves. When he runs he can be considered graceful, and one could watch the muscles flex and contract as he uses them. He doesn't ever waste a movement when running, and his large black eyes are always scanning, making sure nobody is in immediate danger.
Sometimes he can be seen wearing the small saddlebags he owns in which he carries just his clothes and essentials. Also hooked to the bags is usually his scimitar.
His mane and tail are incredibly long in his Nightwalker form, the tail almost reaching the ground, but not quite. It flows out behind him during his runs but doesn't usually get in his eyes or anything. Because Jaymz refuses to wear a saddle, and will only agree if someone is jousting, one will never see him with one on. It's uncomfortable, the bridle and bit hurt his mouth and block his peripherals, and he doesn't like being told which way to turn.
Character Concept
Jaymz has an incredible sense of determination. He feels the need to protect those around him, and will stop at nothing to do so, even if it means his own life. He honestly has no care for saving himself, and will sacrifice everything he is just to make sure another person will continue to live happily.
This leads to an enlightened sense of noticing subtle changes in the space around him, always watching, able to sit still in the most drastic of times. He is patient, having spent most of his five years of life meditating in the Temple of All Gods in worship of the goddess Tanroa. It is this worship that his led him to understanding that all things happen in due time, and all things will pass. He is not as persistant a worshipper as he should be, and often keeps very quite on subjects such as his and others' religion.
His parents died in the Djed Storm of 512 AV, when Jaymz was only a year old, a child in his human form, but he isn't terribly affected by it. He knows that he should be, but he also knows that there are more important things to worry about. He knows that their deaths were as they should be, that there was nothing he could have ever done to stop it from happening. It was set from the beginning of their lives and Jaymz can only be glad that when they passed they were together.
He has an intense desire to protect someone. But he does not know who, or why. So, he protects himself, and the city he has pledged his heart to. He is a helping hand in this respect, always deferring to the established leader when people ask what he thinks. He maintains an illusion of simplicity, only allowing certain people take a glimpse at what he really thinks.
Jaymz views himself as a loner. But at heart, he is a leader, and one who can be great. He places a lot of value in the idea of survival being more than continued existence. He views survival as excelling. And he intends to survive, rather than just exist.
Jaymz has an incredible sense of determination. He feels the need to protect those around him, and will stop at nothing to do so, even if it means his own life. He honestly has no care for saving himself, and will sacrifice everything he is just to make sure another person will continue to live happily.
This leads to an enlightened sense of noticing subtle changes in the space around him, always watching, able to sit still in the most drastic of times. He is patient, having spent most of his five years of life meditating in the Temple of All Gods in worship of the goddess Tanroa. It is this worship that his led him to understanding that all things happen in due time, and all things will pass. He is not as persistant a worshipper as he should be, and often keeps very quite on subjects such as his and others' religion.
His parents died in the Djed Storm of 512 AV, when Jaymz was only a year old, a child in his human form, but he isn't terribly affected by it. He knows that he should be, but he also knows that there are more important things to worry about. He knows that their deaths were as they should be, that there was nothing he could have ever done to stop it from happening. It was set from the beginning of their lives and Jaymz can only be glad that when they passed they were together.
He has an intense desire to protect someone. But he does not know who, or why. So, he protects himself, and the city he has pledged his heart to. He is a helping hand in this respect, always deferring to the established leader when people ask what he thinks. He maintains an illusion of simplicity, only allowing certain people take a glimpse at what he really thinks.
Jaymz views himself as a loner. But at heart, he is a leader, and one who can be great. He places a lot of value in the idea of survival being more than continued existence. He views survival as excelling. And he intends to survive, rather than just exist.
Character History
Jaymz was born to a wonderful woman, Greta, in her apartment in Syliras. Greta worked as a seamstress in the shop An Elegant Weave before she was abruptly killed in the Djed Storm. His father Rarnn was rarely seen, as he lived and worked out at the Mithryn Outpost, tending to the fields. Greta was a deer Kelvic, and rarely shifted because of her job. On the occasion that she did shift, her and her son would go to the Windmount track and run around the field for hours. In Jaymz' Nightwalker form he was much larger than his deer mother, easily out running her in a second. Rarnn was a fox Kelvic, and also was not given the opportunity to shift as much as he would have liked to.
As well as meditating in the Temple of All Gods, Jaymz still enjoys going to the Windmount Track to run even after his mother's death. Sometimes there would be other horses there or some squires, and he would volunteer to help them joust. When he became four years of age, fully grown at what appeared to be 21 as a Human, he took an interest in the Anthonius fighter's pit, and began practicing his unarmed combat with others practicing. He ended up trying out every weapon. From large battleaxes to spears to swords to small daggers. Eventually he tried the scimitar and it was the only one that felt good in his hands and began practicing with it. After only a year of practice, he decided he wanted to join the Syliras Knights to aid in the protecting of the wonderful city.
His sense of determination and the fierce desire of needing someone to protect only grew as he grew though. He knew that this must mean he needed to bond with someone, but he had not come across such a person yet.
When he became a squire he moved in to the squire dormitories, bringing with him his one change of clothing and a few of his most precious belongings. Including the scimitar he had bought, and his mother's favorite ring which he wore on a leather string around his neck.
Jaymz always found it strange that his mother and father never bonded to another human or race of another kind. They explained to him that they loved each other, and if the love is strong enough it was easy to tune out the need to belong to someone else. This could happen to Jaymz too, this overwhelming feeling of protecting someone could fade if he did fall in love with another Kelvic. He decided he would wait, be patient as he always was, to see if someone special would come along in his life. After all, good things come to those who wait.
Jaymz was born to a wonderful woman, Greta, in her apartment in Syliras. Greta worked as a seamstress in the shop An Elegant Weave before she was abruptly killed in the Djed Storm. His father Rarnn was rarely seen, as he lived and worked out at the Mithryn Outpost, tending to the fields. Greta was a deer Kelvic, and rarely shifted because of her job. On the occasion that she did shift, her and her son would go to the Windmount track and run around the field for hours. In Jaymz' Nightwalker form he was much larger than his deer mother, easily out running her in a second. Rarnn was a fox Kelvic, and also was not given the opportunity to shift as much as he would have liked to.
As well as meditating in the Temple of All Gods, Jaymz still enjoys going to the Windmount Track to run even after his mother's death. Sometimes there would be other horses there or some squires, and he would volunteer to help them joust. When he became four years of age, fully grown at what appeared to be 21 as a Human, he took an interest in the Anthonius fighter's pit, and began practicing his unarmed combat with others practicing. He ended up trying out every weapon. From large battleaxes to spears to swords to small daggers. Eventually he tried the scimitar and it was the only one that felt good in his hands and began practicing with it. After only a year of practice, he decided he wanted to join the Syliras Knights to aid in the protecting of the wonderful city.
His sense of determination and the fierce desire of needing someone to protect only grew as he grew though. He knew that this must mean he needed to bond with someone, but he had not come across such a person yet.
When he became a squire he moved in to the squire dormitories, bringing with him his one change of clothing and a few of his most precious belongings. Including the scimitar he had bought, and his mother's favorite ring which he wore on a leather string around his neck.
Jaymz always found it strange that his mother and father never bonded to another human or race of another kind. They explained to him that they loved each other, and if the love is strong enough it was easy to tune out the need to belong to someone else. This could happen to Jaymz too, this overwhelming feeling of protecting someone could fade if he did fall in love with another Kelvic. He decided he would wait, be patient as he always was, to see if someone special would come along in his life. After all, good things come to those who wait.
Language
Fluent Language: Common
Basic Language: N/A
Poor Language: N/A
Skills
Lores
Lore of Syliran Geography
Lore of History of Syliran Knights
Location: Anthonius Fighter's Pit
Vanessa: Squire who uses direct attacks
Vanessa: Quick learner
Vanessa: Good sparring partner
Use feints and sidesteps to keep opponent guessing
Possessions
Heirloom: Mother's gold ring.
Housing
Location: Syliras
House:Squire Dormitories
Ledger
Thread List
Winter 514 AV
10th - [Windmount Track and Field] Along For the Ride (Katelyn) - Ongoing
29th - [Trainer's Pit] A Sparring Round - Finished
29th - [Trainer's Pit] A Sparring Round, Part 2 - Ongoing
Fluent Language: Common
Basic Language: N/A
Poor Language: N/A
Skills
| Skill | EXP | Total | Proficiency |
| Running | 15 SP | 10 | Novice |
| Weapon: Scimitar | 10 SP, +4 | 14 | Novice |
| Unarmed Combat | 10 RB, +3 | 13 | Novice |
| Endurance | 10 SP | 10 | Novice |
| Meditation | 15 SP, +1 | 16 | Novice |
| Observation | +5 | 5 | Novice |
| Socialization | +5 | 5 | Novice |
| Teaching | +1 | 1 | Novice |
Lores
Lore of Syliran Geography
Lore of History of Syliran Knights
Location: Anthonius Fighter's Pit
Vanessa: Squire who uses direct attacks
Vanessa: Quick learner
Vanessa: Good sparring partner
Use feints and sidesteps to keep opponent guessing
Possessions
Pre Creation :
Post Creation :
Heirloom: Mother's gold ring.
Housing
Location: Syliras
House:Squire Dormitories
Ledger
| Purchase | Cost | Total |
| Starting | +100 GM | 100 GM |
| Scimitar | -15 GM | 85 GM |
| Saddlebags, small | -4 GM | 81 GM |
Thread List
Winter 514 AV
10th - [Windmount Track and Field] Along For the Ride (Katelyn) - Ongoing
29th - [Trainer's Pit] A Sparring Round - Finished
29th - [Trainer's Pit] A Sparring Round, Part 2 - Ongoing
