Venidus Larkspur

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Venidus Larkspur

Postby Venidus Larkspur on March 18th, 2011, 9:15 pm

Venidus Larkspur


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“Darkness nips at our heels like a rabid hound... Why not kick the beast away? Why live in stupid complacency ‘till the bones of your ankles run red...?”


Basic Information

Race: Symenestra
Birthday & Age : 25 (486 AV)
Gender: Male
Height: 6 Feet, 4 Inches
Weight: 120 lbs

Physical Description :
“I preach because my body is too thin to contain my spirit... Too small to contain the flames...”


Venidus looks like a typical Symenestra in many ways. Elegant facial features and a slender face create a sort of attractive male beauty that can’t quite be seen as feminine or handsome. Brilliant golden eyes highlighted with bits of red peer out of the sickly grey face and make the veins hard to notice. Pale lips hide white teeth that are defined by two long canines, one of which is chipped off. His most human feature is his nose, which he assumes was from his mother because none of his Web shares the trait. Dark hair with silver traces sit on his head pushed to one side.

Venidus is tall and very thin. While the norm among his people, it makes him quite noticeable in the cities he now resides in. Lanky limbs dangling at his sides further highlight his tall and gaunt figure. Venidus has a lithe body with muscles that show agility and endurance rather than strength. The tips of his long fingers sport roughly filed nails that match those on his toes. Venidus often forgets to keep up on his filing duties however, and one hand may have longer claws or each finger may even be different length at times.

The Symenestra’s clothing is an assortment of random human clothes that he gathered. Due to the anatomy differences of Symenestra and Humans, the whole assortment fits horribly and looks a little ridiculous. Baggy pants hang loosely to his ankles while simple, worn sandals protect the bottoms of Venidus’s feet. A huge button down shirt fits his torso nicely because it is tucked into his pants and held in place by a simple belt, but the huge sleeves must be rolled up to keep his hands unobstructed. The only time Venidus looks appropriately dressed is when his heavy cloak hides the odd garments underneath. Venidus also kept a leather coat from Kalinor that he puts on if he plans on fighting. It sports a large collar that hides a large portion of his face and is tight fitting.


Character Concept :
“You sit there... content with the current darkness... as if you think dawn is just over the horizon... Dawn won’t come! We can bring it! We must bring it.”


Venidus is a bit of an oddball and not just by Symenestra standards. This particular Symenestra has a strong devotion to justice and truth. This devotion often takes him into the street or into crowded taverns to preach and spread virtues. The funny thing is that Venidus doesn’t worship a particular god so much as the ideals themselves. He has a deep, deep respect for certain gods, especially Priskil and Viratas, who promoted the values he finds lacking in much of Mizahar, but he sees them as avatars of righteousness that should be honored but not necessarily held above the morals they try to uphold.

When preaching, Venidus speaks loudly but in a very peaceful tone that almost contradicts the fiery words. Venidus goes into a heightened state when speaking to the crowds. His body gestures and movements become extremely exaggerated and his eyes seem to glow with excitement. Messages of hope and valor pour past his pointed teeth like a flood into the often-disgruntled audience. Venidus has gotten in trouble many times for his harsh criticisms of the crowd, but this has also gained him a small following comprised of mostly fringe citizens.

Venidus is very different when not on the altar or the corner. Though he spits fire and tails of coming judgment in his sermons, Venidus remains very quiet and stoic as if he needs to recharge his soul between sessions. Though messages of hope often fill his mouth, they rarely fill his mind. This is because the preacher suffers from extreme depression due to his futile battle against evil, the loss of his sister, and witnessing the death of many Symenestran surrogates. Venidus will often offer words of encouragement and perseverance while thinking the exact opposite. Luckily for his allies and his integrity, Venidus usually acts on his words rather than his thoughts, and despite the frequency of ill thoughts, Venidus has never considered for a moment to stop fighting the wicked. If approached, Venidus will often offer a pleasing demeanor to hide his inner depression.

Venidus treats those who he deems pure or righteous in an almost servant-like manner. His deep hatred of villains is often matched by a very generous and kind attitude towards those he sees as heroes or allies. The Symenestra tends to be very, very loyal to the few friends he has and interacts with them in an elated manner. His lack of friends makes his interactions with them very alien and intriguing experiences for the young preacher.

Justice doesn’t always need to be swift. Venidus believes that all evil should be punished, but he doesn’t always act immediately. If he witnesses a man being mercilessly beaten by a gang, he wouldn’t face all of them at once and get crushed to make a statement. He would instead hunt them down individually or track down the leader and hold him accountable for the group’s actions. Venidus would even tag along with a gang to create a list of those who need to be punished so long as he personally refrained from evil.

Venidus is all about justice, but he isn’t completely overzealous. The punishment always fits the crime. He only kills those who take a life unfairly and he injures those who injured others. Venidus will not kill unless the target has done an equivalent transgression. For example, if someone was raising a knife to kill a person in front of him, Venidus’s personal code prevents him from killing until the act is finished. Venidus can try to disarm or incapacitate the assailant, but murder is completely out of the question even if it means endangering the victim. Some crimes are worse than murder though. Aligning one’s self with a particularly evil God like Rhysol or Uldr warrants action. Death is saved for those with a gnosis mark, but Venidus has happily crippled those who aspire to acquire one.

The preacher is generally very trusting despite being pessimistic about the world as a whole. Venidus feels like he is fighting the evil of the world everyday, so he finds no reason to worry about individuals in front of him. The preacher will be very open and truthful if he decides that it won’t compromise his harvest of evil.

As a side note, Venidus is infamous for often over dramatic and cheesy one-liners born from his preaching habits.


Character History :
“Thoughts are inconsequential. Only actions matter in this world. One can think of killing all day, but if they turn around and help a neighbor, they are more of a saint than most of you...”


Like the vast, vast majority of Symenestra, Venidus never knew his human birth mother. His birth ended as most of his people’s do... with the death of the person that had nurtured and carried him inside for months and months. His “Web” had come from a very well respected bloodline. The preacher’s family was one of the finest and pure in Kalinor. Venidus came on the tail end of his Web’s renown though. A series of internal strife, failed harvests, and squabbles with other Webs made the Larkspur Web’s renown seem like a distant golden era. So instead of growing up in a relatively influential Web, Venidus grew up in a painfully average one. Unfortunately, the fall from grace caused many of the older generations to put tremendous pressure on the youngsters to return Web Larkspur to greatness.

Venidus Larkspur’s older brother, Denidiv Larkspur, grew to be a tremendous failure. He had an awful temper growing up and Venidus often suffered as a result. Many saw Denidiv as strong and skilled, but within the Web, he was nothing but the embodiment of how far the Larkspurs had fallen. He went on multiple harvests but could only manage to gain a single surrogate twice, both of which he claimed. Venidus’s sister, Sanairas, proved skillful in many ways. She became a powerful hypnotist and climbed the Symenestran ladder of influence. This possible salvation for the Larkspur family ended with a tragic, yet typical, case of overgiving. Sanairas went absolutely insane. The family plummeted back to mediocrity as many Webs attributed their momentary respect to Sanairas’s hypnotism...

Venidus took his sister’s descent into madness very hard. Him and his sister had been the closest of friends and spent many days talking and laughing. Sanairas taught him a lot about life and how to defend himself against attackers. When Sanairas went insane, Venidus would tend to her needs. At first, the boy and his sister could have conversations in Sanairas’s moments of lucidity, but the lucid moments became more and more rare. Soon the future preacher could only tend to the writhing and foaming form of his sister.

Venidus, as the second son, took charge of the Web’s religious rituals. The Larkspur Web practiced an unprecedented amount of these rituals in an attempt to gain special favor from Viratas. By the end of his fourteenth year, the young preacher had memorized the entire Viratassa. He became very well known among Kalinor as a wise and skilled practitioner of the sacred book. Many hailed his worship as uniquely sacred and grave. If a Web’s second son was absent or a Web was comprised of daughters, Venidus was sometimes asked to lead their rituals. These intimate invitations acted as a great testament to his ability.

Web Larkspur warily celebrated their newest achievement. Years of disappointment had made them cautious and bitter. This caution turned out to be appropriate. Venidus had been thinking about the Viratassa more and more. The more he studied it, the more hypocrisy he saw in Symenestran society. Respect for the sentient and blood bearing seemed to oppose the entire idea of a “harvest” which basically exploited other races to further the Symenestra. In addition, Venidus had begun to witness a disturbing increase in violent fringe worshipers whom twisted the vague Viratassa to satiate their bloodlust.

His newfound respect for the surrogates resulted in countless meetings with them. Venidus would talk for hours with the women about life and try to comfort them in the weeks before their imminent death. Some of the women were peaceful while others would fall into deep states of depression. The preacher’s goal was to allow the women to die content, if not happily. This goal could sometimes be achieved, but he witnessed too many die unhappily to squeeze any satisfaction from it.

One of the surrogates changed the course of his life. In an attempt to explain that Viratas valued life and shed blood only to protect it, Venidus learned of Priskil. The surrogate contended that Priskil would be the most appropriate choice to worship if the primary concern was life. She said despite Viratas’s intent, the results of his worship could be misconstrued and used for evil. Promoting Viratas could also spread the misuse despite a core of connection and oneness. Priskil, on the other hand, had no such dangers.

Venidus thought for a while about the surrogate’s words, and one day he announced that he was going to leave Kalinor to wander the world above. This was met with complete opposition. Everyone in his Web said no. Larkspur finally had the respect it had strived for. Losing Venidus risked the greatest humiliation yet. When the preacher explained why he was going to leave, the family went hysteric. First, Venidus wanted to spread the true word of Viratas to the people above. This alone would be respectable to the Larkspur Web, but it was the second reason that annoyed them. The preacher wanted to learn of and explore a deeper relationship with the goddess Priskil who he had come to idolize in his discussions with the surrogates. Venidus wanted desperately to explore the surface world and its cultures. He wanted to find more gods like Priskil and fresh ideas that could cure the sickness he perceived in Symenestran culture. In order to ensure Venidus's offbeat ideas remained hidden, it was decided sending him off the best course of action, and after ensuring his sister’s continued wellbeing, he departed to the surface.

The journey to the Human cities was challenging for the twenty year old. The long trek was lengthened because Venidus had no horse to ride and frequent stops for sustenance killed any momentum. The few people he did meet on the road either treated him with contempt or attacked him. Luckily, his sister trained him to proficiently defend himself and escaped the encounters unharmed. After spending some time in many Syliran cities, he decided to start raising money to create a small chapel in Sunberth. Sunberth offered a unique combination of dire issues and the lack of laws to fix them. Venidus would be killed in Ravok, Syliras seemed like a dangerous place to by a Symenestra, Sahova seemed hopeless, Zeltiva seemed healthy enough, and Nyka’s people had a fairly cemented faith. Though based in Sunberth, Vendidus still makes regular trips to other cities to preach despite the considerable time and danger that travel entails.

His time spent in the Human cities has caused him to take vigilante action in those that permit it (pretty much Sunberth). The preacher believes that spreading the word can help in the long term but that there are issues now that can be cured with crossbow bolts. Venidus isn’t stupid though. He is aware of his fairly average fighting skills and makes certain to avoid stepping on any toes that may belong to those that can kill him. He usually targets smaller and petty criminals. Venidus knows that staying alive ensures he can be vigilant in the future.

Venidus has begun writing a book to act as Priskil’s equivalent to the Viratassa. This would act as a gift for his people, but the book also acts as a reflective journal and faith log. Venidus has only killed men whose name he knows. This shows how serious he is about making sure that those killed deserved it.


Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore)

 
Skills
Acrobatics: 10 (10 from Racial)

Crossbow: 27 (25 From SP)

Philosophy: 10 (10 From SP)

Rhetoric: 11 (10 From SP)

Writing: 5 (5 From SP)

Preaching: 1

Observation: 1

Tactics: 1

Intimidation: 1

Wilderness Survival: 1


 
Lores
Knowing Good Preachin’ Spots
Reloading Quickly Under Pressure
The Fiona Special
Overcoming the Racial Stereotype
The Rising Dawn (Basic)
Thinking Logically
Taking a Stand
Lore of Rak'keli (Poor)
Lore of Healing (Basic)
Lore of Avalis (Poor)
Touching Hope
Location of the Rising Dawn Safehouse
Fiona's real name: Siriana
Member of the Rising Dawn

 
Language
Symenos: Fluent
Common: Fluent


Equipment and Possessions

“A man once asked me if renouncing his possessions would help him overcome evil. I responded by asking how throwing away my crossbow would help shoot the shadows.”


- Clothing (Described Above)
- Waterskin
- Backpack containing the basics
- Heavy Crossbow: A gift given to him by his older sister before she went insane, Venidus cherishes it immensely. The entire crossbow is decorated with readings from the Viratassa carved in swirling patterns. The letters are so small that they can hardly be read. The bow segment of the crossbow uses a recurve system. Since the weapon was made for Symenestra, it is actually easier to draw then a normal heavy crossbow making it a sort hybrid of heavy and light.
- 1 Blank Book (One side of pages has a name of people he has “brought to justice”, one has his “Chronicles of Faith”)
- Studded Leather Armor (Usually worn under the baggy clothing)
- Horse and Related Gear


Ledger

"Don’t judge a man by his Mizas... Judge him by how they are spendt."


600 GM (100 GM + 500 GM for cashing in housing)
- 250 GM (1/4 Acre of Land in Sunberth to build a chapel on... one day...)
- 10 GM (100 Crossbow Bolts)
- 25 GM (Studded Leather Armor)
- 3 GM (Blank Book)
- 2 GM (1 oz Ink)
= 312 GM
- 90 GM (Spring + Summer Living)
- 48 GM (Spring + Summer Tarsin's)
= 174 GM

Thread List :
Flashbacks

4th of Spring - 505 Folly of the Faithful and Faithless

13th of Summer - 504 Sorrow Sewn in Silk

Spring 511

26th - Meetings in Secret +1 Preaching, +1 Observation, +1 Rhetoric, +1 Tactics, +2 Crossbow, +1 Intimidation, +1 Wilderness Survival

Summer 511

66th - Intriguing Introductions Incognito

68th - Highest Regards

Fall 511

2nd - Reintroductions Uncognito

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