Riaruk

[Riaruk]

Riaruk ~ My Body is a Cage ~ ~ My Mind Holds The Key ~ Physical Description Name: Riaruk Race: Akalak Age: 50 Height: 7 foot Birthday: Winter 89th, 462 AV Physical Description Riaruk has spent a life in physical hardship, daily routines of exercise and weapons training having helped to carve his body into a mass of well-defined meat. Whilst not as delicately honed as the bodies of older Akalak he hold no disappointment or shame in regards to how far his body has progressed so far – he merely seeks to continue it. His skin is a dark shade of blue with a hint of dark purple when the light catches it at certain angles. Chipped nails and rough, calloused palms from his constant training are generally the second thing noticed about him, after the strikingly light purple shade of his eyes. Strangely for an Akalak he still retains most of his teeth, though he expects that this will change one day amongst the melee. If one were to see him without his shirt their gaze would first be drawn to his right shoulder, a tribal style tattoo covering the entirety of that portion of his body. A few scars cover his torso, most small injuries gathered trough-out his life, though one that covers his back – from left shoulder blade to the bottom of his right-side ribs – in a jagged dance was gathered when he fought a Zith for maturity. Two Souls Riaruk is a stern, serious and committed individual above all else. He values the traditions of discipline, determination and the willpower to set goals and see them through to the bitter end - whatever that might be. He finds peace in order and perfection, reflected of course in his fondness for weapon training. Idealistic at a stretch he would gladly sacrifice himself for a greater good, so long as said good has been proven worth the life if an exceedingly rare species. Rakesh is the darker portion of his soul and the differnce is all too apparent in their natures. Rakesh is a hedonist that revels in experience, whether that be drinking himself stupid of the taste of another's blood licked from the tip of his weapon. Rakesh shares much of Riaruk's strengths in terms of direction, determination and single-mindedness. However, the way he directs such positives is so chaotic as to render them pointless - they invariably lead to destruction of some kind. Together, in harmony, they could theoretically cover each other's weaknesses. Riaruk could control and direct Rakesh's fury for the good and Rakesh could teach Riaruk the joy of simple pleasures. Such a scenario is difficult to imagine, however, when both persona's are so stubbornly individualist that they would rather fight and destroy themselves than work together. Character Concept Riaruk tries to be a model Akalak, a productive member of society, however the fight to maintain the balance within his mind – between the two souls occupying his body – is more difficult for him than even his coming of age ceremonies. This everlasting fight is something that he loathes mightily, something he wishes he could cast off but knows he cannot. It is due to his unstable nature that he chose to leave Riverfall through his own choice rather than be cast out or assigned to the Cerulean. If he could not find a mate, if he could not continue his race and stave off extinction then the least he could do was not help to destroy it. He set off, Lakan strapped to his side and weaponry sheathed but ready to fight the world, in search of breeders for his people. He did not know if he would find any, nor if it was even a valid contribution that would be accepted. However, he stayed the course with hope in his heart. As his searches failed and his hope dwindled he found himself longing for the ordered life of Riverfall. Unable to return without shame at both instability and failure he decided to try his luck with the Syliran Knights – their order had been long known to Akalak and more than one had joined their ranks. So, arriving in Syliras he made his enquiries and the citizens were all too happy to point him towards the various recruitment offices within the city. Steeling himself he vowed to make something more of himself, even if it was for honour's sake. It was with Winter's bite at his heels that he paced through the warren of Syliras. His story continues. Character History To Be Fully Fleshed Out Later Possessions 1 Set of Clothing -Linen Shirt -Leather Pants -Linen Undergarments -Wool Cloak -Leather Boots 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Wood) -Brush (Wood) -Soap -Razor -Balanced Rations (1 Week's worth) -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel Heirloom: Lakan Housing: Not yet confirmed as to be found IC. 500gm from cashing in waived as do not need as trying to join Knights Ledger Purchase Cost Total Starting +100 GM 100 GM Skills, Lores, Magics, Gnosis, Languages Skill EXP Total Proficiency Longsword 30 SP 30 Competent Longbow 10 SP 10 Novice Shield 10 SP 10 Novice Unarmed 10 RB 10 Novice Fluent Language: Tukant Basic Language: Common Lore: Religion – Wysar Lore: Valterrian Thread List Winter, 512 AV : An Abandoned Camp Squire Enrollment