Betelan

[Betelan Whitesquall]

Betelan “Lan” Whitesquall Physical Information Race: Human, Drykas Gender: Male Age: 19 Birthday: 62nd, Autumn, 493. Birthplace: Whitesquall Pavilion, Opal Clan, Endrykas Mother: Arya Whitesquall, Webber of the Sapphire Clan, Dead Father: Setron Whitesquall, Healer of the Opal Clan, Ankal of the Whitesquall Pavilion, Dead Siblings: Dehlya Whitesquall, 8 years old Appearance: Lan is a rather small person (about 5’7”). It is far from being what he prefers about himself, since he is also quite thin. In fact, he does not seem muscular enough to lift the heavy medicinal bags he always carries with him, or put a broken bone back in its rightful spot. He wasn’t lucky enough to inherit from his father’s built, appearing pretty frail. The long black hair that run down to his waist, loosely tied with a knot-patterned leather strap, and his baby face usually do not help differentiating him from a young girl, and most only get an angry glance from his teal blue eyes when reminding him. His skin is lightly tanned, thanks to his nomad life, making a great contrast with the heavily-colored pieces of clothing he loves and the blue Windmark tattooed on his face. The only other distinctive mark would be a scar running from his right shoulder to his hip. Character Concept Lan is from the quiet, almost unnoticeable type. He goes through life without creating a lot of disturbance, worshipping Caiyha and Rak’keli, doing a proper job healing horses rather than humans, which he finds a tad too noisy. Brawling and boasting are not for him, since he keeps avoiding conflict. He might appear mentally weak, not standing his ground when he doesn’t feel it’s necessary. He usually doesn’t trust people easily with his thoughts and feelings, which can seem quite unusual for a Drykas. Though, when he trusts someone, he does with all his might, and the same thing goes for love. Eyni is, for now, the only “person” who can have his back, and he’d be ready to die for his Strider. Character History Arya was the third wife of the Ankal of the Whitesquall Pavilion, and she was in labour. Her husband already had six children, all girls, and he was eager to finally have his first heir. She was truly hoping it would be a male, but one she could bring up to be gentler and less prompt to anger. Pacing up and down like a caged Strider, Setron was also waiting for the deliverance. And the Gods were in a good enough mood to grant their wishes. In the Ankal’s eyes, Lan’s calm was like an offense. He never spoke his mind, being secretive about what he’d feel, think, or believe. On the other hand, he asked pertinent questions, learning passionately everything he could teach about the Web or medicine, be it to heal mankind or Striders. The boy grew fond of these animals, that were sometimes much wiser than some men, and he ended up considering them as full-fledged people, even friends. He was uncomfortable in the crowded pavilion where he was regarded with envy as the heir. His mother was the only person he really loved and who loved him back. The day he was finally chosen was probably the best of his life. He was out, picking up medicinal herbs with his father close to the Zindal Bay when he arrived. He was the most beautiful thing Lan could have imagined when he was dreaming of this moment. The strider was similar to a silver blade cutting through the Sea of Grass, galloping at full speed in his direction. For the young boy, it was probably the first time he could see a glimpse of pride in the Ankal’s eyes. The second best day was the birth of his little sister, Dehlya. He was already eleven years old, his Windmark still fresh on his face, trying to help out by keeping under surveillance the potions being brewed. It went well, but the Ankal disappointment was great at seeing yet another female being born in his pavilion. Starting that day, he began muttering about his pavilion being under a curse, and experimenting in his laboratory –a small tent in which all his alembics and herbs were kept. Being the only one interested in brewing and such, Lan was dragged into a plot he had no way of understanding. That would be a lesson carved in his skin that magic is never carelessly used. While attempting to overcome the malediction, the Djed backfired, destroying the whole pavilion, killing most of its inhabitants, including Arya, and a couple of striders. The Ankal suffered a major injury, losing his left arm and being burnt to a high degree. Luckily, the boy was just coming out of the tent and wasn’t lethally hurt. They were offered some time to recover in a Harmony House, during which the Clan discussed the line of events that led to this disaster. It was easy to decide that none of the wives or daughters were involved in it, but Lan’s case was a bit more difficult to untangle. He was there and probably took part in the making of whatever caused this. The level of his involvement and comprehension was expected to be low, so they agreed to be indulgent with him. He would be banned from the Sea of Grass like his father, the Whitesquall Pavilion would be disbanded and forgotten, but he would be allowed to keep his Strider and take whatever he’d need to survive. Lan didn’t even have the time to leave the Sea of Grass before his father’s death. He wasn’t really eager to travel with him and left him lying on the ground according to the Drykas’ tradition. Even though it didn’t strike him hard, the banishment and his mother’s death were a heavy burden on the adolescent, and learning to roam around the world on his own was quite frightening. The next two years appear to be all blurry, blasted off by the Djed Storm while he was in Avanthal. That’s where he is now, trying to help the healers with the sudden burst of illnesses in the city... Language Fluent Language: Pavi Basic Language: Common Poor Language: Nari Skills Skill EXP Total Proficiency Philtering 5 SP 5 Novice Herbalism 10 SP 10 Novice Riding 10 RB, 5 SP 15 Novice Medicine 30 SP 30 Competent Lores Lore of Healing Plants of the Sea of Grass Lore of Strider Anatomy Possessions 1 Set of Clothing (Colorful) -Simple Sapphire Blue Shirt -Simple Persian Green Pants -Simple Black Undergarments -Simple White Coat -Simple Carmine Boots 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Bone) -Brush (Bone) -Soap -Razor -Balanced Rations (1 Week’s Worth) -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel 100 Gold Mizas Heirloom: Leather bracelet with the Whitesquall knot-work pattern Housing Location: Avanthal House: 1 large tent (4 person) 1 large tarp 100 ft of rope 1 lantern 2 torches 1 bedroll 1 blanket 1 set of fishing tackle & hooks 1 Yvas 1 large set of Yvas bags Eyni, a blue dun Cyphrus Strider (silver-colored with black mane and tail and a dark dorsal stripe) Ledger Purchase Cost Total Starting +100 GM 100 GM Thread List Link your current & past threads here!