AppearanceRace: Human, mixed
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Birthday: 85th, Spring, 492.
Birthplace: Syliras
Appearance: Now pale and thin, with gray-brown hair and hazy eyes, he walks through life with a sad and anxious look; his short stature, being only 5ft tall, tends to amplify his insecure appearance.
Although skilled in the arts of morphing, he feels uncomfortable with the idea of permanently altering his body, and has trouble doing so when there's no real need.
Character ConceptInayl is currently a psychological mess: having been abused,tortured and experimented upon by his master, and eventually saved by an Iron-clad Knight, who he hasn't seen since the day he escaped, has turned him into a sociopathic madman, willing to kill to achieve his goals.
His familly gone, and with him lacking a real goal in life, he has - subconsciously - decided to devote his life to searching, finding, obsessing about and adoring his saviour, whom he is now searching in the city of Syliras, the city of Knights.
Character HistoryBorn as the third son of a poor Sylirian familly, he should have been destined for a life of hard work and unsavory soup. However, the gods showed themself charitable on the day of his birth, as he was born with a natural talent for morphing, a magical skill considered rare in the slums of Syliras.His parents reveled in their sons gift and started working towards providing him with an education, albeit a meager one, in the hopes of one day being able to sell of his skills to a bounteous mage.
By the time he had reached the age of 16 his parents had started searching for such a mage, one who would gladly pay for the 'honour' of having their son as his apprentice, but no such mage existed and his parents soon fell into downward spiral of cold contempt towards the son that was unable to fullfill their hopes and dreams. Inayl's life took a sharp turn, with every day that passed, his parents grew more hateful and spiteful.
On his 14th birthday, when his parents had already started ignoring him and he was left to fend for himself, an old and unknown sorcerer appeared, who claimed to be interested in their son. They required few convincing - a satchel of golden mizras sufficed - and Inayl was soon sold to the cloaked sorcerer.
By the time they arrivad, Inayl was unable to remember the journey, numbly followed the wizard throughout his underground lair, and 'voluntarily' entered a strong, iron cell.
The wizard turned out to be a leecher, a reverse-leecher, who intended to experiment on Inayl, forcing him to morph against his will and torturing him when he refused. Day in day out, he took place on a stone table and waited for the sorcerer to finish, to be able to return to his cell; his flesh molded, mistreated and burning.
A year went by, and Inayl had slowly lossed his grasp on reality, mindlessly abiding his masters will. He would have done so until his death, had the sorcerer been less vain. Cause in an attempt to gain more power, the sorcerer contacted the world of Freyden, to bend one of its denizens to it's will.
Unfortunatly for him, a quicksilver Pascid, uncommonly shaped like a knight, both proud and arrogant by nature, arose. The wizard made the mistake of speaking with contempt and threatened the mighty pascid, if he were to refuse being obedient. A grave mistake. The proud pascid lunged towards the wizard and unleashed a fury of strikes with his quicksilver sword.
In the midst of fighting he noticed Inayl, in which he took interest, and so decided to free him, in an attempt to further enrage the wizard, not realising the impact it would have on both him and Inayl's lives.
While Inayl left the underground lair, the knight succeeded and finally managed to kill the wretched sorcerer, but not without suffering some severe injuries, which prevented him from roaming the lands of Mizahar in his knightly form.
In despair, a rare and unspoken agreement was made: the pascid reduced itself to it's sealed form, a silver sword-like necklace, and bonded himself to Inayl, who unknowingly accepted the deal.
Having found his way home, Inayl soon discovered his parents had left him to rot. Now he searches the Knight, which he ignorantly carries around his neck, and is hence unable to find.
LanguageFluent Language: Common
SkillsSkill | EXP | Total | Proficiency |
Escape artist | 5 SP | 5 | Novice |
Meditation | 15 SP | 15 | Novice |
Observation | 15 SP | 15 | Novice |
Morphing | 15 RB, 15 SP | 30 | Competent |
LoresLore of the Dangers of Magic
Lore of the Lonely Soul
Possessions1 Set of Clothing
-Simple Shirt
-Simple Pants
-Simple Undergarments
-Simple Cloak
-Simple Boots
1 Handaxe
1 Waterskin
1 Backpack which contains:
-Comb (Wood)
-Brush (Wood)
-Soap
-Razor
-Balanced Rations (1 Week's worth)
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel
94 Gold Mizas
HousingLocation: Syliras
House: The smallest and cheapest of Sylirian homes, the one his dissappeared familly left behind.
1 basic 20x20 apartment with a hearth, bunk, chest, chair, and small table.
LedgerPurchase | Cost | Total |
Starting | +100 GM | 100 GM |
A handaxe | -6 GM | 94 GM |
Thread ListSeason | Name | Description | Earned |
1th Summer 513 | A long day | Inayl reflects on a tiresome day... | |
2th Summer 513 | Grand Bazaar | Inayl buys a weapon... | A handaxe for 6gm |