Trios Traugon Pitrius “Freedom is the ultimate from of greed" Basic Information 50 Years of Age (Appears to be 25 years old due to race) “Birthday Unknown, estimated midsummer” Height 5’0 Weight 250lbs Male Isur Deep Green eyes :Abilities: (Racial) Nightvision, Dense flesh and bone, Innate crafting ability Appearance: Outfit Look: Trios shares the same characteristics of his race in terms of height and physical dommineer. Thanks to years of hard manual labour and the genes of his racem Trios adult body has developed into a highly muscled exterior. At first glance the capatin wouldn't appear to be muscular thanks to his loose clothing and short height. But underneath is a body that could be compared to that of a pale blue rock. Trios’s deep blue hair is kept at shoulder length and kept back so not to impede any work and the hair closest to his face are kept in neat braids. As for facial hair Trios thinks him the only Isur that takes pride in a very healty beard and mustashe. This fact is apparent as his facial hair almost has completly engulfed the majority of his lower face. Due to Trios being from the Pitrius his left arm is pitchblack like the night's sky. Silver viens that portrude from the Isur's skin makes his left arm appear like a starry night sky. This is where Trios had chosen to go with the nickname "Captain Black Fist" to honour the strength and apparence of his left arm. Clothing wise Trios keeps to a typical merchant sailor outfit. The attire consists of leather boots, belt, leather sailor hat, rawhide jacket, loose cotton pants and shirt. The overall idea is to be as light as possible but to be able to withstand must of the harsh elements of nature as possible. Being a member of the “Empty Night” smugglers/merchants, Trios wears a blue moon stitched on the back of his rawhide jacket. Weaponry wise, Trios keeps his cutlass on his left side attached to his leather belt. Injuries: Numerous Scars Flashback to be created to explain. Shattered Right Leg [Fit for walking, required cane] - [Healed Magically Cane no longer needed] Your right leg was fractured in many places, and will never be fully functional. The splint job was mostly successful, however you will need a cane to walk from now on. You will also bear a massive scar on your right thigh where Conrad's messy job of stitching was.You will also have pains in the leg in cold weather or when the air pressure drops. This could help you to track storms if you learn to understand the signs of your wound. Funationality of the leg has been fully restored and cane no longer required. The Scar remains and the pains of the wound still ache at approaching storms and low air pressure. Weapon Appeal: Cutlass “Unnamed” http://www.dragon-swords.com/images/D/brass-pirate-cutlass-sword-L.jpg Concept Trios is a young man who sees the world as one giant opportunity. There is no safety, no security and no ounce of free kindness in Mizahar yet the Isur wouldn’t change a thing about it. For without danger and adventure there is nothing to be lived for. Being raised by those not of his race has made the Isur have a mixed bag of personalities and philosophies. For instance Trios hates all races even his own. Yet the man finds him self enjoying people rather than the cultures or blood they belong to. This is a result of watching how people tend to embrace and protect others simple based on their blood. This sickens and maddens Trios to no end, as he’d rather hate all the people of the world and find individuals to excuse from his hatred. Therefore Trios sees companionship greater than blood or race could ever achieve having been raised by those not of his race. Trios also has no desire for morality or good and evil. The chaotic world has no alignment of being good or evil so why should the people who live within it have them. There is only what one is willing to do to survive and thrive in the chaotic environment. This resulting philosophy is a result of Trios sailing with humans who did what ever they could to survive. Killing, stealing and the like were only just methods for survival if the need for them arose. Ruthless and cunning, while useing every advantage you have while not shying away from any tactic that may be considered un-honourable is the only way the Isur sees how to live in this world. Honour does not exist nor is it a desirable trait. History Trios was not raised by his clansmen nor his race, instead was taken in at a very early age of 6 into the care of Captain Ikesog of the “Empty Night” merchants. Instead of a notion of honouring family or clan, Trios ideals of honouring those who live and work together regardless of creed or race. Also having the crew of the “Empty Night” consisting of mostly humans, Trios has developed a subconscious notion to act like them, even though some of his racial coldness and being withdrawn can be seem sometimes. It was said that Captain Ikesog took the young Isur as he saw the use of the young male latter down the road. Ikesog knew the racial attributes of the Isur and sought to employ them for his own need apart from adding another crew member to his employment. And so a life of a “questionable” merchant life would follow for Trios sailing mostly around the coast and ocean around Syliras, Cyphrus and Eyktol for nearly thirty years. In that time Trios would become the shipwright of the crew proving unquestionable skill when it came to building and repairing sea craft. Trios never even questioned that his life could be considered thievery or smuggling or even underhanded merchandizing, all the boy cared about was to assist his adopted family in anyway possible. [Making flashblack]- Why Trios hates the idea of being conrtolled and ruled over by gods/kings. Also how Trios ended up in the sea of grass and seperated from the crew that raised him. Alignment: "There is no good or evil on this earth, only the what a person is willing to do to meet his goals" --Somewhere between chaotic and true neutral.-- Religion Views: "The greatest insult to a soul is to give it willing to anouther" Trios has no such care to devotion to his Isurian god of strength “Izurdin”. Not being with his own kind has leaded him to believe that true strength does not come from a god. It is earned with sweat and blood with a passion to whatever one has set for a goal. In a personal philosophy Trios feels it an insult to ones soul to beg or plead with such divine beings for help, courage or strength. To put it simply the gods could make war on the young Isurian and it would be met with applause from Trios. A war or triffle with a god would be a more glorious act then falling in line behind such an entity. The Captain also holds no hatred against any perticual deitie just the hatred steming from the idea that a being could hold such power and control over a mortal life. If Trios was offered the ability given by Genosis mark from a deity the Isur would laugh and spit at the gift. Power given from a god is worse than being cursed by one. Gift of power is a show of weakness and the only true power comes from within your own capabilities. Cults or people marked with a god’s power are nothing but tools stripped of their freewill and personal strength. Trios also shows a bit of respect to those cursed by negative marks from the gods because it means that the person has upset them in some way. And what pisses off a deity is a incredible feat. People of the world: Aleksi: “Stupid pirate” – Aleksi (I’m in the market) Tebridiar: “He thinks he’s tough, but deep down… I think that he is a big softy”- Tebridiar ( I’m in the market) Ariel "His aura. It was a dark black color. It had a gooey, even slimy look to it, and smelled of the salt of the sea. She could see a pirate's flag, and an empty treasure chest." - Ariel( Like A Sore Thumb) Conrad "He really looked like he would be able to break him into two when he wanted" - Conrad (In True Style) Samael "He had considered nocking an arrow and aiming it at Trios' face, but that wouldn't improve his mood at all." - Sama'el (Earth, Wind and Water) Genosis: Cursed By Zulrav (lvl 1) Mark Location: Middle of Back Reason: Called the god of storms his equal in the middle of a monsoon and anounced independence form bowing to the whims of the divine. Language: Fluent= Common Basic= Isur Poor= Nari |