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Basic Information Nighttime Race: Ethaefal Birthday & Age : Came from the sea 18th of Fall 501 AV Gender: Male
Daytime Race: Benshira Birthday & Age : 35th of Spring 216 AV Gender: Male
Physical Description As the day takes hold, pale beauty is distorted by weathered features. This Benshira man appears in his late 30's, early 40's. The Ethaefal is reduced to a gangly human of barely 5'8". Though he is no longer dwelling in the desert his skin is dark, almost brown, visibly haggard from the harsh sand and wind. His eyes are his most striking feature. His figure is what is kindly described as, "pudgy". Beneath auburn locks of curly hair green eyes shine. They are so pale they appear almost cream. The shape of his face is triangular with a small, upturned nose and full lips.
Leth brings splendor. Dark and ugly is swapped for beauty and grace. Divinity reigns Llewelyns body almost as if he were still with the ascended in Ukalas. His hair is medium in length. It's usually messy like he survived the storm of the century. Two glassy protrusions stick out from his temples, curling upward. His body is lanky and slightly muscled, though how is at a loss to him.
Custom with Ethaefal, he changes with seasons. Winter: silvery-white hair, obsidian horns. Spring: horns: completely white, lavender hair. Summer: midnight black hair, horns become vibrant green. Fall: His hair is subtle brown mixed with red, horns are a dull yellow.
Llewelyns' eyes have a melancholy appearance. A sea of cobalt is flecked with purples and golds. They drift from place to place with disdain and sorrow. A giant at 6'11" he finds himself generally gawked at by late-night street goers. It takes much effort on his part not to put them in their place.
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Her pelt is predominately gray-brown. A splash of rusty brown is across her chest. Small stripes and spots give character to her short fur. Her head is broader than most cats and her paws strangely large. Her eyes are clear and intelligent They are as green as a freshly cut lawn with deep blue flecks sprayed out on them. Her whiskers are unnaturally long with . Her tail is slightly stubby, with a small crook at the black tip. Her personality at first glance can be described as loving and affectionate. She's a typical cat who loves chasing things, lounging in the sun, and taking baths. But beneath her fuzzy exterior lies a devious, cunning, and slightly mean animal. During her trips away from Llewelyn she roams the streets begging for food from various people. If food isn't given to her they usually find a very... unwelcome present on their door step.
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Character Concept Despite an angelic demeanor, Llewelyn is highly conceited and racist. Even as Syna controls his body he believes himself better than everyone. No matter what mood he is in he has no courtesy or patience for "lesser beings". He despises humans especially. Viewed to him as vile, worthless, and unfit to be graced to walk freely he openly scoffs and sneers at them.
He finds his Benshira form a disgusting embarrassment. It is while daylight shines that he's most bitter. As a human he is prone to raging fits which always end in uncontrollable sobbing. After this tantrum things around him are almost totally destroyed. Usually without him remembering it. On rare occasions do these outbursts occur in his Ethaefal form.
A creature of little words, he considers no one worth speaking to and nothing worth saying. He feels doomed to wander Mizahar seeking answers that will allow him to ascend to where he belongs. He would rather seek refuge in books and knowledge than in companionship.
Llewelyn has seemingly forever, his movements can be described as slow and fluid. Often you can find him in a trance-like state, eyes glazed over, lips moving rapidly, but totally unresponsive. He believes meditation gets him close to the divine realm. When he isn't meditating he's
This Ethaefal has a slight vain streak. Though he seeks no company other than Crevan, he frets and worries constantly over his appearance. This is some of the reason his has so much disdain for his human form. When
As a Benishira, he has developed many.. Habits. He has discovered the escape of alcohol and often times is drunk, yelling throughout the street or crying. He has succumbed to gluttony. With no need for food in his Ethaefal form, his past life's love of food comes out ravenously. Fruit being his weakness, he always has something of the apple or banana of some sort hidden in his pockets. This gives him a distinct fruity smell which only stimulates his appetite more.
Model: Marlon Teixeira
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I lived in a land more beautiful than a star. More graceful than a dancer,. It filled the soul with love and peace. I, and others, mirrored this tranquility. Slowly we began to disappear and those of us left grieved for the loses. Then, it was my turn, I fell. Flailing my arms frantically I clawed for a ledge, but could find none. I think then I fell asleep; because when I opened my eyes I was under water and being swept away. Salt stung my eyes and blackness surrounded me. My first real memory of my return is getting pulled from the water. I was stark naked but covered in a light blue foam, my modesty only preserved by seaweed.
I stayed on my savior ship for countless bells for the reason that I couldn't function beneath the weight of my depression. I was holed-up in a small cabin below deck isolated from the rest of the cabins; which was fine by me. Bread, cabbage, and ale was all I was fed. Disgusting really. Though the ale was some of the best I've ever had... They allowed me to stay only for the reason, I believe, that they were frightened of me. Humans, so ignorant. Eventually, though I couldn't stand being around those urchins any longer. I was happy to leave them. Though, I have to say it felt like I was being bribed away. As I left they practically threw coins at me. To my embarrassment I actually picked them up and put them in the backpack I picked up earlier.
As I finally left, I was followed by a small, short-haired kitten who had seemed to take a liking to me. At first I was apprehensive, but I ultimately found her company a gift from Leth himself. She is adventurous which leads her to become missing for several days. Though it's strange; even if I leave where I was staying when she disappeared, she always finds her way back.
Zeltiva, where I was dropped off, was a fine place to be; full of knowledge and interest. It was here I discovered alcohol and all it's releases. I stayed in Zeltiva for a time, moving on to Sylrias. Where I've been ever since, living in various Inns and bars.
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Languages: Fluent- Common Basic- Shiber Poor- Tawna
Equipment and Possessions -1 Set of Clothing : Undyed tunic. Brown pants, and a pair of leather boots [starting package] -1 Backpack : 1 Set of Toiletries (comb, brush, soap, nail file)[starting package] Also: A Donkey named Cheena, 2 sacks, a flask, and a bucket. Cat: Calico, female. Name: Crevan
Ledger :
100 gm (starting package) +500(turn in housing) -5 sm (basket) -3 cm (flask) -2 cm (2 empty sacks) -8 gm (donkey) - 1 gm here -2 sm(Cat) 591 gm 17 sm
