The Templar's Characters

[The Templar 195]

 

 

Nicknames:

Jerry

Age:

31

Gender:

Male

Race:

Heartlander

Status:

Ghost

Description

Height:

6'3"

Weight:

220

Body Type:

Athletic

Eyes:

Ice

Hair:

Blonde

Skin:

Fair

Markings/Tattoos:

Various combat scars, most notably a wide scar across the base of his throat.

Health:

Dead

Personality:

Sanguine-Choleric

Artifacts:

The Jeremiah Rose;

A necklace made for him by Gathius di Silvari resembling the White Rose, but in crimson and inverted. Was passed to Charlotte di Silvari when she was born. Inscribed on the back is her name.

Lame Encarmine;

Jeremiah's artificer sword, it was a masterwork of elven smithing. It is currently possessed by Mia de Silvarois

Life Style

Alignment:

Neutral-Good

Deity:

Creator

Religion:

The One True Faith

Nation:

The First Holy Oren Empire

Class:

Knight

Titles:

Ser Jeremiah di Silvari, Knight-captain of the Dragon Guard.
Knight of the Crimson Rose

Profession:

Knight-Captain of the Dragon Guard

Skills:

Survivalist

Adroit Harpist

Fluent Auvergnian

Poet

Flaws:

White Knight

Self-righteous

Easily angered

Self-important

Power-hungry
 

Weaponry

Fighting Style:

Templier; Etoiles Avantgarde

Trained Weapons:

Kaedreni Longsword and Tower Shield

Elvish rapier
Favored Weapon:

Kaedreni Longsword

Biography

Parents:

Charles di Silvari

Dominique Thatcher di Silvari

Siblings:

Lucien di Silvari

Marie di Silvari

Spouse:

Azatae Ith'ael di Silvari

Children:

Charlotte di Silvari (Adopted)

Extended Family:

Gathius de Silvarois

Mia de Silvarois

Adam di Silvari

Pet:

Draike; dalmatian purebred.

 

History

Jeremiah di Silvari grew up simply upon his family's farm in Elysium, accustomed to the lack his parents debt forced upon him. He would grow up as any other child would, dreaming of warfare and rescuing the beautiful maiden. He would fall in love for the first time at the age of sixteen, with a woman named Antoinette. A farmer's child, like himself, they would spend hours simply in each other's presence, talking about what they desired from the future.

His world came crashing down when his family was evicted from their farm for their inability to pay the yearly tax. Thrown out into the world at age seventeen, he received what he believed was a vision in his sleep, commanding him to abandon his family and wander the lands in the name of the Creator. He would soon be stripped of his boyish ways, for he encountered the hut of an elderly knight. Caught red-handed attempting to filch bread from it, he was roughly beaten and pressed into servitude. For two years he laboured under the wizened soldier, being forged into a man in what some would consider barbaric methods. He was soon released from his service, and found his way to the city of Kingston, the capital of Salvus.

Salvus, it was here that he met the patriarch, Adam di Silvari. At the time it was fortuitous, it soon turned ruinous for him, during the minor “Silver Rebellion,” in which Adam sought to conquer the elven city of Darkhaven through a proxy. He was discovered through unknown means, and the then esquired Jeremiah paid for his distant relation's treason. He was executed brutally by Ser Darius “the Lion” de Nurem.

After his execution, he was married off to the impure high elf Azatae Ith'ael, as punishment for daring to question Adam's leadership. After the marriage ceremony concluded, Adam smugly revealed her pregnancy to him. In rebellion against Adam's plan to disgrace him, he took his wife into the wildlands until she gave birth. The child was adopted quietly, and named for her grandfather.

Mere days after the birth, a curious visitor paid them a call. If Jeremiah were to join his endeavor to resurrect the Dragon Guard, he would be not only a leader, but pardoned of the crime he did not commit. After three days of contemplation, it was taken. Jeremiah was off to Abresi in secret, leaving Azatae behind but for a little while. Unfortunately, it was a beautiful betrayal. Having been promised the impossible, he was slain in the middle of the tavern by men who had once been his allies. Despair warped his soul, twisting it out of the Monk's grasp, and rendering him a spirit, left to wander the earth until his wrongs are finally made right.


Artwork

Jeremiah in his youth

 

Jeremiah in his prime

 

Pendant of the Jeremiah Rose

 

Lame Encarmine

[The Templar 195]

Reserved for Lucius di Silvari

[The Templar 195]

 

 

 

 

Nicknames:

Charlotte

Charl

Charlie

"The Blessed"

"Fleur de Wallport"

Age:

57

Gender:

Female

Race:

Mali'aheral ((Secretly impure))

Status:

Dead

Description

Height:

6'1"

Weight:

115

Body Type:

Banana

Eyes:

Violet

Hair:

Silver

Skin:

Pale

Markings/Tattoos:

Scorpion scar above her left breast.

Health:

Dead

Personality:

Charlotte de Silvarois is a kind, compassionate young woman. Throughout her young life she has been quite shy, prone to swing from joy to fear at the slightest touch of a stranger. While this has mellowed significantly in recent years, it can still lead her to burst into tears if pressured by those she does not know. She has little, if any modesty, and is quite diligent when she takes a task upon herself.

Artifacts:

The mirror of the Watcher - A mirror with beautiful elven-esque carvings precisely and finely made upon the back. Words artfully adorn the mirror itself, "Sometimes it's not just the things you break, but the things you have to repair."

 

Tahariae's Light - At first glance it appears to be a long, heavy shaft rising 8 feet into the air with what appear to be gilded steel antlers coming out of the sides about 3 feet down making it look somewhat like a S-shaped Cross. It is made of a hard, black Ebony wood and banded in gilded steel and leather conservatively in a double helix. A twist of the wrist could undo the top of the staff revealing a blade of 3 feet with a cross guard of the aforementioned antlers, revealing the weapon’s existence as a sword staff. The blade is in a flamberge style and is forged so that the steel folds in on itself in a way to produce bands of ferrite and cementite giving it a wave like appearance in the blade, like the ripples in a pond, and giving it unique strength. The fuller of the blade is gilded in gold and that continues down into the banding. stolen, presumed destroyed.

 

Life Style

Alignment:

Chaotic-Good

Deity:

Tahariae

Religion:

Aengudaemonic

Home:

Homeless

Class:

Cleric

Titles:

Master Cleric

High Priestess

Profession:

Priestess of Tahariae

Skills:

Singing

Poetry

Fluent in Auvergnian.

Flaw(s):

Has a stutter when anxious.

Timid

Beautiful

Trusting

Zealous

Naive

Magic

Current Status:

T10 Master Cleric

Arch-type:

Clerical

Sub-Types:

Healing

War Cleric

Ranks:

T5

T5

 

Weaknesses:

Can only harm the unholy and the evil.

Strengths:

Anathema to beings deemed impure or tainted by her Patron.

Current Spells:
Mental Healing

Physical Healing

Angel's Light

Light of the Palm

Orbs of Light

Manipulation of Light

Wrath of the Angel
Weaponry

Fighting Style:

Defensive

Trained Weapons:

Expert Swordstaff wielder

Adept Longswordswoman

Favored Weapon:

Staffsword

Archery:

Untrained
 

Biography

Parents:

Unknown Mali'Aheral

Azatae Ith'ael

Siblings:

-

Children:

Aila Avern

Extended Family:

Janos Ith'ael

Mirabilis Mens Ith'ael

Valerian Ith'ael

Tacita Ith'ael

Floriana Ith'ael

 

Pet:

Precieuse, a Dalmatian purebred.

 

History

Lenia Ith'ael, Daughter of Azatae Ith'ael, was born to her and Jeremiah di Silvari, in the Anthosian wilds. Jeremiah, while only there for a short time, had an Auvergnian name for her carved into a red rose pendant, and cherished her dearly. However, under extenuating circumstances left to him due to his cousin, Adam di Silvari, he was forced to abandon his wife and Lenia, seeking the pardon so they could have a better life, away from the wilds. It is unknown what name she was left with, besides the one of Auvergnian origin Jeremiah left inscribed upon the pendant, Charlotte.

 

Shortly after Jeremiah's exodus, Azatae and Lenia were attacked in the Chateau, with Azatae being brutally beaten and Lenia being kidnapped, only one year old, to be sold off as a child slave by Orenian bandits in crude white rose tabards. She was bought and freed at the auction by a mali'ame couple, Celia, and Fiyem, growing up with them in Malin'or and elsewhere, sheltered from the violence of the world that would attempt to kill her.

Her parentage was unknown, but speculated to be half-elven. Thus, no family member stepped forth to claim her, no high elf to restore her to her people. She instead grew up among wood elves, nevermind that they acted more like Valah. Lenia never seemed to get into much trouble, seemingly abhorring the evil ways of the world, as if they were anathema to her, something that gave her bullies ammunition against her. When she finally began to speak at age five, she did so with a stutter that only worsened as she grew, the acid tongues of the mali'ker and mali'ame children reducing her to a sobbing wreck of a child for being so different. She became introverted, and almost mute, unwilling to speak except in front of her family, obtaining a very soft voice that would plague her the rest of her life.

 

At age fifteen, Lenia stole away from her abode, desiring to see the world she was so sheltered from, unaware that bullies were only the tip of what awaited her out there. She found her way to the Cloud Refuge, preparing to depart into Oren when she was waylaid by Gathius di Silvari, a man she would later grow to love like a father. He saw something within her that reminded him of a cousin of his, the only di Silvari with a heart untouched by the avarice the lines of Charles di Silvari were so infamous for. He decided to offer her shelter in his Barony, quickly deducing that she was Azatae's daughter, and coming to the conclusion that she was Jeremiah's. It was then she truly felt loved and accepted, the di Silvari accepting her outright as one of their own.

 

It was during this stay, that William Vekon chanced upon her in a meeting, seeing something within her that went deeper than what any di Silvari saw. He saw that she was one in whom great clerical potential lay in wait. Cautiously, he began to subtly trial her, refusing to even hint that he was a Cleric, until he had judged her worthy. With his assistance, she connected to Tahariae on her sixteenth birthday, her destiny forever intertwined with his, though neither knew this was quite as monumental as it turned out to be.

 

Shortly after this, her life took a turn, for the worse. She encountered the man who subtly ordained the destruction of the barony Silvaria, the desmene of the Silvari in Elysium. She encountered Marcus Briarwood. He soon wooed her innocent and trusting heart, somehow retaining it even after the knowledge of this ended Gathius' life. He soon gave her a ring in the Southeron tradition, pledging himself to her in marriage, the family reluctantly consenting, until a jealous Mia let it be known that she intended to let her hand be defended by any who shared in the Scorpion's Blood. Lenia couldn't handle it anymore, blind as she was, and committed to eloping with her thought-to-be true love, only to mysteriously wake up in Wallport, informed of his death.

 

It was after this, that she fell into a void of depression, refusing to eat, laying in bed all day, hugging her purebred dalmatian puppy forlornly. It was then, Mia used her wiles to manipulate her out of the depression, fearing she might lose the will to live. They grew close as sisters in the period that followed, leading some darkly cynical di Silvari to think of something worse, although their slander was never proven true. The Harbinger Absolution made his appearance the day after she escaped her depression, striking with vigour to slay the entire household, only to be defeated as he overfocused upon her, fleeing to the North to reconstitute itself.

 

These were only the opening notes in the symphony that would be between Lenia and the Harbinger Absolution, him using illusions that strangely relied on memories she had of Marcus, being revealed in an arrogant gesture as he lured her into a false sense of security, seemingly being killed by a simple holy heal. Lenia would grow cheerful in his absence, growing strongly in her gifts, until a fateful meeting occured, one she would curse for the rest of her days, one that altered her course, forever. It turned out she was not, Tali'valah as supposed, but pure-blooded Mali'aheral, with quite a large family. Janos Ith'ael, had found her.

 

For some reason known only to her, she went with this great-uncle of hers, but soon the walls closed in around her, as he proved to have a tongue sharper than meteorite iron. Who she was as a person, was destroyed, becoming a fearful and introverted little girl at the age of 19. Her fear of him grew so great, that after he threw her in a fit of rage, his very presence paralyzed her with fear. Her aunts and uncles, save for one, Mirabilis Mens Ith'ael, despised her, Janos' wife only loving her because she was the child she couldn't have had. It was during this time she met Caelria Maehrindor, a Mali'aheral who tutored her in the ways of their people, the only Mali'aheral to ever show her kindness and affection for just being who she was. Little did he know, that it was he, who kept her from suicide.

 

She was soon empowered as a Master Cleric, given over to the leadership of the Clerical Order with Mandru Vonschlichten, and Jakir Axem. She would drift away from her mentor, and soon be gifted with the greatest powers of Tahariae's Chosen, the powers of the War Cleric. She became fast friends with Mandru Vonshlichten, teaching and connecting a wayward elf by the false name of Primrose. She would remain quite idle during this period, aimlessly drifting, until the Golden Lance appeared, and opened the portal to a realm known, as the Fringe. Seizing on the opportunity, she began construction of a Temple to Tahariae in the town of Montefleur, unaware of what troubles the new lands would bring to her, and the people she cared about.

 

It happened in the late Fringian Era. She was scorned and dismissed from the Council of Light, being forced to shoulder the blame for both Mandru's failures, and Jakir's. The Temple of Tahariae in Montefleur was abandoned in favour of a flying fortress no one could reach without Herun Athna's assistance, and Lenia herself, finally broke. After a lifetime of abuse by those she considered her friends, she could handle no more. Her connection to Tahariae went dormant, as a period of insanity set upon her. She wandered out of the Alrasin capital, and was seldom seen again.

 

It had turned out that Lenia had found true love, in the depths of her insanity. Isaac Kamura, perhaps better known as Lyuin Avern, became her knight in shining armor, and the two fell madly head over heels for eachother. Lyuin himself, was greatly stabilizing her mental state, restoring her to sanity with his ministrations, when it all ended up for naught. Lenia was killed. It was not a vicious, brigandine death as caused by the bandits that relentlessly harassed the descendents. No, it was an act of mercy, turned dark. She was pregnant, and the time to give birth had come. Her heart was failing from all the stress and terror she had been through in her life, and she could not push the child out. Her beloved husband , in an attempt to save her, applied clerical magic. While it accomplished the intended effect, the very nature of it relaxed her muscles so loosely that her heart ceased it's beat. She died not three minutes later, and her soul departed the world, to enter the Seven Skies.
 

 

Artwork

 

 

Lenia as an adolescent

 

Lenia as an adult.

 

 

Thanks to Desires for the amazing artwork!~

 

[The Templar 195]

 

Nicknames:
N/A

Age:
89

Gender:
Male

Race:
Mali'ker

Status:
Missing

Description


Height:
6'2”

Weight:
120

Body Type:
Pencil

Eyes:
Yellow

Hair:
White

Skin:
Charcoal

Markings/Tattoos:
None

Health:
Sickly

Personality:
phlegmatic-Sanguine

Inventory:
Golden orb sitting atop an ebony cane


Life Style

Alignment:
Lawful Evil

Deity:
Aeriel

Religion:
Proto-Creatorism

Home:

Unknown

Job:
Physician

Titles:
N/A

Profession:
Enchanter

Skills:
Master Physician
Skilled Surgeon

Flaws:
Suffers Congenital Afribogenemia
Arrogant
Weak


Magic


Current Status:
T4 Cognitism
T3 Lightning
T2 Light Illusion

Aura Color:
Crimson


Biography

Parents:
No Records

Siblings:
No Records

Children:
No Records

Extended Family:
No Records

Pets:
N/A


History

Only a few records exist of a Yriel Malvaesil, indicating that he both owned a clinic in Ker'lomi, and led the Div'cruan, at some point.


Artwork

 

Yriel Malvaesil

[The Templar 195]

 

 

 

Nicknames:

Ian

Age:

19

Gender:

Male

Race:

Adunian

Status:

Alive

 

Description

Height:
6'5”

Weight:
190 lbs.

Body Type:
Lithe, well-muscled

Eyes:
Purple

Hair:
Blonde

Skin:
Caucasian

Markings/Tattoos:
Ianril possesses a third nipple.

Health:
Fantastic

Personality:
Sanguine-Phlegmatic

Artifacts:
Lucerne:

Named Lamp in Flexio, light shines forth from it continuously. It is an arming sword blessed by a powerful War-Cleric of Tahariae, so that it might wield some of the same power that is brought to bear by a golden sword. Presented to him by Jakir Axem. Stolen by Martin Winter.

The Dreadsword:

A greatsword of simple make. Monstrously large to most men, it's keen edge relies on force to crush the unfortunate victims. Formerly owned by Dreadknight Graymane.

The Everflaming Orb:

An orb of obsidian constantly wreathed in unquenchable flames. Very dangerous to handle. Obtained during a battle with the Arch-daemon's forces.

Grandpappy's Longsword:

A longsword of excellent make, it is an heirloom of the Waveharp family. Given by Johnathan Waveharp as a gift.
 

Life Style

Alignment:
Chaotic-Good

Deity:
The Allfather ((The Creator))

Patron Angel:
Xan

Religion:
The True Faith

Class:
Paladin

Titles:
N/A

Profession:
Wandering Paladin

Skills:
Hunting
Trapping
Cooking
Handy-man
Excellent harpist
Scholar of the Faith
Fluent Flexio

Weaknesses:
Self-sacricing;

He will willingly chooses to place others before himself, with the ultimate price being one he does not consider beyond the worth of the innocent.

Functional alcoholic;

Tends to lean more heavily on alcohol to deal with situations than he ought to. A quiet drunk, he given to melancholy more easily and more frequently with the more he drinks.

Superstitious;

Believes overwhelmingly in the power of his deity, and is easily swayed by signs and wonders.

Simple upbringing;

Normally views the world in Black and White, Good and Evil. Precious little gray exists for him.

Outspoken;

He is not afraid to question those in power, regardless of his own wellbeing.

Magic

Current Status:

Unknown Tier

Arch-type:

Clerical

Sub-Type:

Xan Paladinism

Rank:

Unknown Tier

Weaknesses:

Cannot be used in most situations without incurring the wrath of Xan.

Strengths:

Anathema to undead and magical beings.

Current Spells:
Holy Condensation

Holy Manipulation

Weaponry

Fighting Style:
Templarii

Trained Weapons:
Longsword
Arming sword
Tower shield

Favored Weapon:
Longsword w/ tower shield

Archery:
Skillful. Can easily use a hunting bow. Usage of a longbow would require a fair bit of instruction, despite possessing the requisite strength in his arms.

Biography

Parents:
Dawson “Pappy” Waveharp
Alexis “Momma” Waveharp

Siblings:
Xavier Waveharp
Scarlett Waveharp

Children:
N/A

Extended Family:
Johnathan “Grandpappy” Waveharp
Rose “Granny” Waveharp

Pet:
Jeffrey, an overweight courier pidgeon.

Affiliations:
The Brotherhood of the Golden Lion
Paladin

History

There appears to be no records of an Ianril Waveharp to be read.

 

Artwork

 

 

 

Ianril Waveharp

Lucerne

 

Everflaming Orb

 

Grandpappy's Longsword

 

[The Templar 195]

Nicknames:
Evarir

Age:
Approximately 180

Gender:
Male

Race:
mali'thill

Status:
Fabulous


Description

Height:
6'6”

Weight:
120 lbs.

Body Type:
Ectomorph

Eyes:
Dark Byzantium

Hair:
Silver

Skin:
Pale

Markings/Tattoos:
N/A

Health:
Respectable

Personality:
Choleric-Melancholic

Inventory:
Nothing at present


Life Style

Alignment:
Lawful-Neutral

Code of Ethics:
Maehr'sae Hihlun'ehya

Religion:
Atheist

Nation:
Haelun'or

Class:
Sorcerer

Titles:
Indor'ir (Formerly)

Profession:
Researcher/Instructor

Skills:
Analytical
Wise

Flaws:
Over-cautious
Arrogant
Racist
Effeminate


Magic

Current Status:
Instructor

Arch-types:
Alteration
Evocation

Sub-Types:
Telekinesis
Household Magic

Rank:
T3
T5

Weaknesses:
Telekinesis requires concentration and significant build-up for combative purposes.
Household Magic has no combat capabilities whatsoever.

Strengths:
Can move stuff with the mind.
Can use magic for household chores.

Current Spells:
Telekinetic Movement
Puff of Air
Light Weak Fire
Light Source
Illusory Writing
Create Water
Command Object


Weaponry

Fighting Style:
Florentine

Trained Weapon:
Longbow

small sword & stiletto

Favored Weapon:
Longbow

Archery:
Skilled


Biography

Parents:
Asul'dion

Feta'iyat

Siblings:
Av'enaer Talar'onn

Children:
N/A

Extended Family:
Semper'Ayla Talar'onn

Pet:
Ibar;
An Albino swallow-tailed hawk


History

To be written.


Artwork

 

Evarir'ayla Talar'onn

[The Templar 195]

 

 

 

 

Nicknames:
N/A

Age:
20

Gender:
Female

Race:
mali'aheral

Status:
Alive


Description

Height:
6'1”

Weight:
110 lbs.

Body Type:
Banana

Eyes:
Crystal blue

Hair:
White

Skin:
Pale

Markings/Tattoos:

Health:
Sickly

Personality:
Phlegmatic-Melancholic

Inventory:


Life Style

Alignment:
Neutral-Good

Code of Ethics:
Maehr'sae Hihlun'ehya

Religion:
Agnostic

Home:
Annil'sul

Class:
Scholar

Titles:

Profession:

Skills:

Flaws:

Blind


Magic

Current Status:
N/A

Arch-types:

Sub-Types:

Rank:

Weaknesses:

Strengths:

Current Spells:

 

Weaponry

Fighting Style:

Trained Weapon:

Favored Weapon:

Archery:


Biography

Parents:
Lenia Avern

Lyuin Avern

Siblings:

Children:

Extended Family:
Daniel Baelish

Janos Ith'ael

Pets:


History

To be written.


Artwork

Aila, a portrait painted at age sixteen.