Alastorous- 0 Share Posted January 22, 2019 (edited) Art not owned by me. Found here.☷ General Information ☷☷ Full Name ☷ Azémar Gerald Eustacious☷ Nicknames ☷N/A☷ Titles ☷N/A☷ Age ☷27☷ Race ☷Human☷ Sex ☷Male☷ Sexuality ☷Heterosexual☷ Physical Information ☷☷ Weight ☷ 177 lbs ☷ Height ☷ 6’1”☷ Build ☷Lean, but slightly built with broad shoulders. (Primarily ectomorph with partial mesomorph traits.)☷ Hair ☷He has medium length, medium brown hair with very slight hints of auburn. Azémar’s hair is straight with gentle waves towards the end of each group of hair strands.☷ Eyes ☷Azémar’s eyes are a light, chocolate brown color in the center ring of his iris. However, moving outwards from this point, there is a collage of colors including blue and green hues when mixed together can be determined as a hazel color. ☷ Skin Tone ☷Generally quite pale, sometimes considered ghastly. ☷ Facial Features – Structure ☷Azémar’s features can be summed up as sharp. He has a well shaped chin and jawline, his nose is rounded enough to not appear witch-like, but is prominent enough to help give him a dominant, male aesthetic. The ridge to his eyebrows are also prominent in combination with his wide cheekbones. Underneath said cheekbones is a slight indentation to the rest of his cheeks. Furthermore, his lips are somewhat thin and are a pale, pink color with normal variation in color due to weather conditions, for example. ☷ Scars – Body Marks ☷ None of great significance.☷ Clothing ☷Azémar’s garb consists brown, leather shoes, light brown, linen pants, a fitted, white linen under-tunic, and a blue, mixed material overcoat. This overcoat primarily consists of flax linen, however, other mixed materials such as leather and hide are used for the integrated leather pauldrons. Aside from the general garb Azémar wears on the daily, he has several accessories as well. These accessories consist of a standard leather-crafted belt around his waist, fingerless leather gloves, and most prominently, a worn, grey scarf wrapped around his neck (and often times mouth). Not known to many, Azémar’s clothes are not that of his own. Instead, they are that of a man long since passed; a man whose name he too bears.☷ Hygiene ☷Not well kept. He has no home, no stable means of cleaning besides public bathhouses; a vagabond. ☷ Non-Physical Information ☷☷ Alignment ☷♦ Chaotic Good☷ Character Strengths – Positive Traits ☷♦ Clever ♦ Confident ♦ Reliable ♦ Insightful ♦ Meticulous ♦ Ambitious ♦ Eloquent ☷ Character Weaknesses – Negative Traits ☷ ♦ Manipulative ♦ Mediocre physical strength ♦ Crave for excitement ♦ Sociopathic tendencies ♦ Liar ♦ Evasive ♦ Selfish ♦ Incapacity for love ♦ Fear of magic♦ Fear of wolves ♦ Fear of the unknown ☷ Religion ☷ N/A☷ Backround Information – History ☷☷ Upbringing ☷ Long ago, Azémar Eustacious was not known as such. The name he uses today was adopted at a later date. Instead, he was recognized as a boy named Raolin from the Quintinus family.Raolin Quintinus came from a formerly wealthy, yet strict family of nobles in which he had always been out performed ideologically by his three brothers. He did not share common interest with anyone within the family, and for this he had been viewed as an outcast for quite some time growing up. Eventually, becoming the conversational pinata amongst his parents, his brothers, and his circle of friends. What difference in ideals or interests could have prompted this response, however? Instead of following the family’s occupational traditions of becoming an author for human literature, a renowned carpenter, or a breeder of the finest stallions, Raolin enthusiastically dreamt of studying the arts of sorcery. This passion for magic sparked from stories of legendary sorcerers, performances of magic seen throughout his homelands, and through observing magic wielders over the years. From these things alone, he dreamt of becoming something of a mage despite being part of a noble family which views such pursuits as unethical or perhaps evil. This was incredibly upsetting but somewhat comedic to Raolin’s superiors and friends. To them, such a calling was simply out of the question. So much so, that by the time he grew into his middle teen years, he was belittled and almost exclusively deemed “witch boy”. Despite this harassment and distaste from of those who surround him, he persisted to look for avenues to prove himself and his personal interest in magic. He was unsuccessful until he ran into another young boy named Arlas; a novice sorcerer learning under his father. Raolin and Arlas quickly became friends, plotting to one day display the beauties in magic to Raolin’s family at one of their private gatherings. The plan was to disguise a magical performance from Arlas as if Raolin was the one conducting it to hopefully persuade his family into changing their belief system surrounding magic. The organizing of such events went on until Raolin’s family ultimately put together one their fabled private gatherings. After quite some time, the day of the party came, and Arlas was to sneak into an open window leading to Raolin’s room on the first floor of his residence. This went as planned and thus the two met there to rehearse the performance. Arlas was to remain unseen while Raolin hopefully legitimized himself to his family and equals. A few deep breaths later and it was time. Raolin walked down a hallway through his residence which lead to the living room/entertainment room, Arlas remaining just behind him. As Raolin walks around the corner of the hallway and through the archway into the living room, Arlas stayed just around said corner, ready for action. With a few sequenced taps of a metal spoon on a glass, Raolin gathered the attention of the room and his family, announcing himself as the family reject and that he wished to show that his desire to learn about the arts of sorcery is not that of evil. Likewise, the room’s atmosphere droned with the pretentious, lowly groans of disapproval, but Raolin continued as planned. From around the hallway corner, Arlas began conducting a small, fiery display of magic above Raolin. While he did so, Raolin began to theatrically wave his hands around, putting on a show for the room. This proceeded for a few moments longer, with some of Raolin’s family friends beginning to enjoy the performance while his family remains stiff and agitated. Suddenly, Raolin was struck down to the wooden floor by the hand of his eldest brother. The display of magic continued for just a moment longer before Arlas realized what had happened. Raolin looked up with hazy eyes as his brother talked down to him, expressing continued distaste and discrimination against his false practice. He intensely spoke of how Raolin brought unceasing shame to his family and should have changed his ideals or otherwise be punished. Following this, Raolin was struck as disciplinary action several more times. However, while remaining behind the scenes, Arlas attempted to defend his friend by setting a small fire upon Raolin’s brother. Despite the just intentions of Arlas starting a minor blaze upon Raolin’s eldest brother, the situation swiftly grew out of hand. Raolin’s brother was set almost entirely aflame as the small ember rapidly spread, in turn setting fire to furniture and a few other guests in a frenzied panic. The hearts of Raolin and Arlas dropped into their stomachs as they knew they were solely to blame for this disaster. The uproar of flame continued to spread and Raolin knew he would never be forgiven for this. Simultaneously as he fled his burning home with Arlas, he felt a swelling fear for the magic he once loved manifesting inside of him. Screams of agony, fear, and hatred bellowed from Raolin’s home as he and Arlas escaped by through a window in Raolin’s room towards the back end of the residence. While escaping the area and sprinting far, far away from the tragedy, some of the last few words Raolin heard from what he recognized as his superiors were, “Come back, and we will kill you for this witch boy!” Amongst these words were more screams of terror which began haunting both Raolin and Arlas. However, once the two were at a safe distance from the area of effect, Raolin felt he had no choice but to depart from Arlas. He grew immensely fearful of magic and of his friend after seeing the destruction and ruin they had caused. Heartbroken, anguished, and ashamed of himself, Raolin fled progressively further from home in search of someway he might establish himself. Perhaps to one day come to a concluding fate of redemption. ☷ Azémar. . . Who? ☷(WORK IN PROGRESS) Edited January 24, 2019 by Alastorous- Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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