Cyndaer Miiystra's Application [Accepted]

[Swgrclan 2682]

Minecraft Account Name: Swgrclan

Character Name: Cyndaer'Miiystra/Cyndaer

Race: Mori'Quessir - of Miiystran bloodline.

Gender: Male.

Age: 390 Years of Age [78 in Mori years.]

Appearence:

Cyndaer has grey, ashy skin, standing at 5'7, his hair a silvery white. His hair is pulled back in a ponytail, brushed to one side of his face to keep neatness. He dons little clothing, only a tough leather belt that wraps around his waist, trimmed with blue, along with leather cuffs with the same shade of blue. He wears a loincloth, which is also trimmed with the same blue. Cyndaer usually wears a stern or neutral expression, tensed up at all times whenever in the presence of people. And because of his bloodline, he holds the common trait of eye color; icy blue iris' with grey. He has a scar crossing his right eye.

Personality:

He is a dry, vague man, never one to joke around, always one to get things done. Cyndaer sees affection and love in general as a burden, never experiencing it before, but rejecting it at the same time, but he does not reject natural attraction to a female. He is annoyed easily; he does not enjoy being pestered, and if he is then his temper will flare and he will most likely attempt to shut the pester-er up by some means of force.

He is by no means snobby - he takes pride in serving the Miiystra, if he does, but he will not flaunt his title around. Cyndaer will only do such when his position as a noble is questioned by those lower than him.

Biography:

Born as one of Num'rinith's in-numerous children, Cyndaer grew up as a boy not as tended as his other brothers and sisters, spending his time outside the House, wandering around to taunt the peasants and commoners of the city, though feeling dull as he did it as Cyndaer's childish boredom was never really sated - by anything. To keep his time occupied, Cyndaer asked for several tasks to complete, always fulfilling them - simple tasks from collecting bread from the market and bringing to the house to give to his peers, or even terminate cave rats that have scurried into the house-hold.

Upon turning older, more developed with more masculine features, Cyndaer was openly allowed to roam the city to do what he wishes. Cyndaer spent most of his time wandering, as he did as a child. When wandering and gazing at attractive females was not enough, he decided to delve into the lower depths of the caverns.

Cyndaer made sure he was ready for such an ordeal; packing himself several loaves of breed and bottles pure water. He ventured deep into the caverns, admiring the flora that inhabited the dark, giant cave. Cyndaer ventured the deep cavern for several hours until he deemed it necessary to return home; until a sudden shift in the cavern occurred. The ground shook around him - large boulders crashing down from the upper walls and blocking the passage he came through, blocking his way back home and essentially blocking himself off from society.

He panicked of course, trying to chip through the thick stone as best as he good but to no avail. Cyndaer eventually ran out of food - forced to hunt the rats that wandered throughout the large cavern and eat them alive, getting sick on many occasions from the filth that the rodents carried, but surviving nonetheless. He lived in the caverns for years, growing as he survived, into a man - a ruthless one at that, focusing solely on survival and occupying his free time with praying to the Mother, begging her for the boulder to be moved so he could go back home.

Several decades past; many years of work and solitude in effort of chipping the boulder away, which he finally did, several months after reaching the age of 58 [Mori years]. He escaped the dreaded caverns and coming back to his home. Cyndaer was stricken with extensive shock in the disarray of his race and what happened while he was gone. He missed the invasion of the surfacers, the depletion of his race - everything up to the very year he escaped his massive prison.

Cyndaer committed himself to assisting the true people that still lingered in the smaller crowd that made up the majority of Menorcress - the Miiystra, or what was left of it. He would stand by his House, brothers and sisters until the imminent destruction of his home.

Your characters ambitions:

To rejoin his brothers and sisters by rejoining the Miiystra House, and to assist in preserving it until it's imminent demise. He holds no desire to make children or find "love", being one to dislike such a thing and seeing it as a distraction, but he will most likely breed if he is commanded to do so.

Why does your character do what he/she does?:

Cyndaer serves his House in any way shape or form because he is prideful in serving it, having a strong belief that it is the strongest of all of Menorcress, holding the greatest and most powerful Mori'Quessir.

What moral boundaries does your character adhere to, if any?:

Cyndaer holds little to no boundaries when it comes to him being commanded by his superiors; he will torture, slave and kill any man, woman, or child, given it does not conflict him, which is very rare.

What are some notable strengths and weaknesses of your character?:

He is not able to be seduced easily, and has a good skill of combat with daggers, swords and bows - as training was one of the things that occupied his time as he grew up. Cyndaer is seemingly emotionless, which can act as a trait and weakness at the same time, making him not regret some actions he makes, like killing a "friend" of his if commanded to do so or out of anger.

Cyndaer can get angry easily, his temper making his calculate his actions in a too-quick fashion, most likely making him falter if he were to ever enter combat while in an enraged state. He is uneasy around any form of affection, most likely pushing it aside as it uncomforts him a great deal, never one to experience it and forcing himself not to anytime soon. His ruthlessness can cause several tears in relationships he could develop, perhaps even some in the House he follows so loyally, the Miiystra.

What role will your character play in Asulon?:

He will act as an aggressive character, acting hostile to anyone who thinks they can insult his race, and especially the Miiystra House. He may act as an antagonist or even a neutrality; it depends upon future events that will effect his decision - said events developing Cyndaer as a character.

Is your character loyal or a backstabber?:

Cyndaer is only loyal to his House, even if he would never get the chance to rejoin it. He will accept a wide variety of things from his pure-blood superiors, spanning from simple tasks to assassinations, slavery and public executions.

Are you familiar with all server/villain application rules?: I am.

Evils to be considered for?:

2a & 2b

Why do you as a player wish to and think you deserve to play as a villain?:

I think I can handle the role of playing a villain again, as I got good feedback from several people I've roleplayed with, as a villain and not as one.

===Roleplay Related Questions===

As your character wanders the back-streets of Menorcress, you sight a cloaked figure lurking in one of the shadowed nook behind the Brothel: a rustle of cloth is heard, and the figure ushers you in with a skeletal finger. The hooded figure imparts information involving a conspiracy to over-throw the House of Miiystra, and offers you a hefty sum of coin to partake in the planned attack. How does your character react?:

Cyndaer stares at the dark figure in a mix of shock and anger, his rage boiling from the obvious reason; this fool wishes to destroy the only pure-bloods left in the city, and he would pay for such a vile deed! This man deserves nothing less than death if he plans to openly ask strangers - even noticeably Miiystran-bloodline Mori'Quessir. Cyndaer drew his weapon without a word, his icy blue iris' tinged with a crimson hue as he steps forward, hacking at the robed heretic in a release of his anger, leaving the mutilated body laying in the dirty allyway to rot until the rats feed off of all of the fool's flesh.

Your character finds him/herself watching the Alure d'aphyon: the several fighters within the void maze wield only sticks as they prove their prowess as warriors by battling to the death. One of fighters happens to be a close companion of yours, and you witness him being strategically cornered by three of the other fighters and beaten to death. While the crowd cheers in celebration of the violence, and the death of your friend. How does your character react?:

Cyndaer does not react much, watching his "friend" get bludgeoned to death violently - not tinged with a single emotions besides amusement of how much he screamed. After the event ended, he stood and walked from the arena to the center of the city to sit atop the stone fountain and rest, tending to his thoughts.

As you turn the corner into a dimly lit alley, a pair of young female rothe [slave/cattle] instantly run up to you. They are begging for a donation of either coin or bread. How does your character react?:

He scrunches his nose in disgust and annoyance, disgusted these filthy slaves would approach him in vain attempt to beg him of his coin. He sighs raggedly, ignoring their begging and taking a chain with shackles connected to it, shackling both of the obviously disacknowledged rothe, and dragging them off to find their owners despite their struggling.

A male and female rivvil [human] and a rivvil child seem lost amidst the alley-ways of byr'shuk [outsider-market]. The woman walks with a long staff, and the man appears to have a scabbard at his side. How does your character react?:

Cyndaer passes the small group, flicking a single glance at the female and not doing a thing to the three; he was not instructed to kill, slave or torture any of them, so he may as well leave them be, for now.

Two guards try to break up a fight between your acquaintance and two members of another qu'ellar [house]. Your 'friend' slays one of the guards as he approaches, causing the others to draw their arms. How does your character react?:

Cyndaer draws his own weapon as he spots one of his blood-brothers being assaulted. He makes a quick glance over his brother - he was unwounded, thankfully. He had no real reason to kill the other house members nor the guard. Cyndaer steps in front of his brother, coaxing the guard and the House members to walk away from the situation under order of a noble - promising them that his brother would be punished for his dire action. After the three finally walk off, Cyndaer scolds his brother harshly and drags him back to the compound of the Miiystra.

A screenshot of your skin: http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/3/cyndaer.png/

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