[hider=Kaathe Oolacile]
[center][h1][color=0054a6]Kaathe "Crestfallen" Oolacile[/color][/h1][/center]

[h2][center]Appearance:[/center][/h2]
[center][img]http://orig06.deviantart.net/05ea/f/2013/073/1/f/l2_dark_elf_by_clifferock-d5y0i38.gif[/img][/center]
[hider=clothes][center][img]http://darksouls.wdfiles.com/local--files/classimages/Thief.png[/img][/center][/hider]

[b]Age[/b]: 39

[b]Gender[/b]: Male

[b]Race[/b]: Dark Elf

[b]Rank[/b]: None

[b]Personality[/b]: In a word: Pessimistic. Due to a traumatizing experience earlier in his life, he had forced almost all sense of caring out of his mind. Though he thinks logically, and would still attempt to help someone when needed, he has resigned himself to allowing fate to go whichever direction it wishes. The deaths of others-and even the thought of his own demise-slightly amuses him, as it only proves to him that he may have been right to discard that caring.

There once was a moment where he had started to care once again. Unfortunately it was brief, and traumatizing when it came to an end. Now he is as pessimistic as ever. Only this time, he's not so keen on allowing the light of hope fill him again. He doesn't know, nor does he care, if his allies are alive or dead now.

[b]Bio[/b]: Born in one of the cities of the larger islands of Nalrokar, Kaathe was expected to grow to become one of the strongest in their city. Unfortunately, that was not what he was. Physically, he was weaker than most, and as such, he was constantly berated and beaten. More than once, he found himself in a dispute that left him limping and bleeding after it's resolve.

When he was younger, he tried to get stronger. Learning all that he could in order to prove that he was strong. Of course, his losing streak would not be deterred by this determination. Still, he continued to move forward. Going on with his futile goal.

Eventually, he had gotten into such trouble that he was dying on the ground, a failure. It was at this moment, where he took a look at his life. What had he done? What was the point? Why was he so afraid to lose? Was it death? Was it because he would find himself in a situation just like this one if he hadn't gotten stronger? Well, there he was, and he didn't care.

It was all idiotic anyway. Why try to do something when fate clearly meant for you to do something else? It was a waste of time. His life had been a waste of time.

He survived that little experience, but now he had lost all manner of caring. He would do whatever would normally do, only this time just on a whim. He accepted anything that happened, and simply moved on. It was in the Past anyway. It wasn't his problem anymore. The next time he found himself in a fight, he won. Apparently his new outlook on life had granted him a calmer mind, and a clearer sight. He easily overpowered his opponent with what he learned. Funny how fate works. When he wanted to win, he lost. Now that he could care less, he tastes victory...and it tasted like the air he had been breathing from the moment he was born.

As all others from his near-death experience onward, he joined the covenant on a whim. It was because of this, he had never gone up in rank. Not that he would care, anyway. 

[hider=After the Dawn Covenant]He had played his role throughout the war, and left. Few would notice his absence in the years after the war. He left, because he had come to realize that he had allowed hope to return and be ripped away once more. Not only for himself, but for the entirety of his people. Rather than allow himself to grieve and wail until his heart stopped, Kaathe had decided to leave on a journey of his own. 

He wandered the lands, doing whatever had come to his mind. He had even decided against helping his people rebuild, in favor of simply wandering about. [/hider]

[b]Weapons[/b]:
PRIMARY: [hider=Cythlla]
[img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/61/b9/1f/61b91fd84ca672236a770781117430dc.jpg[/img]
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[hider=Henry][img]http://i.imgur.com/mBtKDry.jpg[/img]
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TERTIARY: [hider=Dagger of the Crestfallen][img]http://i.ytimg.com/vi/whnEm2v1RA8/maxresdefault.jpg[/img][/hider]

[b]Magic[/b]: Blood, Illusion, and Cryomancy
[hider=Current Spells/Magical Abilities]Cryomancy: 
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[*][b]Freezing Enchantment[/b] (Kaathe enchants items with a freezing power)
[*][b]Celestial Wrath[/b] (by focusing a spell and throwing it into the sky, Kaathe can make ice weapons rain down within a yard around him.)
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Illusion:
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[*][b]Nostalgic Moment[/b] (if you don't remember this, then here's a reminder: Kaathe creates an illusion out of one of his memories. Unfortunately, they're can't physically felt or interacted with. It mainly serves as a distraction.
[*][b]Illusionist's Sight[/b] (with enough focus, Kaathe and force individuals within his line of sight into an illusion of his choosing, however they must stay wishin his line of sight in order to be affected. Blinking cancels the spell)
[*][b]Hallucinating Enchantment[/b] (Kaathe can enchant a weapon with a maddening illusion to confuse and disorientate a target that's hit. Lasts for a minute.)
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Blood:
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[*][b]Spell Strengthening[/b] (uses a blood sacrifice to strengthen the potency of other available magic)
[*][b]Damned Remains[/b] (uses a blood sacrifice to summon five lesser spirits to possess the long-dead and fight alongside him.)
[*][hider=Honor-Bound Demon][img]https://65.media.tumblr.com/218a6ae5bedb606b01796abe620eab44/tumblr_nzk1jpRKN21rcb98go1_1280.jpg[/img][/hider] (Uses a personal blood sacrifice, and renders Kaathe immobile in order to summon a powerful demon to fight for him)
[*][hider=Mesmerizing Demoness][img]https://cdn.pastemagazine.com/www/system/images/photo_albums/dark-souls-iii/large/dancer-boreal.jpg?1384968217[/img][/hider] (uses a personal blood sacrifice and renders Kaathe blind and deaf in order to summon a dancing Demoness to fight alongside him.)
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[b]Other[/b]: 
[hider=Opinions on Others]
[hider=Evelynn Sunderland][color=0054a6]I must admit that I never thought she'd last past the war. My past leaders have all died, you see. It was honestly surprising that she managed to break that streak...Though it should be mentioned that I still see her as my leader. Even when she was promoted to the pinnacle of the Dawn Covenant, I still saw her as the Knight-Captain that gathered the few forces that survived. I had heard that she retired after everything was said and done. I don't know where she is now, but I don't really care. She can take care of herself.[/color][/hider]

[hider=Karl Shadowthorne][color=0054a6]Back when I first met him, his aspiration was to be a true white knight, where he fought so that evil would no longer overcome good. He wanted to become force of good and right. A nice dream, but an impossible one. I wonder where he is now? How does he feel now that our victory has shown its darker side. Probably just as adamant in fighting for his cause...Hm. I seem to remember accepting a challenge from him some time ago. I never did ask which of us won.[/color][/hider]

[hider=Argus Starcrusher][color=0054a6]One of two annoying dwarves that I happened to have fought alongside. I sometimes forget which one one was an actual blacksmith. It was either he or Glodin...maybe both. Either way, he had a tendency to raise the spirits of our other allies. I just thought he was trying to yell some nonsense while drunk. I heard he went back to his homeland after the war. I haven't heard much of him since.[/color][/hider]

[hider=Marcus Kiln][color=0054a6]He will always be known to me as the man with strange weapons. I will admit that his aim is true, but hunting skills could use some work....Hm. I wonder if he got better since last I saw him. Maybe. He and I never talked much. He was usually around the dwarves whenever I saw him. Probably because they made and improved his weapons. I don't know where he went since the war. Perhaps he had gotten himself lost since then.[/color][/hider]

[hider=Cythlla Lorry][color=0054a6]...I guess there's no hiding this, is there? Yes, I had fallen in love with her. There are times where I wonder if I left the Dawn Covenant to wander the world, or to search for her. Her magic was unlike any I have ever seen, and her personality was as beautiful as her...Heheh. I apologize. I got lost in old thoughts. Fate has a way of hurting people, and Cythlla became my second scar. I have three now, and I suspect Fate to strike me again soon.[/color][/hider]
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[b]Post Example[/b]:

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The squires, the pages, the initiates...they walked onward in the light of day, going about their training and duties. As one would expect, a majority of these youths were excitable, and fantasized about slaying beasts and monsters becoming heroes and legends. How innocent of them. Even when enduring their training and lessons, they dream of how they would earn such titles.

One of these youths was simply making her way, when she had noticed a Dark Elven knight, sitting alone. Curious, she approached him. Her curiosity only grew when she noticed that the knight had a conflicting look on his face. His eyes were half-closed, with a look of melancholy shadowing over them. However, his mouth was slightly curved into a small grin. The girl was confused, as the two expressive looks seemed too incompatible to simultaneously exist on the same face.

Intending to satisfy her curiosity, she looked at him and asked,

"Excuse me, milord. But may I ask you something?"

"[color=0054a6]What is it?[/color]" replied the knight.

"It's just that, you seem to be hiding your sorrow. Why is that? What happened?"

The knight looked at the girl for a moment, and then chuckled quietly.

"[color=0054a6]You think yourself a good judge of character, child? You seem to have missed your mark this time.[/color]"

The girl was even more confused.

"[color=0054a6]It's just these new knights I had passed earlier. They were talking to each other about how they were looking forward to combating strong monsters...How inexperienced. They'll likely meet their deaths once they find how powerful beasts can be. It's a shame really. They might have been dreaming about a chance like this all their lives. Oh well. Whatever happens to them happens, and they will return different than when they leave.[/color]"

"Sir, why would you say such things?" said the girl, astonished.

"[color=0054a6]Because it is the truth. There is no guarantee of safe return, and dreams of glory will only hinder them in their little battle. Dreams have no place where they will go. Still, the inexperienced and the foolish will go. Some will die, and others will be broken, but they will move ever onward, I suppose.[/color]"

The girl looked down. She was regretting ever coming into contact with this knight. The dark elf saw this, and spoke again.

"[color=0054a6]If you wish to be a knight that survives battles, you must accept the fact that you may die. You must take on the gravity of every battle you have fought, are fighting, and will fight. You will be hurt, placed in bleak situations, and even face your death, but this is a given. Accept them, and you may live through your battles. Cast a blind eye, and you will certainly meet some sort of end. Whatever the case, it matters not to me. Do what you will. Whatever happens will happen. It's no concern of mine.[/color]"

The girl, now with something to think on, thanked the knight for his time. As she began to leave, she had found that she had not asked his name. So she returned to him and did just that.

"[color=0054a6]Does it really matter? I'm one of the less memorable knights...fine. My name is Kaathe.[/color]"

The girl tilted her head at the strangeness of his name.

"[color=0054a6]Now go. I've a headache from this one-sided conversation.[/color]"

The girl nodded, and walked off, back to her duties. Kaathe simply continued to look down, and think to himself once more.
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[b]Theme Song[/b]: 
[hider=Majula][youtube]v=D8ShsHeYkeI[/youtube][/hider]
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