[hider=Rathe Grey] [center] [h2][b][color=silver]Rathe Grey[/color][/b][/h2] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/77/f0/50/77f0501ef9932ce04aacdb9343d393d3.jpg[/img] [b][color=silver]You shouldn't get too close. I'll get upset and that means you'll be dead.[/color][/b] [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character Summary[/b][/h2] [b][color=silver]Name:[/color][/b] Rathe Grey [b][color=silver]Aliases:[/color][/b] The Dragon's Blade, Lone Spearman, Eternal Warden, Warden Commander of Fort Helios [b][color=silver]Age:[/color][/b] 243 [b][color=silver]Birthday:[/color][/b] Doesn't say and doesn't celebrate it. All those who did know it are similarly silent with the true date. [b][color=silver]Race/Species[/color][/b] Eyrien [b][color=silver]Gender[/color][/b] Male [b][color=silver]Birthplace[/color][/b] Askavi [b][color=silver]Jewel color (Birthright and Offering)[/color][/b] Sapphire from Birthright and Deep-Grey from Offering [b][color=silver]Class/Caste[/color][/b] Warlord Prince [b][color=silver]Languages (Eryian, Glacian, common etc)[/color][/b] Common, Eryian, and Kindred [b][color=silver]Occupation (Merchant, guard, etc)[/color][/b] Warden Commander of Fort Helios [hr][hr] [h2][b]Appearance[/b][/h2] [b][color=silver]Height:[/color][/b] 8' 2'' [b][color=silver]Weight:[/color][/b] 428 LBS [b][color=silver]Body Type:[/color][/b] Well muscled and built [b][color=silver]Eye Color:[/color][/b] Deep/Dark Blue [b][color=silver]Hair Color:[/color][/b] Black [b][color=silver]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Tan/Fair [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character psychology[/b][/h2] [b][color=silver]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Straight [b][color=silver]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Single [b][color=silver]Personality:[/color][/b] Rathe is a cold man; quickest and easiest way to define him. A few centuries on the walls of Fort Helios dealing with the worst the world has to offer has honed him into an efficient warrior and powerful defender. Yet on the opposite side of the coin this has left him cold to most of the rigmarole that people seem to always cook up. Political schemes, social gatherings, and coy actions are lost on him as when he does talk and socialize he's incredibly direct and quiet blunt. Not wanting to deal with false truths, backhanded compliments, and bold faced lies. The one exception to this rule is when he's dealing with Chiya. He's still cold, but unlike with everybody else all of Chiya's antics don't seem to phase him and even sometimes he humors the young Kindred's offers, demands, and requests. [b][color=silver]Habits:[/color][/b] Eternal Vigilance - Having been the Warden Commander of Fort Helios for several hundred years he's learned that one must always be ready. Despite the fact that he has a clasp on his back for Harbinger he often holds in in his hand using it as a walking staff. Arms Length - Rathe is a calm and convicted man, but that comes from keeping everybody at arms length. Those around him usually give him a few feet of distance given his reputation and sheer size, but those who don't are quickly reminded to stay away when he gives them his trademarked icy glare. [b][color=silver]Hobbies:[/color][/b] Rathe lives by his blade and takes care of it in kind. Often making a hobby of sharpening and training with Harbinger when he has his free time. On a completely different side of the field he is quiet the scholarly man, taking to reading novels and stories when things are calm. His particular favorite is romance novels. [b][color=silver]Fears:[/color][/b] A man who defends the world from all manner of evil has no fear, yet still despite shying away from no battle he does have a deep fear. The thought of losing his companion, and adopted little brother, Chiya. [b][color=silver]Likes:[/color][/b] - Reading - Swordplay - Chiya [b][color=silver]Dislikes:[/color][/b] - Crowds - Nobles - Invasion of his personal space - Rihlanders [h2][b]Skills[/b][/h2] [b][color=silver]General Skills[/color][/b] - Survivalist Training - Riding Training - Woodworking [b][color=silver]Combat skills[/color][/b] - Blade-Spear Training - Aerial Combat Training - Mass-Combat Training - Dueling Training - Tactical Fielding Expertise [b][color=silver]Magic skills[/color][/b] - Blade Augmentation Magic - Energy Expulsion Magic - Armor and Shielding Magic [hr][hr] [h2][b]History[/b][/h2] [b][color=silver]Background:[/color][/b] Rathe was born in Askavi to a set of polar opposite parents. His father was a warrior dedicated to the Askavian hierarchy and faithful to his craft. One may even say that he was a legacy given his father's decorated reputation. For his mother, she dedicated her life to healing, making use of her skill with powerful magics to mend the wounds and ailments of those who came to her. His father was one such man and upon being mended back from the brink of death the two fell deeply in love. In fact that was the first event that led to her Virgin Night. As the years progressed and during one particularly fateful Moon's Blood he was conceived and following that joining Rathe was born. Raised by his mother as his father was sent away to fight a nation's wars. His magic given to him by his Birthright proved to be as powerful as his mother's and even surpassing her. Learning the ways of healing and culture as his family was in a place of minor power due to his father's deeds and his mother's heart. Although he was not a quick study. Despite his great magical potential he had problems with maintaining control over higher leveled abilities for prolonged periods of time making him unable to preform powerful healing magics like his mother. Instead he was only able to commit to smaller healing procedures and actions. Although the crowd he was around was quiet the oddity. The nobles and highborns that he spent most of his days around taught him many things, though many would not be considered pleasant. The wicked webs, stretching lies, and coy patterns that they made around themselves were elegantly weaved and Rathe was leaving quickly and learning to hate it. He never knew who was his friend and who was just using him. It left him feeling alone. For Rathe the next stage of his life came when the invaders did. Bandits from the West broke through patrols that wandered around the Sky Mountain Pass, just where his father was patrolling. His home was near the pass and was the first place of civilization that held a large settlement and that meant a large amount of loot to ransack. Still yet as Rathe was barely 14 he watched as the bandit horde set upon his town killing, looting and raping without a second thought. The town's garrison had commit to a defense, but it was too late to save the outer fields. His family home was not within the defensive perimeter that the castle's guard had established and that in turn meant that he and his mother had to make a mad dash to the castle. As he passed through the gates he realized that he was alone. His mother had stayed behind to help, commanding him to run ahead and get to safety. He attended her funeral just under a week later, putting her to eternal rest. His father was never seen again. That was the day Rathe became convicted to the path of war, joining the Askavian Military and learning the fine arts of war. But despite his formal training he still rejected it as he took to another weapon, the one his father taught him to use when he was but a child, the blade-spear. Using his special weapon finesse he excelled and calling him a savant would have been an understatement. Becoming a full warrior he learned of a new fort being constructed in the very pass that the bandits from his earlier life came through. Immediately he volunteered to man the defense beyond as the keep was being constructed and was granted the assignment. For a few years he watched and fought bandits, brigands, and raiders off as the sturdy walls of the fort her walls were raised high in the pass. Yet just before it's completion the first Seige of Fort Helios came to her gates. An army of wild raiders came to break through the unfinished pass and raid Ashkari, but this time the pass had defenders and one of which was a very convicted Rathe. For eleven days the battles continued at the cusp of Fort Helios, even inside the building fort as on the 8th day they broke the initial lines. Fighting through the hall Rathe demonstrated for all present his prowess with his blade-spear and his powerful magic, cleaving, cutting, and carving his way through the horde as it set upon the walls. Then three days later it was over. Askari stood proud and strong on a mountain of raider bodies and at the peak was Rathe, still watching in his defense of the fort. Upon completion of Fort Helios and after several reports were made of Rathe's deeds he petitioned to be named Warden Commander and it was made so. Several hundred years have come and gone and as the brave men of Helios come and go the Eternal Warden remains ever vigilant. Fighting back all who would see harm done to Ashkari. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Additional Information[/b][/h2] [b][color=silver]Equipment[/color][/b] - [hider=Harbinger][img]https://img1.cgtrader.com/items/729460/0bada593d0/large/dragon-spear-lowpoly-highpoly-3d-model-low-poly-obj-ma-mb-ztl.jpg[/img] Harbinger is a specially crafted and masterworked weapon forged in the blast kilns of Askavi by the greatest smiths and from the strongest metals the world could provide. It was a gift made to Rathe when he was pronounced Warden Commander by the hierarchy of the Askavian Military Command. Durable, light and beautiful, this weapon is the personal blade of choice for Rathe as well as the focus for his special breed of combative magic.[/hider] - Rathe's armor is made of bonded leather, mixed with a metal breastplate, bracers, shin guards, and boots. Designed for maximum mobility without sacrificing durability and defense. His particular armor has a specially designed set of holes in the back to let his wings unfurl to their full splendor as well as the colors and bardings of Fort Helios. His place of command and the infamous gate against evil. [b][color=silver]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7OdI-b61qg[/youtube] [hider=Chiya][b][h2][color=blue]Chiya![/color][/h2][/b] [img]https://howlingforjustice.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/wolf-puppy.jpg?w=475[/img] [h2][b]Character Summary[/b][/h2] [b][color=blue]Name:[/color][/b] Chiya [b][color=blue]Age:[/color][/b] 7 [b][color=blue]Race/Species[/color][/b] Kindred, Wolves [b][color=blue]Gender[/color][/b] Male [b][color=blue]Jewel color (Birthright and Offering)[/color][/b] Tiger Eye from Birthright. Hasn't made his Offering yet. [b][color=blue]Personality:[/color][/b] Chiya could not physically be more of an opposite to Rathe. His energy and joy being to virulent that it seemingly can't be contained in his tiny frame. The hyper and happy wolf pup is always seen running and galloping around to find more interesting things and for him it doesn't take much. From butterflies to falling leaves, everything seems to amaze and entertain the little pup. Through when not running around like a mad pup he's always close by to Rathe, his older brother. Always trying to cheer up the big kill joy with his antics and energy. Yet beyond that he knows that on Helios battle is a constant event. It's through this that he has actually learned to fight and use his magic in support of his big brother, always wanting to be at his side to, 'keep him safe.' [b][color=blue]Background:[/color][/b] Chiya didn't know much about his life, but what little he remembers if with Rathe and how the two met. As a pup he was taken as a pet by brigands, held in a small and confined cage that kept him scared and in pain. His whole life was nothing but constant fear, but that all changed when a small team of warriors attacked the brigand's camp when they had set down for the night. At the front was a man clad in blue and wielding a long spear with a dragon on the cross guard. As he cleaved through his captors he watched in wonder and when there were no more bandits left standing the warriors began to shift through the bandit's things. The big, winged man approached his cage and Chiya could only cower thinking the worst. Yet when the man grasped the cage he broke it's lock and opened the door for the little pup to escape through, saying "You're free now, begone." In a stern and cold voice. However, deep down in that voice was something that Chiya found comforting. The warriors left, heading away through the forests that surrounded the brigand's camp and vanishing from sight, but only for a moment's notice. Chiya gave chase and while trying to be quiet he caught the attention of the big, winged man again. He turned around and with his stern and cold face he again said, "No! Go! You're free, begone!" Turning around and walking away once again. Though Chiya was not to be deterred and after a few more moments he was back at the big, winged man's heels. Letting out a happy yip to let him know that he was back. The big, winged man stopped and Chiya was actually following so close that he bumped into his heels, falling back onto his rump and shaking his head as it hurt a little after it rang against his metal boot. Looking up and him and wagging his tail frantically. The big, winged man reached down and picked up the pup, looking him in his eyes and that was when Chiya chimed up to say, "I'm Chiya! I like you!" The big, winged man staring blankly at the pup for a few moments before responding, "Rathe. Rathe Grey." Giving his own name in Kindred of all things! Following that he set the pup on his shoulder where he sat as Rathe walked back to Helios with his new... and only friend. [b][color=blue]Magic:[/color][/b] Chiya is young and with his young age comes a high control over his magic. However, his magic is not anything to boast about, despite the fact that he constantly does boast about it. He often takes to shooting energy blasts from his mouth at foes and in his own mind it is a powerful and vicious surge of energy, however in actuality it's more of less obnoxious. Worthy of minor distractions, temporarily blinding, and minorly hurting foes. [/hider] [/center] [/hider]