OOC: Finally moving the CS over after making some minor edits.

[hider=Ineraz Evrenarth][center][h2]Ineraz Evrenarth[/h2][b]"The Beastmaster"[/b]
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[i]Tall and slender like his father, with the light grey skin tone of his grand-grandfather, Ineraz strikes an imposing figure, menacing despite being wiry rather than bulky.[/i]

[b]Race:[/b]
Drakkan

[b]Age:[/b]
164

[b]Elements:[/b]
Air and water

[b]Height:[/b]
7'4 (223,5 meters)


[hider=Bio]
Ineraz is one of the younger sons of an influential War lord who is still in his prime at 403 years – the head of Evrenarth family, a male by the name of Na'ir. With several siblings close his age and several much older, the rivalry in the family was harsh; nothing unusual for a Drakkan family. Na’ir however had perhaps a peculiar way of rearing his offspring; not only did he let them compete freely among themselves when it was beneficial (there were plenty of times he expressly forbad it), Na’ir culled and cultivated them through various training missions, trials and challenges. His father’s intelligence was always obvious to Ineraz, for Na’ir never kept more children than he had use of and at least some amount of control over. His sons all respect him and his leadership either genuinely or out of necessity.

And while Ineraz certainly admires his father’s abilities, if not his capricious character, his one true fond memory of Na’ir must be his storytelling. The one time that all his sons could be counted on not to start any infighting was whenever Na’ir regaled them with stories of their grandfather and grand-grandfather and their (prominent) role in the war against the Anathos and in its aftermath. Those were the stories that motivated all of the children to train with even more vigour, to learn even the lessons that they would rather skip out on and to seek ever greater challenges. Those were the stories that began Ineraz’s interest in history and might have turned him into a scholar if he had been born as part of another race. While his father encouraged anything that could one day be an advantage, he generally prevented his sons from becoming obsessed (but Na’ir had no qualms against using such desires, especially if they were for bloodlust, for his own gain). 

Na’ir brought out the potential as a warrior Ineraz showed even as a youngling, and polished his rough talent until Ineraz befit the role as one of the many heirs of Evrenarth. The question of who will eventually inherit is prominent for all the heirs, but unless they all unite against their father – a very unlikely feat and a tad more dishonourable than any of them would prefer – such a question is likely to remain irrelevant for the next century or two. Combat was not the only thing Na’ir’s sons were drilled in: they were educated in history, geography, algebra, leadership, political intrigue, the ruling family, the contemporary War lords and the like. Na’ir adhered to his belief that any skill, any information, any ability and any character could be turned into an advantage. Ineraz enjoyed combat as much as the next Drakkan, was intrigued by some of the history, hated politics, struggled with tactics and had no particular care for the rest. The practical missions of raids, battles, duels, ambushes and warfare were a definite favourite.

Ineraz loved the trials and challenges, he really did, but there was something so absolutely galling at having to do it at his father’s orders! If only Na’ir had been consisted, Ineraz might not have rebelled. But his father was so incomprehensibly whimsical, Ineraz couldn’t help getting severely frustrated and exasperated one time, and in his brashness of youth, insulted his father in a fit of temper. After whipping him harshly, Na’ir calmly told him that since Ineraz was so ungrateful even after being recognized as one of the proper Evrenarth’s heirs at his 100th birthday, he would be sent to an isolated outpost where he should stay until he proved he had learned patience and self-restraint. And so Ineraz was sent to a remote location with the scant few Drakken who either wanted to curry the favour of Na’ir or were seeking a different sort of challenge – all of whom were to be under Ineraz’s command.
 
And so Ineraz landed at a small fort – named Terva – near a forest full of vicious beasts and otherwise surrounded by rocky terrain, with a desert some ways away. Terva had been built just south of the uppermost north-western river of Drakka when there had existed an intent to populate the nearby region some more, but had since then been mostly forgotten. 
Having spent at Terva the past four decades has certainly helped Ineraz’s growth. He is still an efficient killer, only moderately cruel, a fierce fighter, prideful, with a bit of interest for history remaining. He is now also a survivalist, more pragmatic and determined. His most improved traits are patience, alertness, responsibility and a measure of self-restraint, his temper more tamed. He has greatly come to appreciate information, and he realizes he is likely quite out of touch with the recent tidings, despite the occasional visitors or a rare letter from his father. 

Even though he has been living some distance from most populous locations, Ineraz has managed to do a few remarkable things in his “exile,” one of them being using the nearby beasts to his advantage – he led a few of them to an enemy location where they wreaked havoc as they pleased. Recognizing their usefulness, Ineraz began to trade captured (some tamed, some not) beasts to any interested Drakkan. Some of the creatures, Ineraz kept for himself, also offering a few to the Drakken under his command. Eventually, Ineraz became known as “The Beastmaster” to any who bought his animals, heard about him or saw him with one of his own beastly companions. After learning of his new “title” his father met with him and recognizing Inaraz’s progress, Na’ir offered he would petition for him to get a bride in the next choosing. Ineraz knew this to be either a plot or a whim, but staying his tongue (he [i]had[/i] learned that much), he accepted with a cold smile. Although Ineraz has decided to live in Terva for a while yet, the party before the choosing will be his "official" re-entry into the world of politics...[/hider]

[b]Other:[/b]
Proficient with a sword, bow and crossbow. Besides being a warrior, he considers himself a hunter.

Adult Content Preference: PM or fade-to-black, either way’s fine.[/center][/hider]