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[COLOR=69D7CC][b]Full Name[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Lord Elidthianis Hawke[/COLOR]
[b]Age[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - 15[/COLOR]
[b]Gender[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Male[/COLOR]
[b]Heritage[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Grayle, The River Kingdom[/COLOR]
[b]Magical Affinity[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Absolute (Fire, Wind, Water, Earth)[/COLOR][/color][/SUP][/indent][/hider]
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[indent][sup][COLOR=69D7CC][b]Karmic Abstinence[/b]
[COLOR=807B84]The second son of the Northern Marquess.

Slated to become an aura user by fate itself.

Revealed to be the Absolute–the heir of Alexander.

Some could say Elidthianis Hawke has struggled with the idea of independence for his whole life. Outwardly, the snow-haired noble has never suggested he lacked confidence in himself or his family. Though at the root of it all, he has perceived himself to be at the whims of the cosmos and whatever gods existed beyond the mortal plains. Truth be told, he’s resented it all and the ramifications it has had upon his lived experiences. He doesn’t respect it, not in the slightest.

After all, why should he? Because of a prophecy? Of legend? Was it worth all of the lies, misfortunes, and deaths that he had attracted to his doorstep? This line of thinking continues to be internalized even today as Eli wonders what it means to be The Absolute. He desires freedom; trying to find his self-worth through his own actions despite the constant rattling he’s going about his life all wrong. In part, it is through the whispers he hears that he feels more conviction in his actions going forward even if they can become self-destructive in itself. Damn the gods. Damn the elders. Damn this world. He rejects what they decided for him. The only goal going forward is to find his own way and only listen to himself when it comes to matters of responsibility and purpose.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=69D7CC][b]Absolute Honesty[/b]
[COLOR=807B84]The values of nobility have been drilled into Eli’s head since he could understand words.

Ironically, through his life Eli has seen that virtues of nobility are a sham, nothing more than a way to excuse how the nobility treats others. The double standards, the useless gestures, the illusion of honor–it all showed him the reality of things. This is not to say there are no virtues the nobility claim to follow that Eli appreciates but more that he’s very selective in his adoption of said virtues.

[color=69D7CC]“Only follow what is true in your heart. Trust your instincts and be true.”[/color]

The young lord doesn’t play games. He acts how he feels and feels how he acts. There’s no deception in his intentions. It can be said he’s something of a “truthteller” no matter how harsh or strange it may be. With various experiences of being the victim of duplicitous intentions he has made sure that he would be an open book to all those who would meet him going forward. The game of words is not one he plays, though how people interpret what he says is not something he’s particularly concerned with. He will laugh at a bad joke even if it's uncouth, he will taunt someone if he’s feeling confident, he will be the bearer of harsh truth rather than a gentle lie. This obsession with honesty has bled into how he sees others. If someone lies to his face he will remember it. And if they do not trust him with the truth it will be seen as a slight, not upon his honor, but upon his soul.

It is something he will have to work on in the future since there are many reasons someone would not be forthright with him. At the end of the day, Eli can still be a very unreasonable teenager.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=69D7CC][b]The Duelmaster[/b]
[COLOR=807B84]Ever since Eli has held a sword in his hands he has craved more. As his abilities as an aura user and as the Absolute have come to be known it has made him even more steadfast in his dedication to the art of the blade. Truly, the only place Eli has ever felt like himself has been in the dueling circle. But this has compounded into an issue. 

Not only has Eli’s skills been sharpened by his latent aura affinities, but so too has his confidence and playfulness. Not only has the young lord been obsessed with learning multiple arts of swordplay, he has also found irritating his fellow nobles a particularly fun game. Irritation often can lead to impulsive challenges and Eli is very quick to ask them to fight him in a duel if they so choose. Why does he do such things? Well, arguably he does it because he wants to fight. [i]Needs[/i] to fight. It is a passion that has filled his bones and blood since long before the assassination attempt he survived some years ago. Perhaps it made his impulses and instincts worse. His father seems to think so.

All he knows is he wants to fight. All the time. Anywhere and always.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=69D7CC][b]Ignoble Casanova[/b]
[COLOR=807B84]Eli’s reputation in the northern houses is… well, some could say he’s a bit too passionate and curious for his own good.

Even before he was declared an Absolute, Eli has more-or-less tainted the perception of who he is. People have always treated him well and he’s always had a knack for getting people to like him. He likes engaging with people, having interesting conversations, and knowing what makes them who they are. It didn’t help that he hit puberty a few years before boys of the same age. 

By the time he left the north to become a knight, he had an assortment of girlfriends. It became a sort of embarrassment upon his house in that he would bounce around, chasing girls his own age or sometimes slightly older to the chagrin of their families. His playful, irreverent, and oftentimes ignoble antics often made Eli seem undesirable despite the fact he is an aura user and an absolute. There’s more to the story behind his trail of broken hearts, though Eli seems content to move on with his life and not think about it too much. [/COLOR][/COLOR]
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[indent][sup][COLOR=69D7CC][b]Academically Apathetic[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]In spite of Elidthianis’ reputation and remarkable skills for a fifteen-year-old, he is lacking in many areas. In terms of the skills fit of a noble and a knight, one could say he’s an idiot. Eli’s lack of interest in the academic arts (as opposed to the martial arts) has led to him barely finding the energy to think on anything that was written because things that are written are frankly boring to him. Logistics? Economics? Theology? Medicine? Mathematics? It’s all entirely outside of his depth.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=69D7CC][b]Once in a Generation[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Once in a generation the stars sing their song and a human is born with the ability of the gods at his fingertips and that person is destined to be a great sage of the world. Elidthianis was born in such a way, though he cares little for it, he holds the abilities of an [b]absolute[/b], allowing all forms of magic to be at his disposal. 

However, due to his lack of real interest in becoming a sage and rather a knight, it has complicated such things. Eli may have the powers of fire, wind, earth, and water at his disposal but you will never hear an incantation or hand sign. Those aware of his abilities may find it a waste, but Eli personally feels strongly that he is who he is and not what others or even the cosmos have designed. He has one goal and that is to be a great knight who is capable of fighting great battles. Perhaps one day they will see him how he sees himself.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=69D7CC][b]Skilled Duelist[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Ever since he was a child, Elidthianis has desired the sword. 

From the stories of the legends in the past to the displays of knights in the modern day, Eli has craved it. The raw competition, the echoes of steel meeting steel, the meeting of brain and brawn–there’s nothing quite like being a knight in a dueling circle. Foregoing a proper magical education for the sword was an uphill battle, but every chance Eli got his hands were reaching for a blade. When his father relented when his magical studies seemed to plateau, it was then that Eli could finally be left alone to do what he wanted to do.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

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[/cell][cell][b]Physical Description[/b]
[color=#807B84][indent]Lord Elidthianis Hawke bears the appearance of a high noble of Grayle… for the most part.

Standing at average height of a male of eastern Grayle for his age, Eli appears to look like a young man who represents his house and country to the best of his abilities. Notably, his once raven-black hair has faded into the color of snow. Those who knew him before the incident might not immediately recognize him due to this, but the same kind smile and determined blue eyes carry in his appearance. 
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[b]Character Conceptualization[/b]
[color=#807B84][indent]Elidthianis Hawke never asked for his lot in life.

But the cosmos had other plans from the very beginning. Born underneath a shooting star on one of the coldest nights in a unforgiving, harsh winter, the gods almost had announced themselves from the beginning what Eli’s life would entail.

His father, Gandimere Hawke, is the Marquess tasked with protecting the northernmost lands from threats of all kinds to the Kingdom of Grayle, no matter who they should be. They are the least powerful of the four Marquesses who run the Council of Lords underneath the Grand Duke. As the second son born through Gandimere’s marriage to Rimillie Edenbridge, Eli may not have been the heir to all things underneath the northern mountains of Grayle, but it would not take long for the fates to announce themselves to the realm on who he was supposed to be.

But before such an announcement came Eli’s youngest days were in the court of his family’s estate, a castle etched into the mountains known as The Aerie. It would be here that he witnessed his first duel between two knights over the hand of a beautiful young noblewoman. Perhaps it was the fantasy crafted through his young eyes, of seeing the spectacle of steel meeting steel, that drew him to the art of the sword. Perhaps it was his abject loneliness and the lack of his father's presence at home. Whichever the case, it began his earliest interest in the art of swordsmanship. His mother elected a tutor to mentor him in this art and eventually it came to be his passion.

That is, until the incident happened.

At nine-years-old, Eli had become competent enough with swordplay and his escapades of chasing girls his own age (and older) had come to be known. His family fatigued by his antics hoped that something could set him back on the path. However, during an assassination attempt on his family’s life in the summer of that year, something miraculous came to be and changed the entire perception of Eli as not only a Hawke but as a person in general. In the face of awful circumstances, Eli attempted to fight the assassins sent to take his and his family’s lives with not the skill or strength to do so. Realistically, the majority of the Hawke family should have died on that day. Instead, Eli wielded magic for the first time in his life and defeated the agents. Unfortunately, it did not save his mother’s life and the near death experience still rattles in his brain to this day.

When he awoke the once raven-haired noble found his hair as white as snow and his mother gone. The damage to the castle from his untrained magical abilities seemed irreparable and for the first time in some time his father came to his side. After they buried the dead it started a spiral of things for Eli, though suddenly the magnifying glass seemed to be upon him. Experts made certain he was an absolute and he maintained study in the martial arts. Friends came and went, Eli’s first real romances blossomed and wilted, and the pressure of society seemed to grow heavier by the minute. Only one thing remained as his solace: the art of the blade. 

It would be this passion that would lead him to be where he feels he belongs.

To be a knight!
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