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"The clashing of blades; a symphony. Your death; the crescendo. Battle is but a beautiful ballad in the concert that is war."

Sprite:

Name:
	Kalim Musaludin

Nicknames/Title:
	Desert Serpent

Gender:
	Male

Marital Status:
	Single

Age:
	26

Sexuality:
	Heterosexual

Family Ties:

	General Nijeer Musaludin:
Adoptive Father

		A now dishonored general, Nijeer fell out of favor shortly after the beginning of the war when his regimen was defeated soundly on the border of the two opposing nations. Despite what the governing bodies will tell you, Musaludin was set up to fail from the very start of his venture. Having gained the ire of the 'Pharaoh' Mustaf by speaking out against the war, he was stationed against an enemy with far superior weapons and numbers. In the end, he retreated, saving what lives he could at the cost of his title. Now a lowly serf, he took Kalim in with open arms and a welcoming smile, though secretly trying to retain a purpose to his life.

	Lisana Musaludin:
Adoptive Mother

		Loving wife to the former General Nijeer, Lisana has spent their many years of marriage supporting her husband and tending to the home while he served in the field. However, despite all of her overwhelming positive properties, Lisana has always been saddened by her barren nature. Unable to deliver an heir to Nijeer, Lisana secretly grew to loathe herself for this 'inadequacy'. When Nijeer stumbled upon a wayward youth and brought him into their homes, the woman held both love and disdain for the boy. On one had, they finally had a son to call their own... On the other, Kalim bore a constant stigma that she only recognized in private. He was only their son by title, not by blood.

Class:
	Myrmidon

Weapon Mastery(ies):
	Sword

Inventory:
	Steel Sword
	Vulenary x3

Personality:

	A very straight-forward individual that wastes no time with frills or common courtesies. One could say he's quite cold in his approach, always looking at the objective side of things with very few instances of him taking a personal interest. It is for this reason he excels in combat, seeing battle as the only real means of expressing himself as he truly is. Even then, he is stoic and calm; striking with surgical precision in an attempt to end lesser foes quickly. However, one can truly see him smile if they are his equal in the ways of war.

	This does not mean he is without his moments. Kalim specifically has a weakness for protecting children, specifically orphans. Alistaf was not a safe place for the impoverished, merchants and nobles able to do as they please behind closed curtains without many stepping in the way. Nijeer was one of the few exceptions, and that rubbed off on the boy from an early age. Honor and humility, as the old man taught him, were the true ways of the warrior, a lesson that Kalim took to heart. Even now, he will not fight an opponent beneath him or strike down an defenseless man or woman... However, these restraints are tested on the matter of children and those who would take advantage of others.

Biography:

	Growing up as a child orphaned by the war, Kalim grew up in the shadier streets and alleys of Alistaf. Surviving the harsh abuse by the nobles and merchants at an impressionable age was begining to leave a mark no the bow, causing him to be come desensitized and often seeming unmoved by his acts of theft and robbery. During his time in the city, a powerful noble took an interest in his actions and made it a point to captured the young man and force him into servitude. Now acting as a hired thug to a merciless master, Kalim saw multiple atrocities and committed some of his own.

	One night, Kalim was tasked to assassinate a civilian who was once a great general of the city. Having been 'trained' to not ask question, Kalim set out to complete his appointed task. Finding the man's abode while he was away, Kalim waited on the edge of the small property for some time before falling asleep due to his mounting fatigue. When he awoke, he was covered in a sheet with a plate of food sitting before him that wasn't there before. Curious, he checked the house once more; and there sat his target Nijeer. Presenting himself as a lowly traveler, Kalim inquired about his treatment; to which Nijeer claimed responsibility and concern for the boy. Days passed in Nijeer's care, and Kalim began to grow fond of the man and his rather reserved wife. However, it wasn't long before his employer grew wise and began sending other assassins and thugs to finish the original plot. Every time, Kalim stood for the older couple, prompting Nijeeer to suggest the man stay with them indefinitely and eventually offer to officially adopt him.

	As the war came to a close, so did the attacks on Nijeer and his wife Lisana. It was then revealed that the noble was acting on the part of the 'Pharaoh' to eliminate possible loose ends. Fearing for the life of his new family, Kalim suggested seeking asylum in the nation of Jotenvarr. Nijeer declined this notion, stating that his pride in his nation was not tarnished, despite the acts of a cowardly tyrant. Still, Kalim had decided to depart to find a living there and possibly establish a new home for the old man.

	And so, Kalim set out on his adventure to Jotenvarr, a wandering swordsman looking to flex his skill and establish a new home for his new-found family.

Liam&Matt

	Liam raises a brow curiously as Sam began to speak, his expression giving no indication on how these words effected him. Matt sat silently as he continued to watch the exchange, seeming to almost never blink as his mind processed everything: words, mannerism, and tone.

	As Sam's statement's drew to a close, Liam paused a moment in silence before cracking a wide grin. Now leaning back in his chair, he'd shake his head with his eyes closed, "I know people like you. I know them all to well. Considering the fact I was trying to be courteous, I held my tongue... But if you want it," His eyes now opened as he focused upon her, his grin seeming to grow into a malicious smile, "Though I'd suggest you figure out what the hell you're trying to dress up as 'princess'. Just another hopeless daddy-issue victim that wants to be a 'big girl' and do things on her own. Like drink, smoke, and screw her life into the gutter. You were just one thrust away from being a teenage mother, weren't you? Or perhaps you skipped that one party where your boyfriend od-ed on meth in the bathroom? Hard to be left alone when you dress like a neon-train-wreck, and then spur every person who attempts to give you the time of day."

	At this point, Liam stands from his chair with his stance readied and his eyes locked upon Sam. To those paying attention, a subtle breeze would circulate about the room. Matt folded his arms expectantly, his form shifting and flickering before appearing at Artemis's side. He'd say nothing, merely looking on with a mixture of expectation and expectency.

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