Post by Aekzi the Cursed on Aug 24, 2018 10:48:34 GMT
Name:
Aekzi the Cursed
Race:
Human
Age:
Unknown - possibly centuries old
Origin:
Khaldun
Profession:
Soldier and Warlock
Physical Appearance:
6ft, thin muscular body with dim glowing red eyes from his former cursed life. Short red dishevelled hair and beard. Skin permanently stained with blood from centuries of battle. Black veins showing beneath his skin which have been severely burned from powerful enslaving magic.
Backstory/History:
Aekzi the Cursed... Created in fire and darkness. Destined to mindlessly wander the depths of Khaldun for eternity, serving the evil which had enslaved him centuries ago... but... one day... he awoke! His mind finally released from its foggy grip, concessions now his master! For reasons currently unknown he was unshackled... freedom! But in the dim his ecstasy soon dissipated. Monsters and cursed men so evil, so foul, began to surround him. Unbelievable joy at his new freedom quickly became terror at his situation. He ran, fighting, desperation, confusion... How will he possibly escape this hellish dungeon he once called home which has now turned on him so violently... He ran through the dark, blood dripping, breath frantic. Light! Is that an exit he thought?!! Can this truly be his salvation.. an escape from this torture?! Into a bright lush forest he ran. He had never seen such beauty... but he was lost.. alone and confused. Who was he and what happened back in Khaldun? How did he escape his slavery to the darkness? What made him wake up. He wandered for days... trying to find answers... trying to find help. Thirsty and malnourished he finally found a city. Vesper. He slowly stumbled through its glorious gates seeking help. A man ran towards him shouting words he couldn't understand. Confusion was gripping his exhausted mind. Only one word would remain in his memory from this encounter... Escaflowne. His saviour. The people of Vesper would take this strange cursed man in as their own. They fed him, clothed him. He had never known such kindness. And in return for such humility he would devote himself to the protection and well-being of this great city. Vesper. His new home... but still remained a fire in his mind. Who was he? How did he break his mindless enslavement in Khaldun? A sinister feeling that he will never shake...
Current Rank:
Redguard Partisan
Promotional Requirements:
-2 Weeks Activity Total.
-1 report on forums preferably if able to or an in game text report in a book handed to the Lieutenant, Captain or Commander.
-Proven themselves to be able to carry out Redguard duties efficiently.
-Not had any major disciplinary actions taken against them.
-Passed a short test containing a series of questions about the Redguard and the Republic of Vesper.
Awards/Medals:
Aekzi the Cursed
Race:
Human
Age:
Unknown - possibly centuries old
Origin:
Khaldun
Profession:
Soldier and Warlock
Physical Appearance:
6ft, thin muscular body with dim glowing red eyes from his former cursed life. Short red dishevelled hair and beard. Skin permanently stained with blood from centuries of battle. Black veins showing beneath his skin which have been severely burned from powerful enslaving magic.
Backstory/History:
Aekzi the Cursed... Created in fire and darkness. Destined to mindlessly wander the depths of Khaldun for eternity, serving the evil which had enslaved him centuries ago... but... one day... he awoke! His mind finally released from its foggy grip, concessions now his master! For reasons currently unknown he was unshackled... freedom! But in the dim his ecstasy soon dissipated. Monsters and cursed men so evil, so foul, began to surround him. Unbelievable joy at his new freedom quickly became terror at his situation. He ran, fighting, desperation, confusion... How will he possibly escape this hellish dungeon he once called home which has now turned on him so violently... He ran through the dark, blood dripping, breath frantic. Light! Is that an exit he thought?!! Can this truly be his salvation.. an escape from this torture?! Into a bright lush forest he ran. He had never seen such beauty... but he was lost.. alone and confused. Who was he and what happened back in Khaldun? How did he escape his slavery to the darkness? What made him wake up. He wandered for days... trying to find answers... trying to find help. Thirsty and malnourished he finally found a city. Vesper. He slowly stumbled through its glorious gates seeking help. A man ran towards him shouting words he couldn't understand. Confusion was gripping his exhausted mind. Only one word would remain in his memory from this encounter... Escaflowne. His saviour. The people of Vesper would take this strange cursed man in as their own. They fed him, clothed him. He had never known such kindness. And in return for such humility he would devote himself to the protection and well-being of this great city. Vesper. His new home... but still remained a fire in his mind. Who was he? How did he break his mindless enslavement in Khaldun? A sinister feeling that he will never shake...
Current Rank:
Redguard Partisan
Promotional Requirements:
-1 report on forums preferably if able to or an in game text report in a book handed to the Lieutenant, Captain or Commander.
-Proven themselves to be able to carry out Redguard duties efficiently.
-Passed a short test containing a series of questions about the Redguard and the Republic of Vesper.
Awards/Medals: