Name:Kailen Horlouge (Kay-lehn Ohr-looj)
Rank/Affiliation: Infernal of the Order of Fire
Weight: 164 lbs
Player: T.G. Nevareh
Weapons: Hands and feet. His concession to the fact that his skin tends not to be as hard as the vast majority of other things are some steel-plated deep red laquered armguards and shinguards as well as a couple of non-laquered blades he can attatch to them. These are more along the lines of Katars than knives. When necessary, he's not too bad at throwing things, either.
Armor: "I'm slow enough as it is. Why wear anything to make it worse?" Though he DOES wear fireproof clothes and his steel bracers and shin-guards have higher than average melting points.
Description: Kailen looks... well, he looks extremely ordinary. His muscles are toned but not highly developed, he isn't tall, hardy, or tough-looking. His face is surprisingly smooth when not marred by a scab from a shaving cut, and he looks a lot younger than he IS. He has dark, dark, DARK red hair which looks closer to brown or black, and dark, dark, DARK green eyes that also look closer to brown or black.
In his leisure time he wears generally dark clothes, always in more layers than should be comfortable in the weather. He doesn't seem to sweat, even in the most humid weather and under the most terrible exertion. He also has a remarkably flowing sleeveless coat/robe that he wears on official business, along with a pair of extremely sensible, no-nonsense boots. He also has a crested diadem ribbon that he wears like a scarf.
Neato Keen: Kailen has a thin, sturdy board with a sandpapery mount on the side where you stand and four small, well-oiled wheels mounted on metal axes. He uses this to get around the city. Apparently a friend of his in one of the crafts guilds made it for him.
Style: Kailen is a student of precision over power since he doesn't have the level of physical prowess that most his contemporaries do. Rather than hit really hard, he focuses on hitting really well and with enough speed to keep an opponent off-balance. Not being a Laethan, however, he isn't exemplarily fast, though he is fast for a Kradite. His moves tend to be slightly on the acrobatic side, weaving and moving to avoid being hit rather than absorbing the damage.
Philosophy: Kailen follows a less-than-common highly monastic lifestyle where he endeavors to grow closer to his element and thus, in the end, to his deity. He spends a lot of his off-time doing things other than resting or having fun, his idea of a good time being a nice walk in the park or perhaps studying a good piece of artwork. He doesnâ€™t drink or use any kind of recreational substance and he prefers natural or herbal medicines to the restoratives offered by the Order of Light. He values cleanliness and appearance to a high enough degree that he bathes twice a day and is perpetually washing and mending his clothes. He digs within himself for answers and only relies on holy texts when something is truly beyond him. Thus, he meditates a lot. To him, fire is not a destructive force at all, but a force through which perfection is attained. Metals use fire to be refined, after all.
Skills: Kailen is not a big damager with his physical attacks and movements- a sword works much better than his katars when push comes to shove, since the sword weighs more, you can get more force behind it, and it has a longer range. Instead, he relies on sorcery to accomplish his damage goals, being naturally more inclined towards more precise magicks of less payload but equal efficacy, all in the name of speed. Being a bit of a researcher in his (sizeable) offtime, he developed a magic that taps into his internal potential of fire in a more direct manner than through spells or bodily development, instead allowing direct manifestation of the fire in his aura. He's also very athletic, making him a very able mover- he runs quickly, he can jump a reasonable distance, and he can run a few steps up a 90-degree incline. He can also wall-jump, making him an excellent fighter in enclosed areas.
Kailen is pretty self-sufficient in that he mixes his own medicines and he can make his own clothes. He knows how to treat wounds, heâ€™s not that bad of a teacher, and heâ€™s a demon with a paintbrush. However, he has never gotten the hang of shaving.
Most people, upon first seeing Kailen, consider him to be grim and Spartan. Thatâ€™s because they havenâ€™t talked to him. Kailen has a very strong sense of humor and irony, heâ€™s witty, and heâ€™s considerably more patient than the stereotypical Kradite, and heâ€™s a reasonably skilled philosopher given that heâ€™s a warrior-monk and not a general-purpose priest. Kailen, despite his monastic attitude, doesnâ€™t force his beliefs on others and prefers to talk to people who are genuinely interested in what he has to say. The fact that heâ€™s stone-faced most of the time adds onto his humor and sarcasm. He is also extremely tolerant of the other Orders(even the ones that the Order of Fire is officially opposed to) to the point of being actively interested in the theological and philosophical views of individual members of other Orders.
Experimental Magical Style: Manifestation
A magical system that acts as a direct vent of the aura into reality without the mediation of casting, spells, or rituals. Still in the mostly-experimental phases of development, Manifestation is something Kailen is willing to try if someone nearby has an analgesic cream that he can proceed to rub on his burns. The problem isn't really establishing the vent for the aura, the problem is that there thus far is no control scheme whatsoever aside from "open" and "shut." Research into the realm of how this can be corrected has thus far proved fruitless and so all Kailen can rely on is experimentation (which tends to result in some kind of disaster). Were he to perfect the technique of manifestation, it would prove to be an incredibly powerful asset to (as well as a closely guarded secret of) the Order of Fire, which is one of his many incentives for continuing to blow himself up on a biweekly basis. The fact that this knowledge might eventually become highly valued doesn't seem to matter to him as he'll go on about the theory to anyone who asks more than once in a non-cursory manner.
Paw of Xafer: Less of a spell and more of a martial technique, the Paw of Xafer is an attack with the hand that delivers a shaped-explosive spell outward from the hand and away from the user. The spell must be cast beforehand and can be stored for at most a minute before fizzling. The Paw of Xafer is ridiculously difficult for Kailen to execute while wearing his katars, thus he only uses the Strike of Xafer while (relatively) unarmed. With some steady co-ordination, he can try to pull off the Paw of Xafer with a kick, as well, though previous attempts have had only a modicum of success (which is still a lot more success than his attempts at Manifestation have had).
Kailen is both something of a wunderkind and a bit of a pariah of the Asâ€™nar Order of Fire. Heâ€™s definitely an able agent of Krad and he is very easy to like, but he also follows a strict monastic lifestyle that seems a little harsh to most people and deprives himself of a variety of pleasures of the flesh for spiritual reasons few people grasp. His lifestyle is all the more odd to other people because he makes absolutely no effort at all to tell other people about why he does what he does unless they bug him about it often enough. This strange lifestyle is in addition to the fact that he is strangely tolerant of and good humored towards members of the other Orders. Thus, he has a modicum of fame as â€œThe Stoic Lionâ€ amongst all the Orders and among the people of Asâ€™nar, as well. His charisma is seen as threatening by higher members of the Order of Fire, and thus he naturally expects that no matter what he does, he will never rise above the rank of Infernal despite being of incredible service to the Order. However, this doesnâ€™t bother him in the least since he doesnâ€™t care about much along the lines of his rank. It has been awhile since he last was sent out to do anything, thus he has become a familiar sight in the parks and gardens of Asâ€™nar.
Name: Ashe Drauxailles-Arcachon (Ash Droh-Zhay Ar-ka-shon)
Rank/Affiliation: Hydiran of the Order of Water
Weight: 121 lbs
Weapons: Staves/Polearms. Owns a particularly nice wide-bladed glaive. Also mildly able in unarmed combat, but not really an able monster-fighter without his weapons. He uses a fighting style that involves him being constantly in motion for both offensive and defensive purposes.
Armor: Black-dyed cuir-bouilli cuirass over a sleeveless longcoat with a hood. Also wears arm and wristguards. Relies more on constant motion and magickal protections than hard armoring to keep from harm.
Description: Ashe is very, very pretty. Not handsome, pretty.
He has porcelain skin, slim, seductive eyes, and a generally wispy build that makes him as or more attractive than most women he knows. His hair is silky and smooth, bleached white and then dyed a pale blue, his eyes are another shade of pale blue, and his eyebrows are absolutely perfect
. He'd be remarkable in drag.
Ashe tends towards clothes that show off as little of his body as possible- usually the only things visible are his fingers, his neck, and his head.
Style: Watching Ashe fight is like watching someone dance. Ashe whirls around and around, periodically stopping to change direction. Rather than hurt his opponents he lets his opponents hurt themselves against a variety of traps he sets up in his movements. He has developed some of his own spells that are useful specifically against aggressors. His weapons can be used both defensively and offensively, they give him surprisingly long reach, and they have their own strong leverage that he can work into his own whirling routine.
Philosophy: Ashe believes very strongly in perfection. The closer he can get to perfection, the better. He's in the game of life to win, and it doesn't really matter what methods he uses so long as he does it as perfectly as possible. He prefers to avoid scars when possible and finds other Orders to be a bit misguided... imperfect, perhaps? He avoids doing anything in front of other people that he can't do perfectly. However, Ashe NEVER says anything along the lines of "I'm perfect! Nyahh!" or "You're so inept."
Skills: Ashe does not do anything that he can't do better than other people. He designs his own clothes, he cooks, he cleans, and he is VERY good at improving his own appearance. He's also a gymnast in the performative sense: he can do cartwheels and contort himself, but he can't use any of these skills in a quick practical application. He's unusually intelligent, as well. He's a research magician for the most part, and he delights in using spells he developed to show other people how perfect he is. One of his best skills, however, is emotive. He can manipulate people reasonably well without them even knowing it. People feel what he wants them to feel. Most people who spend a lot of time around him think he's supremely talented and are terribly impressed with his competence (whether or not said competence actually exists).
Persona: Ashe is cold. Very, very cold. Cold and distant, all of the time, even to his lovers. He unnerves people with his strange beauty and his strong presence. The longer someone spends around him the more and more they decide that he's really not that bad of a person because of said talent for manipulating people. However, some people like his coldness because it's a coldness that doesn't ask for anything of anyone. He's terribly self-contained and some people like that he doesn't demand or need anything from them. He's... an acquired taste. Ashe always seems to know just a little bit more than you do, is just a little bit abler than you are, is just a little bit better-looking or more attractive, but that's okay since he doesn't hold it over your head... at least, not openly.
Completed Experimental Magical Style: Glass
Glass is the creation and manipulation of extremely thin, hard ice sheets for the sole purpose of breaking them. These broken sheets become a swarm of extremely sharp blades that rip into foes relentlessly. The Glass-ice can be made thick or thin, but it takes a reasonably long time to make terribly thick Glass-ice; the stuff exists to be broken and used as a hail of knives. Ashe's most common use of Glass is to fashion a highly breakable shield, mentally-controlled that orbits around his body. It takes absorbs one impact, breaks, and becomes a hail of extremely sharp fragments that his foe has just thrown themselves into. Right now, Ashe is experimenting with directing this flow of perfectly sharp knives to fight opponents that are further away.
Resulting Spell: Glass Shield
The Glass Shield spell crystallizes a thin glass-ice screen that shatters upon a single forceful impact, not only blocking the blow but also creating a swarm of small blades that the striker suddenly finds themselves the target of. Few things fall for this twice, but then again, most things stop attacking him (or stop, period) once engulfed in a swarm of icy knives. The Glass Shield lasts more or less a minute, more if it's cold and less if it's very hot. Ashe can maintain a single Glass Shield or set of Broken Glass at once- after hurling the Glass-ice at a target, he's free to fashion another one. Ashe does not need a source of water to create a Glass Shield.
Ashe is... well, he's perfect. He breezed through his previous ranks and it's likely that he'll breeze through this rank and the next one. He has no lovers and it is unlikely he'll ever have any- Most women are turned off by his eerie beauty and incredible lack of manliness, and most men (who are into that kind of thing) find him a wee bit creepy. As for what he wants, who knows? He's in a reprieve at the moment, improving upon his spell-art Glass (which he seems unlikely to teach anyone since no one really has the courage to ask him and he's too much of an introvert to go shouting about it to everyone). He is a remarkably bad teacher, however. He's also a bit of a recluse, rarely leaving the As'nar Trixerite compound except for his daily walks. He has a bit of a spotty history since he's beaten up people for making fun of his appearance, carrying them halfway to death before he thinks they've learned their lesson. <p>[---------------------------]
"There is great disorder under Heaven, and the situation is excellent."
"I eat the talking bees because I am George Washington Christ"
-From "Bob the Ball"</p>Edited by: The Great Nevareh at: 8/29/05 19:39