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Alvanon Karenas
Apali Anyeli
MALE | 227 | MERCENARY | ALEXSHIRE | NONE
Apali Anyeli
MALE | 227 | MERCENARY | ALEXSHIRE | NONE
A P P E A R A N C E
Height: 5’9”
Build: Lightly muscled and sleek
Eye colour: Blue-green
Hair: Neck-length and a dyed Crimson with Silver streaks
First Impressions: Thanks to his unique style and broad white wings, Alvanon is one usually one of the first things one notices when they walk into a room with him in it. His clothing is usually the current style modified to allow him to move easily, brightly colored to be both beautiful and distracting. He is rarely seen without his spear, though he keeps it peace-bonded when in general public. While his face looks young, anyone who looks him in the eye can see pain usually reserved for those that have been through wars, the pain of losing someone important forever.
Distinguishing Features: Aside from his large wings, Alvanon’s hair and clothing are the most unique about him. Intentionally dying his hair, the crimson color is almost glaringly red and seems intended to draw attention. While many would call his clothing a fashion disaster, keen eyes can see the modifications to allow him maximum movement in case of the inevitable bout of trouble breaking out. While his face is obviously a mask, he still manages to make his smiles seem warm and his stares ice-cold. His Teal eyes, completely natural, have been known to shine in the right light and become breathtaking.
Play-by or Description: Standing at five feet and nine inches, Alvanon’s once-blond hair has been dyed a bright crimson. His youthful face is usually wearing a smile, though his eyes seem haunted if one looks in them deep enough. He wears loose, stylish clothing over his lithe and lightly muscled frame, belying his true strength as a fighter. Even his relaxed movements seem reserved, as if always expecting a fight to break out. He keeps himself neat and clean, especially taking good care of his hair and wings.
P E R S O N A L I T Y
To a casual observer, Alvanon seems very laid back for being a hired blade. He smiles, laughs, and jokes at the tavern with all the rest of the Mercenaries, seemingly having already managed to at least prove himself in some small way. He seems to tip better than most and seems to have a generally good heart, going out of his way to help someone if he can.
To those able to get close, it’s easy to see that Alvanon wears a mask when around anyone else. Something painful haunts him and he seems listless, as if he’s just walking for the sake of moving forward. He lacks direction and drive to succeed, and seems afraid of getting too close to people. His temper flares when anyone around him is bullied, surprising anyone who knows him with how quick he comes to blows to protect those that don’t deserve to be harassed.
B A C K G R O U N D
Name: Alvanon Karenas
Birthdate: 10 Pyrominas, 9785 XA
Hometown: Cloud Palace
Financial Status: Able to make ends meet, though he left a family of wealth to strike out on his own.
A F F I L I A T I O N S
Marital Status: None
Spouse: None
Children: None
Father: Markos Karenas
Mother: Hellena Karenas
Siblings: Aperios Karenas (Deceased)
Paternal Grandparents: Syrus Karenas (Deceased) & Sebrina Karenas (Deceased)
Maternal Grandparents: Kevos Lykeionos (Deceased) & Ferrah Lykeionos (Deceased)
Organisations: None
H I S T O R Y
Alvanon was born to a very prominent family, his father Markos being a Marshal in the Aeromichi. Coming from a long line of Apali, Al and his brother Aperios were pushed from an early age to excel in the arts of war and strategy. Al succeeded again and again under the constant work, his family believing his rare eye color a sign of his superior breeding. Aperios, on the other hand, fell behind and seemed more suited to study.
Unable to accept anything less than perfection from his sons, Markos punished Aperios for each failure. The younger brother would often cry himself to sleep at night, covered in bruises from the beatings that were ‘for his own good’. Alvanon loved his brother, but to please his father he did nothing. He continued to excel, while his brother became more and more miserable. The only thing seemingly keeping the boy happy was his painting that he snuck in when he had the time.
On the day Alvanon came of age, his moment of pride turned to sorrow as his father snapped at the slightest failure from Aperios. Seemingly unfazed by his elder son’s achievements, Markos beat the boy so hard it left him blind, stripping from him the last thing that had brought him piece in his hellish life. Aperios slipped away while their father forced Alvanon to attend formal ceremonies as befit his new station. It wasn’t until later that Alvanon discovered that Aperios had killed himself in his despair.
This triggered a rage and sorrow like he’d never felt before. He examined his life, knowing that everything he’d done had been for his father. Even in small ways, Aperios had managed to rebel and find true happiness in his painting. Alvanon left that night, taking a painting his brother had made of the two of them as his only memento.
His martial skills were enough to let him lead a life as a Mercenary, his remaining money going to getting a small home in Alexshire. Ever since, he’s been honing his skills on small battlefields in the employ of many different clients, making a name for himself with his skill with a spear. He searches for his own path in life, though without anything pushin him anymore he seems lost, his heart still heavy with his guilt over not being able to save his brother. He completely abandoned his family, dying his blond hair crimson and doing everything he can to make himself as unique as he could.
I N V E N T O R Y
P R O P E R T Y
HOUSE
Address: #16B Rivergrove Way, Alexshire
Tier|Type: 1|Flat
Description: A residence that’s barely lived in thanks to Alvanon’s nearly constant traveling, he manages to use it’s poor shape to hide what few prized possessions he has. He manages to make it comfortable in it’s own way, not seeming to care about making it presentable for others.
E Q U I P M E N T
SPECIAL ITEMS
Item: Battleworn spear
Description: A polearm that’s seen its share of battles, it’s well-kept and deadly in Alvanon’s hands. It’s of an intermediate length, easily able to be used in close quarters yet giving just enough reach to hit foes out of range of most melee weapons.
ENCHANTED ITEMS
Item:
Description:
Enchantment|Curse:
COMBAT GEAR
Item: Battleworn Spear
Description: See Above
MISCELLANEOUS|MUNDANE
Item: Brotherly Painting
Description: Hidden in his home, Alvanon has the last painting his brother ever painted. It’s the two of them, watching a sunset. It’s the only time Alvanon ever saw his brother smile, captured forever in the painting. It’s his most treasured possession.
P L A Y E R
Name or Handle: David
Referred by: N/A
Gender|Age: Male|25
Random Encounters: Always looking to make things interesting.
Permissions: Feel free to talk and otherwise get to know him, though he does what he can to prevent people from getting close.
Plotting: As he’s trying to find himself, he’s willing to get into just about anything.
Other Characters: None
This post has been edited by Xanth: 18 October 2012 - 01:09 PM
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