Tashiel
Feb 6, 2014 12:58:20 GMT -5
Post by Brenton on Feb 6, 2014 12:58:20 GMT -5
Full Name: Tashiel Silverwing
Other name: Tash Son of None, Angel of Light, Avenging Death
Race: (human, elf, half-elf, urgal, dwarf, etc) Fallen Angel
Side: (varden, empire, neutral, other) Neutral
Birthplace: The Heavens
Age: Created by a dying race of gods in the time right before Creation of the universe and when the Guardians came into existence
Gender: Male
Birthday: N/A
Eyes: Spectral Gold with pupils that look like Black Holes
Hair: Long Dark Blonde Hair
Weight: 320 pounds all muscle
Height: 7'11''
Magic User: Yes, he can create rifts between the Nether and the Mortal Realm, Change his appearance, Fly, and Control the Elements (Mainly Fire but also Air)
Preferred Weapon(s): Tash uses a weapon that has yet to be fully described because each being has a different perception of it but it is a blade of undetermined size made of cosmic metals cast from Heaven and slammed into a Mountain before anyone walked the world. He pulled it free and discovered that the blade often flickered and changed size or shape as well as could grow hot to shear through normal human metals.
Appearance: (What does he/she look like? What kind of clothing does he/she wear? Scars?)
Tash is tall, well over seven feet in height with broad shoulders that ancient races often believed could hold the world on them. His arms are long with hands that are massive with long fingers. He has muscles that most kull would be jealous of while his ears are pointed and his teeth are slightly razor-like from years of having to kill his own meals before people could get to them. He has bronze skin unblemished aside from the black tattoo of a dragon on his left shoulder that wraps down over his entire arm and the wings cover his left pectoral and his left shoulder blade. His facial features are angular and very cat-like while he has a feral cast to his gaze. Long legs hold him up and a huge torso is necessary for life in his status with tattered white wings that have silver flecked. He has a gold halo that remains on his sword belt at all times and it is often times barely glowing for he has yet to complete the necessary requirements to return to the Heavens.
Personality: (Weak willed? Strong hearted? Charismatic? Loner? How does he/she react with others?)
Heroic? Ha! Not likely, as Tashiel was an angel cast out of the Heavens for reasons unmentionable by even the elder gods who decided to cast him out. He has a personality much like most who hold a grudge but know they were wrong. Tash is calm but very aggressive with slight heroic traits within himself that he harbors in hopes they will spread through him. Tashiel is persistent and patient, cunning and not impulsive, romantic and slightly heroic. All the traits of someone who could be a great person in the history books resides in this one man but he refuses to accept them and do what he is supposed to do.
--->Likes: Freedom, Flying, Creating Rifts, Exploring, Controlling the Elements, Fighting
--->Dislikes: His Search for Heroic Quests, the elder gods
--->Strengths: Flying, Creating Rifts, Controlling the Elements, Sword Fighting, Hand to Hand Combat
--->Weakness: Any other magic, Can't heal with magic, Any other weapons aside from swords, his search for a heroic quest
Family:
Family is irrelevant to the Fallen Angels because they were created not born.
History: (a couple of paragraphs minimum - more for elves/dragon riders etc)
Creation, years upon years and millennia upon millennia ago, was a time of only elder gods who were busy trying to make the cosmos in the way they deemed necessary but they realized they needed help. So the gods created one Angel to begin with, a being known as Tashiel Silverwing, who was meant to help them by fighting the Chaos that threatened to overwhelm them yet even he was not strong enough. So they created more Angels to help Tashiel Silverwing in his quest to fight the Chaos where the gods were not brave enough to travel. It was in this land that Tashiel saw one of his greatest allies struck down and killed that he decided the elder gods had done enough and forgotten about them enough.
Tashiel began to talk to his fellow Angels and spoke of power that only the gods had and even the Avenging Angels such as he were not granted. Power was the source of all life and that was what they needed to bring back their friends and comrades who died in battle. So Tashiel took up arms against the elder gods, calling for their blood, and rose the Angels with him to try and over throw them. Yet it was not to be.
The battle was massive and was one of the only times that the Guardians in Alagaesia would quake in fear because the Heavens roared in anger as blood was spilled and lesser gods were sent to the eternal death where they were soon forgotten. It was a long battle as well, taking days to end and leaving bodies strewn in the area, but Tashiel and his surviving army were shoved to their knees in front of the elder gods and stripped of their rank as Angels.
The last thing that Tashiel saw of the Heavens was a giant sword swing down at his head just before he fell, and he fell far too, all the way to Alagaesia below. He awoke on the ground in a crater, standing and brushing the dirt off of his body realizing that he was now only just shy of 8 feet tall. Tashiel looked to the Heavens and roared in anger that day for all of his wrongs passed upon him in such a cruel way. As he looked to the sky he saw others falling toward the ground and he knew that the Angels had been banished from the Heavens.
Tashiel began his travels, searching for places such as the Fountain of Youth, long days spent without food or water or even sleep. It was centuries before he met his first human and by that time he was already at the Beor Mountains and climbing them to the top where he had seen something strike the top. He found his sword there and was given a goal in life, to complete one heroic quest worthy of being remembered for all eternity to atone for his wrongs and he could return to the Heavens.
So Tashiel took the name Tash and began looking for things to do but he could never find the right thing to do. He helped the Empire at one point, he sided with the original Riders at another, he took on entire armies to save cities by himself, yet nothing was ever good enough. Tashiel sank further into his depression and soon forgot about his purpose in life but the halo on his belt was an eternal reminder that he was yet to find a way to get back to the Heavens. The entire time he hid his true self and never told anyone that he was Tashiel Silverwing, the reason the Angels were cast down.
Other name: Tash Son of None, Angel of Light, Avenging Death
Race: (human, elf, half-elf, urgal, dwarf, etc) Fallen Angel
Side: (varden, empire, neutral, other) Neutral
Birthplace: The Heavens
Age: Created by a dying race of gods in the time right before Creation of the universe and when the Guardians came into existence
Gender: Male
Birthday: N/A
Eyes: Spectral Gold with pupils that look like Black Holes
Hair: Long Dark Blonde Hair
Weight: 320 pounds all muscle
Height: 7'11''
Magic User: Yes, he can create rifts between the Nether and the Mortal Realm, Change his appearance, Fly, and Control the Elements (Mainly Fire but also Air)
Preferred Weapon(s): Tash uses a weapon that has yet to be fully described because each being has a different perception of it but it is a blade of undetermined size made of cosmic metals cast from Heaven and slammed into a Mountain before anyone walked the world. He pulled it free and discovered that the blade often flickered and changed size or shape as well as could grow hot to shear through normal human metals.
Appearance: (What does he/she look like? What kind of clothing does he/she wear? Scars?)
Tash is tall, well over seven feet in height with broad shoulders that ancient races often believed could hold the world on them. His arms are long with hands that are massive with long fingers. He has muscles that most kull would be jealous of while his ears are pointed and his teeth are slightly razor-like from years of having to kill his own meals before people could get to them. He has bronze skin unblemished aside from the black tattoo of a dragon on his left shoulder that wraps down over his entire arm and the wings cover his left pectoral and his left shoulder blade. His facial features are angular and very cat-like while he has a feral cast to his gaze. Long legs hold him up and a huge torso is necessary for life in his status with tattered white wings that have silver flecked. He has a gold halo that remains on his sword belt at all times and it is often times barely glowing for he has yet to complete the necessary requirements to return to the Heavens.
Personality: (Weak willed? Strong hearted? Charismatic? Loner? How does he/she react with others?)
Heroic? Ha! Not likely, as Tashiel was an angel cast out of the Heavens for reasons unmentionable by even the elder gods who decided to cast him out. He has a personality much like most who hold a grudge but know they were wrong. Tash is calm but very aggressive with slight heroic traits within himself that he harbors in hopes they will spread through him. Tashiel is persistent and patient, cunning and not impulsive, romantic and slightly heroic. All the traits of someone who could be a great person in the history books resides in this one man but he refuses to accept them and do what he is supposed to do.
--->Likes: Freedom, Flying, Creating Rifts, Exploring, Controlling the Elements, Fighting
--->Dislikes: His Search for Heroic Quests, the elder gods
--->Strengths: Flying, Creating Rifts, Controlling the Elements, Sword Fighting, Hand to Hand Combat
--->Weakness: Any other magic, Can't heal with magic, Any other weapons aside from swords, his search for a heroic quest
Family:
Family is irrelevant to the Fallen Angels because they were created not born.
History: (a couple of paragraphs minimum - more for elves/dragon riders etc)
Creation, years upon years and millennia upon millennia ago, was a time of only elder gods who were busy trying to make the cosmos in the way they deemed necessary but they realized they needed help. So the gods created one Angel to begin with, a being known as Tashiel Silverwing, who was meant to help them by fighting the Chaos that threatened to overwhelm them yet even he was not strong enough. So they created more Angels to help Tashiel Silverwing in his quest to fight the Chaos where the gods were not brave enough to travel. It was in this land that Tashiel saw one of his greatest allies struck down and killed that he decided the elder gods had done enough and forgotten about them enough.
Tashiel began to talk to his fellow Angels and spoke of power that only the gods had and even the Avenging Angels such as he were not granted. Power was the source of all life and that was what they needed to bring back their friends and comrades who died in battle. So Tashiel took up arms against the elder gods, calling for their blood, and rose the Angels with him to try and over throw them. Yet it was not to be.
The battle was massive and was one of the only times that the Guardians in Alagaesia would quake in fear because the Heavens roared in anger as blood was spilled and lesser gods were sent to the eternal death where they were soon forgotten. It was a long battle as well, taking days to end and leaving bodies strewn in the area, but Tashiel and his surviving army were shoved to their knees in front of the elder gods and stripped of their rank as Angels.
The last thing that Tashiel saw of the Heavens was a giant sword swing down at his head just before he fell, and he fell far too, all the way to Alagaesia below. He awoke on the ground in a crater, standing and brushing the dirt off of his body realizing that he was now only just shy of 8 feet tall. Tashiel looked to the Heavens and roared in anger that day for all of his wrongs passed upon him in such a cruel way. As he looked to the sky he saw others falling toward the ground and he knew that the Angels had been banished from the Heavens.
Tashiel began his travels, searching for places such as the Fountain of Youth, long days spent without food or water or even sleep. It was centuries before he met his first human and by that time he was already at the Beor Mountains and climbing them to the top where he had seen something strike the top. He found his sword there and was given a goal in life, to complete one heroic quest worthy of being remembered for all eternity to atone for his wrongs and he could return to the Heavens.
So Tashiel took the name Tash and began looking for things to do but he could never find the right thing to do. He helped the Empire at one point, he sided with the original Riders at another, he took on entire armies to save cities by himself, yet nothing was ever good enough. Tashiel sank further into his depression and soon forgot about his purpose in life but the halo on his belt was an eternal reminder that he was yet to find a way to get back to the Heavens. The entire time he hid his true self and never told anyone that he was Tashiel Silverwing, the reason the Angels were cast down.