Kuthian
Aug 9, 2014 11:49:03 GMT -5
Post by Brenton on Aug 9, 2014 11:49:03 GMT -5
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Full Name: Kuthian VraelssonOther Names: Vraelsson, Great One
Race: Half Elf
Side: Neutral
Birthplace: Ellesmera
Age: 110
Gender: Male
Eyes: Silver
Hair: White
Weight: 150 lbs
Height: 8'
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): A pair of short swords made of elven steel, shaped like that of leaves with clear diamonds in the hilts.
Appearance: Kuthian, being the son of Vrael, is similar in appearance but with many differences. He is of grand height, reaching up to eight tall, with muscles that bulge from his flesh in all the right places for a warrior. He is long in the arm and leg with a deep chest and broad in the shoulders. His skin is fair with just a slight golden tone to it from spending so much time in the sun. He has white hair, that is wild and untamed, always falling into his face and over his ears which have yet to achieve being fully pointed. Kuthian's eyes are a piercing silver with the cares of the world held within but all of the wisdom of an ancient warrior locked behind them as well.
Personality: Kuthian is rather odd in his personality, often times being hard to understand. One moment he is calm like a cool summer's day and the next he is as angry as the sea during a storm. He is commanding in the very way he carries himself and the tone of his voice, never doubting who he is or who is supposed to be. Kuthian has little time for deceit and hates to be lied to.
Family:
Vrael (Father) - Elf
Aliyah (Mother) - Human
History:
Kuthian was born 110 years ago in the city of Ellesmera, on seven years before the death of his father would occur. He was recognized as not going to be old enough to be safe in the time of war that had been predicted by an ancient prophet so Vrael deemed it necessary to leave his son in the forest where it was relatively safe. There, the boy grew up as a half elf, spending day in and day out roaming the many paths through the trees.
He grew from year to year, until on his tenth birthday, Kuthian was larger in the body than that of any other elf normally would be. He didn't see this as a problem and instead continued practicing with his twin swords so as to get as good as he heard his father was. Kuthian spent days in training of magic with all manner of elven tutors but his mind was never focused on that, instead seeing only ways to counter attacks that were sent his way.
So Kuthian was soon written off as a lost cause and sent to train some more in combat. On his 50th birthday though, Kuthian was in practice with another elf and had barely blocked a sword when another had come hurtling at him. On instinct, the half elf shouted a wordless cry and the sword stopped all momentum. That was the first time that Kuthian used magic in battle without trying to. Unfortunately the spell had also froze the elf and so Kuthian had been forced to start chanting in the Ancient Language to unfreeze his opponent.
From that day, all elves recognized that Kuthian was stronger than he let on and so they stayed out of his way for the most part. The half elf continued to go about his own business until he was 109 years old. At that time, Kuthian decided it was time to go search for somewhere to put his swords to good use.
