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Ciphar Priest Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 10:56 pm
 Click for UncertThis Sacrifice has 2 points!
This journal belongs to Shayan Javed and bpyan. Please do obey the rules set forth by the Sacrifice of Ciphar Guild and the user themselves.
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:05 pm
 A lover and a fighter. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●Shayan's Theme Song 8> ■■■Basic Information
■■Name: Shayan Javed
■■Age: 17
■■Hometown: The capital of Persa
■■Class: Swordsman, eventually Assassin
■■Height: 5'4 (As of age 17) ; he will not really grow past 5'7.5
■■Body Build: A bit lanky but possesses muscles
■■Hair Color: Silver-white
■■Hair Style: Shaggy shoulder length hair
■■Eye Color:Right eye a dull blue and the other one gray (his left eye is partially blind)
■■Skin Tone: Medium tan
■■Expression: Annoyed/Smirking
■■Detailed Clothes Description: Always wears a thin red scarf around his neck and head
■■Accessories: N/A
■■Weapon: 2 knives at his side and one hidden on his right boot. Eventually two long katars.
■■■■Who is Shayan?
U/C U/C >_>
■■Smooth-talker/Charming
Shayan is the type to talk himself out of trouble first. He will feign innocence and try to manipulate people with sweet words. But if all else fails, his blade comes out. You can count on that.
■■Confident/Ego-centric
He thinks highly of himself. Even though he came from a rough background and every day his parents would tell him that he was worthless, he believes he is superior.
■■Competitive
He is skilled and loves a friendly or deadly competition.
■■Compulsive Flirt
His hormones are out of control.
■■Dense
Can honestly be a bit stupid and dense. Though he is a smooth talker, you can confuse him with cleverness. He was never really the sharpest knife in the drawer
■■Religious
lol wat.
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:08 pm
ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ ᵜ
■Family.
Shayan had a non-existent relationship with his family. But he never cried about it, never cursed himself nor did he complain about it.
He blamed it all on his stupid parents who were completely irresponsible and unprepared to have a child.
Due to an incident with Karim, his step-father, his left eye is partially blind. He can see a little from it but not so much to be very useful. But this handicap does not hamper his skill with daggers, in fact his senses became sharper. Now he relies mostly on his ears and intuition.
Father: Karim; A bulky 6"3 tall man. Works as a labor man in the city of Persa. Has a violent tendency and often lashes out physical or emotional abuse to Shayan. He was a decent man before but turned for the worse when Shayan's mother got pregnant.
Mother: Anahita; Never married. Works as a prostitute in the slums of Persa. Nevertheless she is a woman who values virtue, which is very unusual. She honestly loves Karim with all her heart. Is indifferent to Shayan since his father is not the man she is with now.
She was pregnant when Shayan left for Ciphar.
A Sibling; He doesn't even know if this (half?)sibling is/will be born.
■How he came to be.
This boy was born in a miserable day in the summer when the sun was burning brightly and the streets smelled of sweat and spoiled fish. A woman dressed in scandalous clothing cried out in the middle of the dirty streets, most of the people ignored her plea, not wanting to be associated with such a woman. After all, in Persa people put importance to virtues and religion.
In the middle of this crowd of people, his mother cursed the baby as he took his first breath of the outside, his lungs filled with all the noxious air that hung in the atmosphere.
His father wasn't there. His mother did not even know who his father was anyway. She called this baby Shayan, which was ironic because the name meant "deserving and worthy". For all his mother cared, he deserved to die from the hardship he had just let her go through.
Shayan was out in the streets more than he was present in his own home. He grew up to be a rambunctious and mischievous boy. He learned to smooth-talk people and charming them with his angelic face and baby blue eyes. He had some friends yes, but they were nothing more than people he knew that wouldn't get him anywhere. And he wanted to go somewhere, out of his infinite hell hole he was in.
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:09 pm
probably in here the day he was chosen to be the sacrifice?
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:12 pm
neutral | xxxx
friend | xxxx
best friend | xxxx
like | xxxx
love | xxxx
loathe | xxxx
will kill if gets the chance | xxxx
Enyeto Sioux | xxxx
-I was with him and another guy on the way to Ciphar.
Castiel Zehaira | xxxx
-I was with him and another guy on the way to Ciphar.
Hasani Rahal | xxxx
Soraida Keopichenda | xxxx
Evangeline Theron | xxxx
Signy Ostergaard | xxxx
Io Petrakis | xxxx
Thibault Desmarais | xxxx
Ezhno Paiute | xxxx
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:33 pm
Shop; Kanove, bpyan
Art; bpyan
Other art; Respective artists
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