o1. Staff Post o2. Table of Contents o3. Rules o4. Happenings o5. Celdarin (Cel) o6. History o7. Statistics o8. Abilities o9. Roleplays 1o. Battles and Hunts 11. Art Gallery 12. Plots 13. Relationships 14. Growing Strong! 15. Credits
Page Two: o1. Introduction and Reflections
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2017 7:44 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2017 7:47 am
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10/07/17: Cel's custom quest was approved!
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2017 8:56 am
C E L D A R I N
Name: Celdarin (Pronounced: Sell-dah-rin) Gender: Male Race: Pureblood Fire Earthling Stage: Prentice Age: Prentice - 17 / Progressive (current) Class: Prentice (Rogue->Bard->Minstrel) Nickname: Cel
Quirks: Touches everything with his feet for some reason(?????), Life goal is to purchase a bottle of the most expensive- not the best; the most expensive- bottle of imported wine (I'm convinced it's from Tale) and drink it with his lover Personality: As a youngster, Celdarin was most often exposed to scorn, dissatisfaction, unhappiness, and resentment from almost everyone he so much as passed, let alone interacted with. First from his father, who was openly aggrieved by anyone in higher social class than himself and felt as though 'luck of the draw' shouldn't dictate how he and his family were forced to live. Then from merchants and market consumers, who looked at Celdarin as if he was a rodent, trash, or a bit of dung stuck to the bottom of their shoes. As a very young boy, Celdarin thought to mimic this. It was unfair that because of forces beyond his control, he could not live as comfortably as many within their city, and he hadn't done anything to be looked at as so insignificant to others.
But his heart wasn't in it. For as many times as he'd been informed by his father that they didn't deserve to live as they did, Celdarin couldn't fathom a reason why they deserved any better. They'd done no good for anyone, themselves included. Besides, slumming it was what he was familiar with. It was difficult, and sometimes a bit disgusting, but it was what Cel was accustomed to. He didn't know how to do or be anything else, and the ever-tossed-around word of 'better' seemed like a distant dream to a child, young as he was. So even if he mimicked 'dissatisfaction' for a time, he was actually quite content with his lot in life.
Then, his father abandoned him, and Celdarin was left to fend for himself alone.
He was quite young when it happened (and duly devastated for a good while), but it became very obvious very quickly that the scorn and disdain he'd been practicing won him no favors. It was easier on his spirit and passerby alike to adopt a more relaxed stance on the world. Even if alone now, the practices he'd been using to keep himself alive and fed didn't need to change, and there were always plenty of other market goers to keep him from being 'alone.'
Celdarin is often smiling, and there isn't much that upsets him, unless someone deliberately goes out of their way to make it so. Any sourness or obvious unhappiness tends to be mirrored back at him, and if he is chipper, others are also easier on him. Cheer puts people in a good mood. And people in good moods are more likely to give him what he wants and open more roads for him. Though right now this is mostly a means of feeding and clothing himself, later Celdarin will turn up his charm and charisma (and toss in a few white lies) to try and achieve a better position.
If Celdarin was an intelligent man, this might make him conniving and devious. Instead, it just lends itself to a sort of openness and confidence. And fearlessness in regards to activities and people he approaches. After all, he hasn't much to lose. As a boy and into his early teen years, it's a charm that is more endearing than anything else. But in his later teen and adult years, once he has accepts that he can, in fact, want and achieve more if he sets himself to it, he turns his charm most effectively on the people who can give him such things, and goes for it whole-heartedly. Even when he achieves nicer things in life, he isn't afraid of losing anything. He's not afraid of hurting his or anyone else's feelings. He doesn't care if he loses coin or possessions. And it can't be said that he is even frightened for his life.
He is, however, rather cowardly of pain, and so even though he isn't afraid of losing anything, he doesn't want to get himself locked into a bad place he can't get out of, whether that be jail, gang life, or even something more harmless, like marriage.
More than anything, he enjoys his freedom, and his only fear is losing that.
He is uneductaed, and doesn't really understand or have patience for the task of 'bartering,' so is more interested in all-or-nothing, make-or-break gambles that could either do him a lot of good, or end horribly. He'll always try to talk himself out of a bad situation, but is mostly only good at just that: talk. He is not a fighter, won't scream or argue, and is perfectly content to give up. So if things start to look hairy, and his freedom or person is threatened, he'll super hastily bow out and make a dash for the nearest exit.
Celdarin avoids unsavory and unappealing things and would rather not get mixed up in any situation that doesn't somehow benefit him. Description: Prentice Many of Celdarin's colors are pulled from among the darkest colors for his race, without actually being the darkest available: warm milk chocolate skin, deep mahogany hair, and a scattering of pumpkin-colored crystals across his face and neck. The exception to his general color palette is his eyes, which have a pale, almost milky pinkness to them and are wide-set and broad. His hair is styled in short, tight curls which are almost always entirely concealed beneath a turban of mismatched patterns. His brows are thick, and he has an unkempt five o'clock scruffle around his lips and chin. Crystals are patterned in a small array of three, descending from his forehead toward the bridge of his nose and decreasing in size as they move down. There is a rounded crystal on each side of his face where his ear and cheekbone many, as well as several others of varying sizes along his neck. Despite his upbringing, Celdarin is not small; he's sprouted like a weed, and is tall and broad, with lean muscles from near-constant movement. Speech Color: #DB8800 Theme Song: Name - Artist
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2017 8:57 am
H I S T O R Y
Celdarin grew up on the streets of Sulburi. His parents were poor and homeless at their meeting, only together because of the convenience of having two pairs of foraging hands and the comfort of company. Not because they had anything to spare as individuals, and that remained true even once they were a couple. Neither was prepared to bring a child into the world, let alone raise one to adulthood. It can certainly be said that neither wanted to. Cel's mother left him with his father as soon as he was born, out of fear that their already difficult life would become impossible with an additional mouth to feed that could not even help itself. She has been and will continue to be a non-factor in his life for the entirety of it, as Cel doesn't know nor care to know (nor have the means to know, at this point) so much as her name.
His father, Gerran, was Celdarin's sole caretaker and companion for the earliest years of his life, and the man never seemed interested in surrendering his son to an orphanage or risking being separated from him by turning to criminal acts. Instead, they survived mostly off of the pity-coin the man could glean from passerby for having an infant at his hip. Gerran had always acted interested and pleased to have the company, and he cared for Cel to the best of his abilities, given the circumstances.
Around the time the boy was learning to toddle, the Obans set off on a mission of conquest over the rest of Tendaji, meaning that the middle-class Gerran obtained his scant coin from took to further penny-pinching as more supplies were sent out (less at home at affordable prices) to cover the needs of soldiers across the border. This left the pair with less opportunity to purchase any amount of food, and meant more rustling about in back alleys and trash bins. This is essentially what comprises most of Celdarin's first memories: rummaging through garbage with his father, chasing stray perzi, and mingling in the slums with others trying to scrape by.
As times became increasingly difficult and Celdarin aged such that he lost his 'cute' factor with the people they begged from, so too waned the interest Gerran had initially held for his son. Though raising a child alone had been difficult and an additional strain on Gerran's already-stressed lifestyle, an infant Celdarin had also been a sponge for sympathetic passerby, that only seemed to decrease as he turned four, then five, then six.
By then, a growing boy that could scarf down any food they found and had too much rambunctious energy was more of a hindrance than not.
When an opportunity presented itself for Gerran to take on very low-paying servant work from a low-mid-class household that had just been forced to free its only slave, he accepted. With a catch: the family was only barely interested in taking Gerran in off the street and providing him with food and lodging. They were not interested in doing so for his six-year-old son. With a choice between living off of any wage and at least having a consistently reliable shelter, or scurrying through back alleys like a rat with his boy and hoping for survival, Gerran took the easy route and abandoned his son with minimal warning, off to live in a slightly less scuzzy area of Sulburi.
There was a while where Celdarin thought it must have been a mistake that they were separated. His father had never been especially cold or cruel to him, and he could, in fact, remember distinctly positive, happy times during their relationship. But the strain of living minute-to-minute with a skill-less tag along at his heels was enough to encourage Gerran to want and strive for more.
In time, Celdarin accepted that. He was hardly old enough to survive on his own, but was at least familiar with the area he'd been raised in and no stranger on how to go about handling himself. With no idea of what possibilities even could be open to a dirty poor boy, Celdarin has not sought out much aid, as of yet, and has continued to flit about from street to street and sleep among stray animals well into his teen years.
Code: M = META, ORP = Open RP, PRP = Private RP, S = Solo /// C = Crafting, V = Versatile [Type of RP - Participants - Link to Journal Reflection] **Note: Solos do not have Journal Reflections
Prentice [PRP - Celdarin/Ila - JR] Onto the Streets - Ongoing /// ??? Posts /// JR Words: ???
Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2017 9:10 am
B A T T L E SxA N DxH U N T S
Code: M = META, NRP = Non-RP, PRP = Private RP, S = Solo /// B = Battle, H = Hunt, T = Taming [Type of RP - Opponent - Outcome - Link to Journal Reflection]
Prentice Prentice stage characters are too young to fight!
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Earthling: Shifter Name: description, played by controller. 'feels'
Earthling: Leaf Name: description, played by controller. 'feels'
Earthling: Wind Name: description, played by controller. 'feels'
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Earthling: Fire Name: description, played by controller. 'feels'
Earthling: Water Name: description, played by controller. 'feels'
Earthling: Yaeli Name: description, played by controller. 'feels'
Elaria Name: description, played by controller. 'feels'
Earthling: Lightning Name: description, played by controller. 'feels'
Earthling: Geian Name: description, played by controller. 'feels'
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2017 9:54 am
G R O W I N GxS T R O N G !
P R E N T I C Ex→xR O G U E ☐ || 1 Set-up Journal ☐ || 1 Month (??? - ???) ☐ || 25 Growth Points xxxx☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ || 1 Completed Growth Solo
R O G U Ex→xB A R D ☐ || 2 Months (??? - ???) xxxx☐ ☐ ☐ || 45 Growth Points xxxx☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ || 1 Completed Growth Solo
B A R Dx→xM I N S T R E L ☐ || 2 Months (??? - ???) xxxx☐ ☐ ☐ || 60 Growth Points xxxx☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ || 1 Completed Growth Solo
M I N S T R E Lx→xL E G E N D A R Y ☐ || 4 Months (??? - ???) xxxx☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ || 100 Growth Points
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