Tiryaniol Meionz
Name: Tiryaniol Meionz
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Human
Occupation: Battle Monk
Weapon:
-A wooden bow staff, each end butted with a eloquently crafted dragon head
-Martial Arts, a form utilizing swift attacks and constant movement designed for the lithe and physically weak form of an elf. Though he is of the human race, he has mastered the art, making each blow powerful and quick.
Power: -He can manipulate shadows. Not create them, but manipulate them. Therefore he can only use his powers over the shadows when immersed in them. This ability is one he is reluctant to use or even reveal.
-Tiryaniol also has the ability to heal. The draw back is the curse placed upon him creates a negative effect upon his body when he uses the holy healing ability. Consequently, any healing he performs gives pain and fatigue to his body, making it possible for him to kill himself if attempting to heal a wound too great.
Personality: He is a thoughtful soul, constantly contemplating even the smallest of things. Often very stern and serious, a trait engraved into him from his monken up bringing, however he is not without humor. His time of travel however has taught him to be a bit more laxed and often playful or taunting with his words.
Bio: Tiryaniol grew up in the high mountains within a hidden monastery run by elven monks who had rescued him from a life of bone breaking slavery. The life style was sternly disciplined and held many trials for both the mental and physical self that all who wished to reach their brotherhood were required to undergo. By the age of 19, the young man had completed his final trial yet when confronting the elders, his acceptance to the brotherhood was denied by the elders. Instead, he was told to travel the lands and live a several years outside the mountains to experience the world. He would be allowed to return only after he had completed this task.
Unbothered by his rejection, the young monk accepted such terms and left the same night. Once to the land below he discovered a battle was in place between the heavens and the darkness. His luck had him stumble upon a group of spell casters trampling a village. Valiantly, he opposed the mages and though he defeated many, he had the untimely honor of meeting one of the more powerful wizards.
Tir could remember little after that. When he awoke he was half drown and bloody upon a river bed with haunting markings etched into the flesh of his back, the mark a constant reminder of his failure.
Likes: Strategy and simple conversation.
The cosmos above and beyond the sky.
Frozen treats. Yes, he enjoys it all from ice cream to popsicles.
Dislikes: Self pity, arrogance and lack of care for human life. He also dislikes all forms of pasta for reasons he refuses to indulge.
Weakness: Light powers. Sacred ruins etched into his back cause him to be extremely weak to light attacks.
Strength: Darkness. The same said ruins increase his strength and mental energy when ever darkness consumes him. As such he is given the ability to use shadow magic when his dark powers are enabled.
Other: When alone or in a comfortable surrounding, the monk enjoys festivities. He himself can play a small flute with suitable skill.
Appearance:
Name: Tiryaniol Meionz
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Human
Occupation: Battle Monk
Weapon:
-A wooden bow staff, each end butted with a eloquently crafted dragon head
-Martial Arts, a form utilizing swift attacks and constant movement designed for the lithe and physically weak form of an elf. Though he is of the human race, he has mastered the art, making each blow powerful and quick.
Power: -He can manipulate shadows. Not create them, but manipulate them. Therefore he can only use his powers over the shadows when immersed in them. This ability is one he is reluctant to use or even reveal.
-Tiryaniol also has the ability to heal. The draw back is the curse placed upon him creates a negative effect upon his body when he uses the holy healing ability. Consequently, any healing he performs gives pain and fatigue to his body, making it possible for him to kill himself if attempting to heal a wound too great.
Personality: He is a thoughtful soul, constantly contemplating even the smallest of things. Often very stern and serious, a trait engraved into him from his monken up bringing, however he is not without humor. His time of travel however has taught him to be a bit more laxed and often playful or taunting with his words.
Bio: Tiryaniol grew up in the high mountains within a hidden monastery run by elven monks who had rescued him from a life of bone breaking slavery. The life style was sternly disciplined and held many trials for both the mental and physical self that all who wished to reach their brotherhood were required to undergo. By the age of 19, the young man had completed his final trial yet when confronting the elders, his acceptance to the brotherhood was denied by the elders. Instead, he was told to travel the lands and live a several years outside the mountains to experience the world. He would be allowed to return only after he had completed this task.
Unbothered by his rejection, the young monk accepted such terms and left the same night. Once to the land below he discovered a battle was in place between the heavens and the darkness. His luck had him stumble upon a group of spell casters trampling a village. Valiantly, he opposed the mages and though he defeated many, he had the untimely honor of meeting one of the more powerful wizards.
Tir could remember little after that. When he awoke he was half drown and bloody upon a river bed with haunting markings etched into the flesh of his back, the mark a constant reminder of his failure.
Likes: Strategy and simple conversation.
The cosmos above and beyond the sky.
Frozen treats. Yes, he enjoys it all from ice cream to popsicles.
Dislikes: Self pity, arrogance and lack of care for human life. He also dislikes all forms of pasta for reasons he refuses to indulge.
Weakness: Light powers. Sacred ruins etched into his back cause him to be extremely weak to light attacks.
Strength: Darkness. The same said ruins increase his strength and mental energy when ever darkness consumes him. As such he is given the ability to use shadow magic when his dark powers are enabled.
Other: When alone or in a comfortable surrounding, the monk enjoys festivities. He himself can play a small flute with suitable skill.
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