"Stoic winter, cold powerful blizzard, I remain like frozen dew drops atop leaves of a tree." ✧ Full Name: Aymeronn Aurorien Orionell Aerindel Gal'Aderus. ◈ “Amy”, Aymer.✧ Race: Isldar. ◈ Bene Rexit.✧ Age: 32. ◈ Visually appearing 30.✧ Gender: Male. ✧ Sexuality: Bisexual. ✧ Eye Color: Mint green. ✧ Affliction: none. ✧ Preferred Weapon: Axe, fists. ◈ Often simply an axe when armed. "Frozen hearts… they don’t often remain the same." ✧ Core Concept: ◈ Aymeronn used to worship Frisit, but is unsure where he stands. His faith wavered with the conflicting information he received, though he ultimately chose to continue following the Ordial entity’s wishes. ◈ A tired-looking war veteran with a fear of fires, who likes sculpting small wooden statuettes of animals, with a love for birds and rodents. An artist in his own right, with a talent for landscape paintings, and musically talented like many Isldar. Stiff and militaristic as he is, he has a soft heart, and a way with words. Eloquent, loyal, and reliable. "Unwavering winds of change, engulfed by the wisdom time provides." Total Points: 14 proficiency | 10 spent ✧ Strenght: 2 ◈ Unarmed Combat Skill ◈ Axe Combat Skill ✧ Constitution: 3 ◈ Light Shielding Pack ◈ Heavy Shielding Pack ◈ Wood Craft Pack ✧ Wisdom: 1 ◈ Healing Alchemy Pack ✧Dexterity: 0 ◈ none ✧Magic: (Ordial) ◈ Ice Magic Pack (free) ✧ Charisma: 4 ◈ State Commander Pack ◈ State Diplomat Pack ◈ Empire Linguist Pack ◈ Pet Husbandry Pack ✧Ability Information:✧ ◈ Death Isldar Racials ◈ ◈ Mundane Abilities ◈ ✧Languages✧ ◈ Common | Free language. ◈ Sulvaley Elven | Childhood language. ◈ Modern Altalar | Language Pack. "A single droplet of rain cannot fill a frozen lake, but you think of it so." ✧Mutations: Dark green sclera. ✧ Eye Color: Mint green. ✧ Hair Color: Bone white. ◈ Worn in its natural color.✧ Hair Style: Shoulder length. ◈ Often tied into a ponytail, half up half down, or unruly.✧ Skin Color: Very pale pink, tinted blue. ✧ Clothing: Comfortable wear, favoring coats. ◈ Often worn with a pair of gloves and/or a scarf.✧ Height: 6’ foot 9” inches. ✧ Description: Tired-looking, and always wearing muted colors, the Isldar has an extreme case of resting bitch face. His hair is naturally curly, paired with bushy brows and long eyelashes. What cigarettes didn’t do to his lungs, it did to his vocal cords, giving him a smoker’s voice. His skin is pale and tinted blue, along with snow crystals growing on his hair sometimes depending on his emotions. "Dead of winter comes spring, life renewed so is my own." ◈ Aelrindel was born within one of Ellador’s keeps, to two loving parents (a Shiva’s Cave mother and Moon Vault father), on May 13th 211AC, in an outwardly cold yet loving family. He has an odd number of siblings, which made him not quite the middle child, but one of the sorts. ◈ As a child, he didn't have many friends, save for a boy he grew up with, and his siblings. Nothing much of note happened, besides his love for art from a young age, and the singing and piano classes his parents enrolled him in. It was only later at age ten that he was enrolled in art classes, by recommendation of his father. ◈ As a teen, he was incredibly social, making friends with his peers and even going so far to form a small group of close-knit friends consisting of his childhood friend and a few others. The group often hung out in one of the hold’s large libraries, which was owned by the Vixaris family. A specific spot underneath the library steps was then later built from the ground up for their endeavors as a sort of safe haven. A clubhouse if anything. As time went on, his friendship with a member of the group, blossomed into a romance between the two lads, which developed into an early engagement, though this happiness wouldn’t exactly last long. Aymer was on the way to a faulty path, in which he started dealing with the shadier figures outside of the hold, whom he never spoke about to his loved ones. They often convinced the youngling to do outside jobs that weren’t exactly moral, or legal in some cases. Though he felt compelled to oblige, as it meant he could be slightly financially independent and afford wedding expenses he had been saving up. Being young and foolish, and too afraid to express his sexuality to his parents, he was also easily impressionable by the thugs providing him with validation after a job well done. ◈ Eventually this took a darker turn when Aymer decided it was time to quit. His retirement from the crime ended up angering a neighborhooding lot of Sanguine outside the hold, who because of his retirement would no longer receive their end of a bargain. In their anger, they sought to punish who they had previously made the deal with, Aymer was the target as they broke through one of the Keep’s gates and set out for revenge. He was no saint, but had no idea of the extent of their wrath. The Sanguines set buildings ablaze, along with Aymer’s private residence, the latter being empty due to one of Aymer's criminal connections sending him a warning the previous. Word traveled about his hangout and the Sanguine set off to ignite it on fire in hopes Aymer would’ve been hiding inside. Fire struck their safe haven, whilst he hid in cowardice, his worried friends and fiancé still inside searching for him as they met a painful end. ◈ It must have been an hour or so, after the vampires, satisfied, had left, that Aymer finally emerged from his hiding spot. The place he hid was not too far from the safe haven he and his friends had. He spotted smoke, a large fire- The lad felt his heart drop as he ran towards the burning building, burning himself after attempting to go through flames to try and save whomever he could. But to no avail, he was too late. He acquired many scars that day, most of which faded with time, but the memory is still vivid in his dreams. Having trapped himself within the flames of his own betrayal, he was stuck and would likely soon perish in the flames, holding in his arms the half-burnt corpse of his lover, whom he held the hand of up to his face. Were it not for Ryuu Lellvyone, with Scale’s Swords at his side, who barged in to extinguish the flames, the youngling would surely have been dead. The burnt and traumatized Aymer had to be forcefully dragged to safety, his fiancé’s hand having to be pried away from his face by means of the blade- which left a scar over his eye. Finally wrapped in a safety blanket, his wounds were then tended to. After this event, Aymer had no will to carry on. Ryuu took notice of this and offered the young Isldar the deal of training for the Scale’s Sword, so that he’d have the chance to redeem himself and find his purpose again. In the following years, he learned discipline, continuing to contribute to society as a guard. Though he became stiff, following orders to a T. ◈ Aymer spent most of his time in silence, fighting his inner struggles alone. Terrified of human connections at this point, it would take him long to open up again. He’d often visit the remains of the library, presenting symptoms of PTSD. The only ‘relationships’ he harbored were with a few snow owls that had made their nest in the library's debris. Which he befriended and later trained to become messenger birds. This later earned him the title ‘Messenger of the Fallen’, as he helped send warnings to fellow kin in neighboring keeps. Now older, his post duties changed to protecting the newest Lellvyone Priestess. After her surprising death and Phantasmal curse, he was relocated to Regalia alongside her. Later with her burning came self-reflection, and new purpose with Taendross as co-leader of the Diplomats, he joined the violet ranks to help deal with Isldar’s now tarnished reputation. Shortly after succeeding, the diplomats disbanded. Many took pledge as Frisit worship was thankfully made legal again. Sometime after, with Taendross’s execution, he grew weary of connections again. The past three years after that were mostly uneventful, aside from him choosing to live in a tent on the outskirts of town. Spoiler: uncut backstory - unrevised ✧ Aelrindel was born within one of Ellador’s keeps, to two loving parents (from which his mother was Shiva’s Cave and his father a Moon Vaulter), in May 13th 211AC, in a outwardly cold yet inwardly loving family. He had many siblings, which made him not the youngest, but not quite the oldest. As such, he grew up as a middle child of sorts, although not quite due to having an odd number of siblings. Spoiler: uncut backstory - unrevised ◈ Growing up he aspired to be an artist like his father, whom he was incredibly close to in his early years. ✧ He was incredibly social with the other Frostlings along the Refuge in his youth, forming close bonds with some of them in the form of friendships. In fact, he went on to make a tightly knit group of friends, consistent of some of his peers at the time. The group often hung out in one of the hold’s large libraries, which was owned by the Vixaris family. A specific spot underneath the library steps was then later built from the ground up for their endeavours as a sort of safe haven. A club house if anything. ◈ As time went on, he grew even closer with one of the friends from his group, later exploring his homosexuality as a romance blossomed between the two Isldar, which with time developed into an early engagement. Though this happiness wouldn’t exactly last as long as he’d hoped. Aymer was on the way to a faulty path, in which he started doing dealings with the more shadier figures outside of holds, whom he never spoke about to his aforementioned fiancé, friends, or even family. ✧ They often convinced the young Isldar to do outside jobs that weren’t exactly moral, and less than legal in some cases. Though he felt compelled to oblige, as not only it helped pay for his artistic hobbies, but it meant he could be slightly financially independent and afford the wedding expenses he had been saving up. He was young and foolish, too afraid to express his sexuality to his parents, and easily impressionable by the thugs cheering him on whenever he got a job well done. To him, it was validation, something he was all too eager to seek. ◈ Eventually these jobs took a darker turn, and only worsened when Aymer decided it was time to quit. His retirement from the criminal scene ended up angering a neighborhooding lot of Sanguine outside of the hold, that the odd group made dealings with. In their anger against the thugs they sought to punish the weaker link. Having left the group’s protection, Aymer was now a fair target. The group of Sanguines broke through one of the Keep’s gates and set out for revenge on the Isldar. Aymer was no saint, some of his previous jobs entailed messing with the vampires, but he had no idea of the extent of their wrath. ✧ Saving the Frostling’s home for last, they set fire to a few buildings of the hold, the focus being those around Aymer’s private residence. Although they’d find the lad’s house emptied, due to one of the few lasting connections he made while working for the group of thugs, a genuine friend who sent him a warning through a messenger owl to hide. Word traveled about the teenage hangout and the Sanguine set off to ignite the building ablaze in hopes Aymer would’ve been inside. Fire struck their safe haven, all whilst young Aymer hid in cowardice, his friends and fiancé still inside searching for him as they met a painful end. ◈ It must have been half an hour or so, after the vampires, satisfied, had left, that Aymer finally emerged from his hiding spot. The place he hid was not too far from the safe haven he and his friends had. He spotted smoke, a large fire- The lad felt his heart drop as he ran towards the burning building, burning himself after attempting to go through flames to try and save whomever he could. But to no avail, he was too late. He acquired many scars that day, most of which faded with time, but the memory is still vivid in his dreams. ✧ Having trapped himself within the flames of his own betrayal, he was stuck and would likely soon perish in the flames, holding in his arms the half-burnt corpse of his lover, whom he held the hand of up to his face. Were it not for Ryuu Lellvyone, with Scale’s Swords at his side, who barged in to extinguish the flames, the youngling would surely have been dead. The horribly burnt and traumatized Aymer had to be forcefully dragged to safety, his fiancé’s hand having to be pried away from his face by means of the blade- which left a scar over his eye. Finally wrapped in a safety blanket, his wounds were then tended to. ◈ After this traumatic event, Aymer had no will to carry out much of anything without his now deceased fiance, and his beloved friends, he was lost without purpose. Ryuu took notice of it, and after seeing the lad so distraught, he offered the young Isldar the deal of training for the Scale’s Sword, so that he’d have one last chance at living. It is true that Aymer died the da his friends did, but the day he joined the Scaled Swords, he lived again. ✧ He spent the following years reversing his life, learning the art of discipline and attempting to put his life of crime past him by protecting those affected by his wrongdoings and contributing to society as a guard. This had a downside, however, is that he ended up becoming an absolutely stiff and akin to “an empty machine built for protection”. He followed his duties in extensive detail, fully indulging into the militaristic lifestyle. But it an upside, as it was around this time he found his faith within Frisit, and began worshipping her ever since with his fellow comrades. ◈ Aymer spent a good portion of time within his guard position in complete silence and solitude. Fighting his inner struggles and traumas by himself, without a single call for help from the outside world, he felt it best to conceal things at all costs. Absolutely terrified of human connections and relationships at this point, it would only be later in life that he’d stop seeing himself as an unlucky “black sheep”. His trauma still not yet healed, sometimes he’d see his friends silhouettes in the burnt down library he visited ever so often, not being able to let go of the horrible experience. ✧ The only sort of ‘relationships’ or interests he ended up harboring outside of his duties were with a few snow owls, that had made their nest in leftovers of the broken and mangled building. Which he then befriended and later trained to become messengers of sorts. This in turn earned his Fallen name as ‘Messenger of the Fallen’. This skill being used to send word of attack between keep to keep in warning to fellow kin, just as his friend had done in the past. ◈ As an older adult his post would change to protect the newest Isldar Priestess of the Lellvyone family within another keep inside the hold, the woman being keen on interacting with him but to no avail. After her surprising death and Phantasmal curse he was relocated to Regalia alongside her to assure the Priestess’s protection. Later with the death of Siora, after a period of self-reflection, he found himself a new purpose as co-leader of the Diplomats, serving under Taendross aswell as joining the violet ranks to start a healing process of the Isldar’s reputation within regalia, something Siora had tarnished during her priestesshood. ◈ Having now succeeded in their quest, the diplomats then later loosened up and disbanded for the time being. Frisit worship was also made legal once more thanks to their efforts, Aymer had taken a pledge along with a couple of fellow kin, he was free to practice his religion without risking receiving punishment and so were many others. "No reason not to continue, be the lakes no longer frozen, I flow for those who can’t."
Peer review, Isldar speak Sulvaley Elven now so best change that. In addition to that may want to put the racial cap in the body stat calculation.
Thanks! @TheVigilantWolf Also, was it you who reviewed this app before? if not feel free to ignore the tag!
Updated the proficiency section to reflect recent rp and the addition of hobby points changes are highlighted in blue @Caelamus
@Caelamus went through a massive overhaul as many of the sections needed updates to reflect ic changes in personalty the only thing that remains the same is the language section so I thought it might be okay to not highlight seeing as I'd have to highlight everything
@Caelamus on a row today, finally updated this aswell, to reflect the proficiency update I also changed modern altalar to a secondary parent language, lmk if that's not possible though and I can do some re-reworking on the prof spread if needed
