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    did ninja back out? I remember 'em asking about picking Anissa back up
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    He PM'd me saying he wanted. To do something different, unless he meant that character as well as Anissa.

    So then Leowyn remains available, Anissa is TBD.
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    can i have a minor magical item? Basically it's a small puzzlebox, made of laquered wood painted black and gold and depending on how you open it....

    it unfolds into different musical instrument.

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    Eh, just select a couple instruments you have in your repertoire.

    And Ninja is still playing Anissa. Proper change to PSA made.
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    Name: Su

    Titles or Ranks:

    Race: Half-High Elf/Human

    Nationality: Xi’an (of the Rift Sea island Xi’an)

    Age: 16 (Appears mid teen years of age)

    Appearance:

    Spoiler: Appearance 


    Su’s appearance upon eyes is beautiful and only strange when it comes to the truth of who he is. A being of half-fae and have Rifer, his skin is almost as white as the moon but touched with a yellowish hue that harkens back to his High-Elf blood. The color of his ample hair is of a powdery white blonde, tied in coiled rows of braided hair neatly held to rest at the upper back of his head. Stray bangs distract from the orderly style, thin bits of hair falling past his diminutively pointed Half-Elven ears to his waist.

    Su’s face has been either blessed or cursed to be strange to any male charm, a feminine presentation unmistakably attractive: large round eyes of mint green, small lips wide and ripe, a small nose bridge to a soft yet dominate nose that centers his square and small visage he has been compelled to carry the beauty of the fae in a way that might seem unnatural to the human world.

    Su 4’8’’ growing body is covered layers of garments of the caravan people: a short vest of mutable dark greens and browns, buttoned once at the sternum, fastened by a brown sash belt above the belly button; orange agate stones line diagonally with the outer skirt layering the gray garment in jagged and decorative pieces of stone. The opening of the embellished skirt is open at the knees from the left, exposing a dark green pair of cloth pants loosely fitting his figure but cuffed at his ankles.

    Black latchet shoes keep his feet warm, but they are dirtied with mud. His shoulders and arms are covered with a lengthy royal purple shawl that spans from side to side of his body with the optional use of it as a hood and tassels of black feathers extend from the hemline.

    His slender arms are lavishly covered in bracelets of jade, silver, and cultural beads of his Xi’an heritage. Su holds close to him a dark wooden flute that has an orange tied cloth around the end of the instrument. A Xi’an courtesan is marked with a tattoo of a louts where her most sensitive body part is. When colored in it indicates she has finished her education. For Su, they placed the tattoo behind his right ear, a marker of his education but it remains uncolored, the petals the tones of his flesh.

    Weapons: Su’s only weapon is a small dagger he keeps hidden in the folds his sash.

    Creed: “A place of belonging and stability should never be forsaken”

    Personality: Su, coming from a past of being punished racially and personally has no pride in his genetic background. What it has led to, his unusual graces, has been baleful and yet his greatest means of connecting with others. What he has been forced to be is who he knows himself, the eternal travel of his budding life helped him wizen more to the world and covet things they wandered past.

    Left to be introspective, Su often falls back on the one thing he knows he wants: a grounded home and unbreakable place of belonging. His charisma from his looks, and his social skills have rounded out by his exposure to the half-blooded caravan gives him ability to maintain conversation with many walks of life. For now, he is more comfortable around those of half-races but even the aversion to pure breed people bothers his acceptance of himself. It disrupts his ambitions of relating and bonding. His mindset and morality are more flexible because of his condemning from a young age and because of his traveling years growing up. Morality is relative to where one is and who one is with. The lack of stability has left him little chance to be certain on anything and frequently he lives one day at a time: no plans made ahead. And because of this impromptu life, Su finds no respect or agreeance with anyone who brakes their trust with others. Because of his upbringing Su will time to time ask questions or do small tricks to ‘test’ someone’s trustworthiness.

    Cut off from manhood and becoming a man, Su does not see himself either as a man or as a woman: something in between but something indescribable. If he’s led to think himself as a ‘wounded man’ it pulls his strings of sanity and spirals him down to depression or even rage.

    High Elves fascinate him in a deep pull of nostalgia. But in his eyes they are not his kin.

    Skills and Talents:

    Spoiler: Courtesan Training 


    Spoiler: Sleight of Hand & Dagger Use 


    Spoiler: Life on the Road 


    Spoiler: Half-High Elven Boons 


    Banes:

    Spoiler: Castration & Leaking Jing/Sacral Chakra 


    Spoiler: Unusualness 


    Spoiler: Distrusting 


    Spoiler: Half-High Elven Banes 


    History:

    Su’s birth was the union of the world’s two most unlikely to ever meet. Kierana Orndacil (Starsong in common) was truly the only High Elf scouring Haelorin and be pulled away from the seclusion and racial company of her High-Elven others in Valorin. Kierana was a mage attempting to studying The Rift Sea first hand to study echoing details of The Shattering. Through these echoes Kierana hoped to achieve greater academic knowledge of the event and perhaps begin to find ways to undo the process – or at least restore the immortality of her people. She boldly risked coming out to the mortal world, often keeping her features cloaked or hidden as she traveled the continents to come.

    Ryuu was an ousted katana master. Turning just twenty-four by the time his life with Master Takeshi ended. The Ryujin warlord always preferred his Asen’shi wild and feral in their dealings: Master Takeshi known for his men to be weapons of terrorism among the conflicting territories. This taught behavior of enacting all of one’s rage and all of their brutality into every situation commanded by Warlord Takeshi has been the sole reason the Ryujin had lost so many of his Asen’shi for failure: Ryuu another in the line of those. Ryuu botched a trade deal between Warlord Takeshi and Drake Powder businessman Mohunid of Hrusilam. By trying to intimidate and press Mohunid, the tradesman knew his goods were precious and valuable – his nation only on the rise economically. And so he snubbed Ryuu and by extension any trade with Warlord Takeshi. Put to the challenge of either committing honorable suicide or exile from Ryujin, Ryuu chose to leave.

    Kierana and Ryuu converge on a very traditional and esoteric island of Xi’an. The island known for their qi practices and courtesans, the connection to the mind and body of some innate life magic drew Kierana while Ryuu came by circumstance of this island rather than another. Here, after all her journey Kierana uncloaked herself among the island and its large city – generating uncertainty. Her demeanor to humans was oddly respectful, enough for her to be welcome but not entirely with open arms.

    Her wandering and study of Xi’an was a fatal mistake, Ryuu did not delay to exercise his rage and broken passions on a woman he hardly saw equal of his own people’s lives. Kierana’s naiveite was exactly what allowed her to be whisked away to the island’s forests – and what left her wrecked and destroyed whole heartedly some hours later. This exchange of abuse was the only meeting Kierana and Ryuu had as the High Elf spent her time on Xi’an in fear and avoiding of him – losing her optimistic view of humans the further the Xi’an people did little to reprimand Ryuu other a formal slap on the wrist.

    Kierana’s very obscure way of travel from Xi’an back to Valorin inhibited her of quick escape of the island and was forced to make peace with what had happened to her in the open wild for a year. In this time her stomach grew, her baby boy was born and Kierana struggled for three months in a debate to keep this child or not. She refused to name him in fear of bonding. Her and her child were clearly talk of the island, her only nonjudgmental companionship being the Qi Masters who found it trivial. Undervaluing her assault, but not overtly criticizing her for it, Kierana abandoned her child to the elder men, took her notes she had gathered from the two years being through Rift Sea island, and rode the yearly boat from Ryujin to northern Eresia.

    Gone, her son was named Su by the Qi Masters. A discarded name, bland, if only to give him a name to be called by it was not a choice made out of love. And the Half-High Elf was passed back to Ryuu who first took Su as some sort of desperate way to redeem himself. The oddities between him and his Half-High Elven child riled him and disturbed him, his own behaviors were erratic and anger driven. Before Su was even four the boy was accustomed to his father being absent for a day, a night, or frequently forgotten on the mud roads of Xi’an’s market. Su was openly known as the discarded child and his father known as the degenerate who lack temperance. This woeful combination became the driving thing that pulled them apart. Su’s existence only propelled the deadly katana warrior’s worst flaws. Ryuu’s misconduct once again branded him for exile and Ryuu left the Rifters entirely to new lands of Haelorin.

    Su lost all the family he knew, thrown under the wing of the Qi Masters as indifferent caretakers. Qi Master Weisheng was chief in the group to stare at the boy with suspicion. Seeing the energetic fusion of naive arrogance and fury – he was bound to be a threat and endangerment to the Xi’an people if he grew to a man. Racism and stigma of Ryuu’s behavior left a foul enough taste in the others to help them see the wisdom in Qi Master Weiseng’s viewpoints. They did not murder the now five-year-old boy, but they ensured that this man they feared he’d become would be an impossibility.

    Carrying out the aging practice of castration, Su was made a eunuch. And when his grievous wounds stopped bleeding the chakra of his loins was blocked, spinning the energy of his sacral chakra out of his body and not inward: hemorrhaging whatever sexual male potency that could ever come to flourish. Qi Master Weiseng had to ensure Su’s domestication was ingrained and Xi’an values taught to the wayward boy. The touch of High-Elven heritage gave him the promise of beauty he could see coming with age, it gave Su entry to the Courtesan Collage of The Rift Sea. It rested on Xi’an and was an elite institution to the art of energetic, spiritual, mindful and bodily arousal and release. Six was his year of entry, the boy among Rifter girls, his looks kept him in comparison but it was known his gender differences.

    He learned a splash of academics, ways to beautify himself and converse with this beauty. Touch was introduced to the teachings and he was taught alongside his growing female peers. His body could be seen for quiet ridicule, but the growing generation was all dealing with erotic and educational touch in their own ways. For Su who receive and gave in rooms of mirrors to understand the facets of what he was to become. Su’s detachment to sexuality made him an excellent objective student. He learned because he didn’t know what else to do with his life and the majority of his memories were within the collage. It was the part of him he had control of and the need to show his peers he was worthy of respect pushed him to succeed. He dulled the erotic parts of his education as merely an act as all things were acts, actions. The college didn’t raise them with taboo of sexuality and he did not pick it up himself.

    He did notice the teachers’ hands never fell between his legs. A strange sort of treatment compared to his female peers who were fully educated on the experiences of their bodies. At ten years old he was debating between it being a stigma of who he was or simply because he would never feel what they did. Often the Half-High Elf stared at his peer’s erotically charged faces with a leering look of tension and pondering.

    When puberty was beginning in the girls Su’s own body started a small transformation itself. The High Elven legacy and the Qi Master’s twist of his qi from masculine to feminine changed Su into a bright haired beauty: a blooming sunflower among the traditional dark haired females of the Rifters. He was becoming something exciting, exotic, and despised. At twelve Su realized what he was to become here wouldn’t give him the solution to the ache he was feeling in his chest. His peers cared to not only be neutral to him but loathe him for his blooming looks. His teachers became harsher with higher expectations he struggled to meet: the collage turned against him the older he was getting. And if it was indicative of his future in Xi’an, he feared for his life.

    The use of his diplomatic and charming skills was his tool to sneak from Xi’an to Ryujin. On board trade ship the men he conversed with told him of the half-blooded caravan passing through the main island. Su could be as charming and beautiful as he wished but it’d always be apparent he was a half-blood. Intended as a subtle threat or latent racism, Su saw it as his chance of real escape before the guards of Xi’an could fish through Ryujin and force him back.

    Ryujin held the caravan at the harbor. A large trade ship held a few dozen people, each mixes of creeds and backgrounds Su hadn’t even seen before: all a mystery. Desperately the twelve-year-old ran to the Ryujin harbor and met Regina Dunbas, the makeshift leader of this particular traveling half-blood caravan. She was a Dwarf woman who took one look up and down Su and brought him into her ship without a question.

    He came to know her as a comedian, a sharp shooter and a story collector who loved the odd things of this world to share with others in storytelling. Regina’s caring of Su came from this bond, a strange young thing in need of intervention. Regina’s son was Dwarf Half-Orc and Regina’s greatest sacrifice: her loving of her child cost her the home she once had. The leading purebred among a loose band of halves, Su learned a broader spectrum of the world from her: a lot of people did not have home and did not fit in. It never comforted him during the nights among the traveling ship, it only spurred an uncomfortable restlessness that charged quietly through his chest. His social life became Regina, acquaintances of the other half breeds and his greatest friend was her son Fimbur – a stalky green skinned Dwarf with a bulging build of muscles and rows of teeth. He didn’t look friendly but his appearance was not aligned with who he was. A strange kinship formed around that between Su and Fimbur. They grew up together as they crossed the Rift Sea and traveled across the sands of Hrusilam.

    Su only became more beautiful and adorned himself in the garbs of the nomadic people. Fimbur and Regina had a tendency to shower him with jewelry they found along their paths or got for a bargain when Regina haggled in the markets. Regina only insisted more and more that he never leave the caravan, she believed his charms and his unusual ways would be the death of him in the larger world. Watching Su grow from twelve to sixteen the Dwarf’s heart had come to see him as a strange part of her troop and tribe.

    The Half-High Elf youth and expanding pit in his heart could hear her words but not listen. The caravan wasn’t the life he wanted either. It was a better means of existing, but it wasn’t sating what he needed. An optimist at times, Regina directed the caravan through Hrusilam to Sonnengard. It was rumored the city was having an open celebration of The Fading Festival and Regina wanted to let her people explore and be a part of the larger world inside. While scornfully aware her son wouldn’t be allowed in she pushed Su to go in, explore. But her warning was even stronger: stay near the half-blooded and come back by the night’s end.

    Su faces Sonnegard, the steely heart of the North.


    Lore & Miscellaneous Character Information:

    Spoiler: Xi'an Courtesans 


    Regina's Troop

    Spoiler: Regina Dunbas 


    Spoiler: Fimbur Dunbas 


    Spoiler: Alfo 


    Spoiler: Kalio 




    People of Su's Past

    Spoiler: Ryuu 


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    Spoiler: RP Sample: 
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    Spoiler: Memorable Quotes 

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    Accepted and added to the cast, Mink.




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    Name: Aerilaya Starsong
    Titles or Ranks: Seeker
    Race: High Elf
    Nationality: Valorin
    Age: 289 (appears 24)
    Appearance: Aerilaya is tall and fair of skin, as most of her race - with a mystical loveliness that puts common beauties to shame. She has long lustrous white hair as pure as starlight, which tumbles around her elongated ears and falls about her shoulders, reaching her upper chest. She does not tie it back, nor style it - but it is often windswept due to the nature of her magical abilities. Her high cheekbones and unblemished skin make her an exquisite sight to behold, but she exudes power and mystery as much as she exudes beauty. Her lips are pale, and her eyes bright like blue diamonds. Slender of body, she stands at 5’10, with slim arms and delicate hands. Even her nails are perfectly shaped, and she has the look of one who has not been involved in much strenuous activity. She dresses in elegant robes of azure and white, also favouring a long cloak, sky blue, trimmed with pale gold, and decorated with scrollwork of the same colour. Upon the finger closest to her thumb is a ring of starmetal set with a sapphire. This acts as her magical focus.

    Weapons: N/A

    Creed: "The power of knowledge belongs only to those with the wisdom to control it."
    Spoiler: Personality 


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    Spoiler: Banes 


    Spoiler: Biography 


    Spoiler: Writing Sample 


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    Aerilaya's Retinue


    Spoiler: Therian  


    Spoiler: Sindral 
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    Hey hey Storm, after a bit of deliberation with my cobackground creators, we kinda figured that having each of them playing a different one of Laya's guards, while cool in theory, would be really impractical. Is it okay if I just manage them as minor sidecharacters and Laya's little escort?

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    this isn't going to affect what I write, but how is Bisexuality viewed in the world?

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