Post by Sivantthon Maésial on Nov 20, 2010 19:59:05 GMT -5
ELVISH FORM
WHAT ARE YOU?
NAME
>>> Sivantthon Maésial
ALIAS
>>>Formally called Kallo Maésial and casually called Sivan or Siv.
GENDER
>>>Male
AGE
>>>29
ANIMAL FORM
>>>He changes form into a large spotted hyena who has red half-moon likes under it's eyes. This form has a white stripe that follows the entirety of his spine. Within his animal form he is about 3 feet high (to the shoulder) and about 5.4 feet in length.
RANK
>>> Kallo
CLASS
>>>Rogue
WHO ARE YOU?
PERSONALITY
>>> Sivan is very quiet. He is masterful at fighting and can often be a bit cold when he fights. He is very much adverse to humans, finding them to be low vermin rather than equals. Sivan has a rather cocky attitude at times and can be very conceited about his skill and his status.
There are times when Sivan is less uptight and vain and can be rather likable, but the times when he shows this side are few and far between. Instead he often shows a womanizing jerk with a knack of getting into trouble. Many women would want to be with him but doesn't really have the patience to stay with one woman, adding to his visage of being a womanizer. Though Sivan is not in the army he does fight at times and is very auspicious towards hunting and can often be found, in either his animal form or normal form, hunting in the woods.
APPEARANCE
>>> Sivan is 5'3" tall, which is very tall in elven standards. He has grey-green eyes that are rather dull and almost sultry looking. His hair is always short cut normally ending around his ears. His hair is black and often scraggly. Sivan would easily be considered one of the most handsome men within the elvish society. His physical build is very strong and muscular and his body is rather thin due to much of his time hunting and running. He has a very confident gait and always walks with an air of superiority. He has a lot of scars along his arms and many on his hands.
Sivan mostly wears a flexible armor made of leather with some small metal inlays. Underneath is armor (which covers his chest, shoulders, knees, lower thighs, shins and fore arms.) he wears a black shirt that is rather well fitting that only goes down to his elbows, he also wears looser fitting brown pants. He wears well fitting leather boots that are very worn to the point where the leather is very soft and flexible. He also wears fingerless gloves made of the same soft and well worn leather that his boot are. His gloves reach halfway up his forearm and go under his armor.
HISTORY
>>> Sivantthon grew up in the city. He lived not to far from the palace where the Bereth and her family had lived. He had lived with his parents until he was about sixteen when his parents were killed by a gang of humans.
They had gone on a vacation to a glen that was revered for it's beauty. The Humans had been following his family for quite some time and chose them as a target for violence against the elves. The humans had jumped out on them when they weren't aware and had killed them when their backs were turned to the forests edge. Sivan was far enough way from the forests edge to not be struck by the humans first assault. He ran away from the group of attackers but was caught in the arm by a knife. He ran all the way back to the city in his Hyena form and was found by a family friend, bloodied and disheveled from running.
He lived with this family until he was twenty when he moved out and began traveling, and hunting down the humans that killed his parents. As he traveled his skill in fighting increased and he became more nimble and self sufficient, hunting for his own food and surviving on his own. During this time he also began to get bitter and reserved when it came to battle, gaining the mentality that he was not killing a living thing when it came to humans and that it was okay to kill them. Sivan was successful in hunting down the six humans who killed his own family but it took seven years to track them down and kill them all. When it came to the leader of the group, who was also the one who gave him the scar on his upper right arm, he killed him slowly in a fashion that would sicken all and any who wasn't already hardened to battle as he was.
For the next year Sivan had slowly made his way back to the elven capital city, taking odd jobs here and there for assassinations, mercenary jobs, and hunting. For the last year before the demon rising Sivan had lived in the outskirts of the city and had become close with the royal family, rising in status to the rank of Kallo.
When the demons made their first move on the elves, Sivan had been hunting in the woods and was ambushed by a pack of demons. This encounter gave him his first taste of demon battle. They were ruthless and unrelenting, clawing and scratching, biting and using strange powers, some of which were strange others which were elemental like fire. The most notable was a demon who controlled ice. It was deathly fast and froze any being that got in it's way, sometimes obliterating it with sharp weapons that streamed out behind it. He tried to fight it but it was unconcerned by him and flew past him in a blur of white and black.
After the first few days of the uprising word reached him that the Bereth had lost her family to the attack of a demon. It had made him sick that a demon could have gotten so close to the epicenter of the elven race as to be able to kill the Aran and Ernil. He swore from then on to kill any demon that he came across, with no mercy. His human hunting had to be put on hold for now.
[/size][/blockquote][/font]
