Player: [
Barock]
Name: Ara’nyus Fellblade
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance: Ara’nyus has an appearance that fits his personality. Bleak and harsh. He generally wears a long cape in a dark colour, black or purple normally. His hair was black, but over the years the colour has dulled and grey and become intertwined with it. The tunic he wears was made as more a weapon than armour, as one of Ara’nyus’ favoured tactics is to shoulder barge people. Lastly, the Legendary blade from which Ara’nyus derives the name Fellblade, never leaves his side.
Personality: Ara’nyus is a bleak seemingly cruel person. Though this is just a show, this is the version on himself he wants the world to see as many years ago his feelings were the cause of death (see history). He rarely laughs, the only smile ever to cross his face snide and mocking. He is not needlessly cruel, but after many battles he understands when a sacrifice HAS to be made and will make, no matter the cost. Ara’nyus has an incredibly long memory and tends to use it to hold grudges. There is a saying within the lands from which he comes ‘Those that cross the Fellblade are either very fast runners or very stupid’. Never once has one of his grudges not been ended with the death of the person who caused it.
Skills: Ara’nyus has remarkable skill with his blade, and there are many songs of him killing whole armies alone. Though these are of course exaggerated, he has been known to slaughter men in their hundreds in certain battles. He is also a great tactician and rarely looses a battle no matter hoe outnumbered he may be.
Weakness: Ara’nyus does not show compassion of any kind. Not because he can’t but because he is scared it will cost lives. This lack of compassion has often caused hatred and deaths among his men, as even the smallest offences are normally answered with death.
History: Ara’nyus was once a farm boy, his father had fought in a war in his youth, but the only weapon he had used for the past 25 years was a hoe and a plough. He was happy and looked to inherit his father’s farm when he grew older. He met a girl, Ari’nira and they fell in love. They were to be married and all was well. However one midsummer evening a bandit army attacked the farmstead, killing and capturing all they saw. Ara’nyus of course fought, being only a teen he was quickly downed, not before killing the bandit lord’s son however. The angry bandit tortured the boy, but to no avail. Eventually he gave up and was going to kill Ara’nyus, however on the way to the gallows Ara’nyus saw his bride to be. The look of longing between the young lovers was all the Bandit lord needed, he cut Ari’nira from the slave line and dragged her along with them. When they reached the gallows, to Ara’nyus’ horror the Bandit Lord secured the rope around Ari’nira’s neck instead. Ara’nyus roared and tried to break free of the bandit’s guards, but to no avail. In her last breath Ari’nira said ‘I love you’. The Bandit lord then released the young farm boy. Who fled in wailing back to his farmstead, now burnt and blackened. He took his fathers blade down from the wall and swore vengeance…
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