Appearance"My Word is My Bond"
Standing an impressive six feet and four inches tall and shoulders as broad as an oxen, Blaise is an intimidating human in size alone. Years within the Order, with its constant training and fighting, has made his body developed well toned muscles throughout his body, enough to rival some of the Akalak's within the Order.
Hair as black as ink used by the wizards of Sahova, with eyes as green as the deep bloodwood forest surrounding the Spires, and skin the same color of the parchment that is used to pass the orders within the Knighthood. Blaise looks every one of his thirty-one years; rough and aged. Often supporting a fair amount of black scruffiness on his jaw line, to someone who doesn’t know him, he would look like an angry older man, but to those that Blaise relaxes around, his appearance is that of a mentor, teacher, and father figure to some of the younger knights and squires.
Personality"All Men of Honor are Alone"
Blaise lives to serve and to honor his vows as a knight. A man of high honor, he would rather lose his own life than forsake his vows or tarnish his own honor. Blaise, being of the Stalinsa family, was raised around the Knighthood and being a knight is all he knows due to his upbringing.
Blaise is fair, honest, and attempts to do his job to the best of his ability. Citizens of the city, who have gotten to know Blaise, past his "Knight-Face" to find as a kind and caring person who cares for the citizens of the great city of Sylrias.
In battle Blaise is strong and fierce usually taking to the front lines wielding his mighty warhammer and delivering Sylirian justice with it.
History"We Guard the Way"
Being born of the Stalinsa family, the Knighthood and the Order are the only things Blaise has known in his life. Raised by one of the first families of the Sylrian Knight's put a lot of pressure on Blaise's shoulders as young boy. Also tutored and taught the proper ways of a knight, the laws of the city, and the many other customs that goes along with the position did not give a young boy much free time.
Becoming a page at age of seven, he was enlisted to an elder Akalak knight. During the following six years, Blaise learned the finer points of serving as a knight. Looking back Blaise would describe being a page as "glorified cabin boy" to an older knight. But on the same note, he learned many things as a page including manners and customs of the knights, more detailed knowledge of the on-goings of the Order, how to dress and act more like a knight, and one of the more valuable skills: the ability to speak and understand Tukant, the tongue of this Page-Knight.
At the age of thirteen, Blaise was inducted as a squire to a older human knight. Over the years Blaise hit growth spurt after growth spurt. Quickly growing and surpassing his fellow squires and then the knights above him. As he grew, he developed a love for hammers and maces over the standard swords that his compatriots normally choose to wield. During his squireship, Blaise learned martial skills, tactics, law, and more skills than he could ever list in writing.
The day came when he raised to the rank of Knight shortly before his twenty-first birthday. On this day he parents, provided him with the standard cloak, given to all members of the Stalinsa family. Wielding his hammer, he took the historical spot within the ranks of road guards of the knights. During this off time, Blaise and a few of the younger knights would spend their time some of the pubs and would attempt to learn flirt and catch the attention of the local Konti, who had made the city their home. In an attempt to impress the kontis, Blaises attempted to learn their language. Harder than he believed it would be, Blaise was able to learn a few chosen phases, enough to eventually earn a kiss or two every once in a while.
Now this point in his life, Blaise seeks to continue his family traditional position as guards of the city, to pass knowledge to younger Knights, and to protect his home from any and all threats.