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Sorian

Postby Sorian on December 28th, 2009, 10:45 am

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Stories and legends have always been plentiful in the intensely volatile world of Mizahar; word passes by quickly with each traveler’s story like a contagious disease, and often this grows more potent with every mouth that it passes with, until all that is left is a twisted aberration of its own truth. There could be no greater truth than this. Still, some legends and tales survive into becoming tradition, and eventually tradition manifests itself as a great culture, symbolic of the time tested fortitude of what truly is, and what truly should be.

One of the greatest and most unchanging legends in the world concerns the warrior race of the Akalak, long held in the highest regard as the fiercest warriors to ever walk the plains of Cyphrus. It can be said that no trace of their culture had died even with the infamous Valterrian, for among the various races populating the great wilds of the sundered continent of Mizahar, the verdant blue hues of the Akalak’s visage still towers proudly at the very center of warrior fame and lore. Continuing to be feared and yet respected, these warriors serve their disciplined ways with the utmost fervor, denying themselves the terrifying comforts which remain lodged discreetly within their souls..

Rare are the times when the valiant Akalak fall prey to their literal inner demons, for almost all of their lives has been spent in an earnest attempt to fight back the darkness which their race had inherited from their wickedly volatile mother, the night goddess Akajia. Their ways silently bear witness to this cross which their inner sanctums must suffer for the duration of their lives, and truly the rigid and stoic ways that stem from these attempts can be of great distaste to others. While most of their number adheres to this doctrine, there has been a select few who have indeed fallen on the wayside, consumed by the eternal night that harbors shelter in their souls.

When these evils do unsheathe themselves, they turn the normally kind and honorable Akalak into the worst—and deadliest—of fiends. Their unmatched athleticism and strength turn into gigantic maws of death, and their dreary and lucid eyes burn with hellfire that see no bounds in what acts they can perpetrate. Some people have called the sight of a possessed Akalak to be the bringers of the ‘most beautiful and savage deaths ever known’. And this unbridled bloodlust never does end, even when the hostilities do. They swamp the Akalak’s soul with even more sorrow, even more despair, even more hate, which in turn fuels the already scalding darkness into twisting even further into pure madness.

This is the bane of the Akalak, a fate which most of them try to avoid at all costs. This however, would be the story of one of those who had lived in it, one who has grown to adapt in the insatiable hunger for fear and destruction that their ancient night-mother had bestowed. Fusing the discipline of father Wysar to the primeval void of mother Akajia into a lethal and ruthless machine of chaos, the true results of the Akalak primogenitors’ interbreeding manifests at last, in the fate of the ancient and tragic Sorian and his dark half Navis, known to all as the Tormentor.


Character Concept

Sorian was originally a member of the Akalaks’ most elite hunters, borne of the union of a mighty Akalak warrior named Sandrus and a beautiful human woman named Rosarian who died giving birth to him. Owing to the careful grooming of his proud father he grew up to be a splendid physical specimen himself, passing the coming of age ritual at the age of 10.

The greater part of his first 100 years passed by without much fanfare, if not for the strange fact that by the time that he was nearly 70 the dual personality which was inherent in every Akalak had not manifested fully yet. It was not until he was nearing 90 that the as of yet nameless other half bloomed within him, and the other personality was very disturbing for everyone around him – it seemed to possess little intelligence, was far more violent and sadistic than most other ‘dark’ Akalak halves, and craved for a kind of freedom which was basically taboo in their society. The elders in their society tried to communicate with this dark half, but they were often met with a physical brutality that compelled them to contain and even harm Sorian.

Much of the last 30 years he spent in Riverfall was mired in controversy and reclusion; he began to lose the prominence that he had earned for himself, and could often be seen retreating to solitude within his mountainside home by the great waterfall. To pass the time by, he took to writing a diary that noted down the things which happened everyday with him; how the ‘monster’ side of him continued to grow more and more powerful and forceful within him; the eerie black voices that he began to hear in his head during his sleep. There was scarcely a friend who aided him through his realizations, until he met the love of his life, Karnelia.

The beautiful human maiden was one of the most highly regarded females in Riverfall, a lady who was met with adulation and flowers everytime she went to the temple to pray to the patrons of the city. Much like most of the females in Riverfall, she was a victim of slavery who was rescued by Akalak protectors from the Zith. In her particular case, it was a temporarily reinstated Sorian that saved her life, and her kindness and beauty instantly captivated him. For the next ten years he passively courted her, eventually winning her hand despite whispers that he was not the most suitable candidate to sire her a child.

On the first night of their wedding, as they were consummating their love for each other, the dark one within Sorian awakened, and the resulting event changed his life forever. He lost complete control of himself, and with his hands the dark one murdered Karnelia, brutally beating her almost to death before choking the life out of her. When Sorian came to his senses, Karnelia was already dying in his arms, meeting his betrayal with a weak smile and parting words that would sear his mind forevermore.

Driven almost to insanity by his actions, the broken and tormented Akalak fled Riverfall in shame and overwhelming grief, retreating to the grasslands, constantly hounded by the darkness which he refused to accept as a part of him along each inch of the way. There he attempted to fight himself, struggling with his overbearing sorrow and his self-hatred in an effort to tame himself. However the darkness proved to be far more willful than he, and there were many cases when it totally consumed him and wrought havoc on the sea of grass, committing countless murders and cannibalistic acts, devouring people and animals alike on the hunt. The Akalaks were unable to catch him, nor were they able to tame him either; deciding that they could not harm him even though he had grown beyond control, they placed a bounty on his capture, decreeing that to kill him would be to risk the wrath of Riverfall’s guardians. Thus he remained free and wild, the scourge of the sea of grass for the next century, a legend in Cyphrus history.

Eventually his story became a lesson for all Akalaks to take caution and to never be complacent when it came to the dark side within.

Character



Sorian

ImageOnce famous for being a kind yet valiant and honorable representation of his race, Sorian had become a true tragic twist of not only his former self, but of all his people. There is a great sadness that is apparent in every bit of him; the way he carries himself; how unselfish he is; in his voice; in his actions. While Akalaks are famous for being stoic and discreet in their ways, Sorian had taken these traits to a whole new level. Having been consumed, regurgitated, and then consumed by his darkness time and time again has given him a more or less withdrawn unsociable personality. He almost never talks, especially in his darker moods, and is given to saying but one or two words when he does. He is often docile and meek, and tries to keep to himself at all times. He has retained his personal bravery, but it borders on suicidal at times, and is prone to hurting himself to spare others of trouble. When roused to anger, he never immediately reverts to being Navis, but tries his best to ward the opponent away by threatening or warning him, diligently trying to spare him a gruesome death.

He speaks in broken lines that outline his feral nature, though during rare moments of clarity he’d be able to talk in smooth flowing lines unhindered by his pains. It is of a rich baritone quality, the kind which women can find seductive at one point, annoying on the other. His movements are often sluggish and lazy, walking as if he is always drunk and dizzy. Thinking is not his strong suit, but he possesses a distinctive brand of wisdom which the years had not denied him. He is also tender and gentle, especially when it comes to dealing with Kavala, the new love of his life.

Though he was not born into riches or great prominence in their society, he was always highly regarded among his peers because of his physical beauty and his purple skin – a rarity for a race which usually sported azure and dark tones. He was very gentle and unselfish to a fault, often giving up on the things he liked so that others may benefit from them. Furthermore, espite the fact that he was very brave and very powerful in the thick of danger, he was not arrogant or particularly proud of his achievements, always low key and unassuming. This humility drew people’s attention on him all the time.



Navis

ImageNavis, on the other hand, is a beast, a veritable demon in himself. Sporting an almost untamed malice and fury, he is a self-proclaimed monster who possesses no love for anything save himself, his crazed lust for blood, and his Kelvic bondmate Mao. He is the more calculating, keen and sensitive personality, often able to read people's moods without the necessity of repeating. Navis is also very snarky, cocky, witty and always very sarcastic or scathing when it comes to conversations, never hesitating for a moment to relish a good taunt towards the one talking to him.. His movements are more refined and precise than his other half’s, though it is still in a rather hulking and threatening posture.

Unlike Sorian, Navis possesses no speech impediments, speaks in quick succession, and never hesitates to say what he has in his mind. His intellect, however, is often wasted on words that are provoking and sometimes downright stupid and insensitive. Also very much worthy of notice is the way he deals with his victims; he often torments them, rending them piece by piece, limb for limb, until the bloody screams or cries stop spilling out into the open air. He delights in ravishing even the dead, paying no heed to any sort of restraint or doctrine of goodness. He basks in dominance over Sorian, and is especially strong during the night, when he is free to prowl the forests and plains of Cyphrus like a swift plague, bringing a hideous death to all he can catch.

He is self-preserving in every sense of the word, though his sense of arrogance will sometimes deny this as false. He would rush headlong into battle against any threat, whether it be male or female, living or undead, strong or weak. Still he is not beyond employing tactics: he was known to have been highly intelligent during his past, and what makes him so good at what he does is partly because he takes time to think over every move he is going to make, and how his opponent will react to it. Even when locked in the depths of madness he displays he remains precise and efficient, which earned him the terrifying sobriquet, the Tormentor.

Even though he is supposedly the stronger and more evil personality, Navis retains a ‘good’ side all of his own. He can be tolerant and patient at times, especially when it came to his bondmate Mao, and would be willing to lay down his life to protect her from harm. It is this love for her that had forced him to try and get along with Sorian—even though it is because of his irrational fear that the other side might take revenge on him by killing her. —only to find out how quickly he can revert back to the dominant evil within him. He would quickly be overcome at the smallest ounce of stress and lash out at those whom he had confessed his anguish to but moments before, the bitter cold returning to his momentarily warm lips once more. It is said however, that beauty and music can pacify his restless spirit in infinite degrees, but this remains speculative.


Similarities

Perhaps the most obvious similarity between the two is the fact that they both have cherished ones of their own; Sorian loves Kavala, the konti who had taken care of him and given him hope; Navis in turn loves Mao, the fiery, feisty and savage Jaguar kelvic he met in the sea of grass not long after they had been taken residence in Sanctuary. Both of them are extremely protective and jealous individuals, though Navis is far more pronounced and bold when it comes to expressing it.

They share the ability to read each other due to the shared consciousness which they possess, but this is not necessarily a good thing at times. Both possess a loathing for the other; Sorian for the killing of Kavala and the century of suffrage for it, Navis for Sorian’s refusal to acknowledge him as a separate entity and for his measure of immaturity.

Being an Akalak, Sorian and his other half revel in battle and honing his/their skills, but his is much more simple and unusual than the normal body toning and conditioning exercises which the present day’s warriors employ. He trains his body by engaging in direct combat to the death with any kind of foe from any kind of race or breed. A customary activity for him would be hunting Glassbeaks all on his own, a feat usually considered to be difficult for normal Akalaks.

Having used to be a good miner in his own right during friendlier days, Sorian often goes out of his usual ways to collect precious stones to keep with him for awhile, eventually discarding them when he has grown fonder of other stones. It is a hobby that Navis had curiously grown fond of as well. He has developed some measure of skill in it himself, but is much more abusive and abrasive when it comes to handling.


Appearance

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Birthday & Age : 301 AV (209 yrs old)
Gender: Male
Eye color: Deep blue
Hair color: Faded blue / black
Weight: 265 - 300 lbs
Height: 6'9

Famous in Akalak society for being hard to find in the wilderness of Cyphrus, Sorian’s appearance has become the subject of many rumors, for he had rarely been seen since he had gone on his self-imposed exile a hundred years prior. Before his descent into darkness, Sorian was as handsome as an Akalak could be: with smooth purple skin, lucid purple eyes and messy purple hair, he had been called the ‘Purple Prince’ by his peers and admirers. Truly there had been some amount of jealousy directed by other Akalaks upon Sorian; rare as it was to even persuade women to stay in Riverfell, when they do they normally would swoon over him, ignoring all of the other men in the city. Nonetheless his gentle and princely appearance had bestowed upon him great love from both men and women alike.

Towering at 6’9, with a complexion much paler than that of most his brethren, Sorian currently exhibits a very weathered appearance for an Akalak, quite a contrast to the usually magnificent specimens to be found in Riverfall. His hair is always long, unkempt and filthy, with the formerly black color having turned into a pale shade of azure from an entire century’s worth of exposure to chlorines in plant matter. While the features on his face remain quite handsome, they seem more haunting than anything else, symbolic of the powerful emotions trapped within him. The large, sleepy eyes on his face, deep blue in color, always appear as if they’re in a trance, looking away like they’re totally unaware of anyone within his immediate periphery. When he’s conversing with people he often appears trapped in some distant memory, even though he remains acutely sensitive to what transpires around him. The bridge of his nose –which has never been broken despite decades of fighting– remains beautiful and elegant, still very much proportionate to his thin lips and sad, down-turned mouth.

Huge, bulging muscles line the contours of his bulk, and angry veins can often be seen popping and dancing in grotesque outlines. He seems to be in constant state of pain, as his speech impediment shows, and moves in a hulking, hunched manner that presents him to casual onlookers as a slow, lumbering fool. In addition to having disproportionately large arms and a sprawling chest seemingly made of stone, he has thousands of battle scars lining every part of his body.

As Navis, he takes on a more aggressive, barbaric and savage appearance. His hardened face starts to parade the madness of a fiend or rabid wolf, often bristling and showing his sharpened teeth in a menacing, frightful manner. His eyes, in a strange and perplexing change of tune, would grow much darker in color, the deep blue solidifying into a jet-black that could mirror people’s images back to them. How this physiological evolution took place in him is still unknown at the current time, and both personalities remain somewhat unaware of it. It adds to the terror which Navis can sow in his opponents, as well as to the enjoyment he gets from their varied reactions.

In contrast to Sorian’s hunched movements, Navis moves about by means of stalking, seeking to minimize the noises he’d make to increase the chances of a successful ambush. His hands would often be raised along both sides, as if he’s wading across thin air, ready to grasp and press at anything with both inhuman strength and precision. He also uses the balls of his feet exclusively, instead of his counterpart’s flat-footedness, giving out the overall impression of a demonic predator.


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Re: Sorian

Postby Sorian on December 29th, 2009, 5:27 am



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Skills
Skill Name Skill Points Exp gained
Unarmed Combat 36 Points +6
Wilderness Survival 10 Points +0
Running 12 Points +2
Tracking 6.5 Points +6.5
Jewel Crafting 5 Points +0
Storytelling 1 Point +1
Horseback Riding 3 Points +3
Dagger 1 Point +1
Rhetoric 5 Points +5
Medicine 1 Point +1
Interrogation 4 Points +4
Seduction 2 Points +2
Hunting 2 Points +2
Teaching 6 Points +6
Carpentry 1 Point +1
Animal Husbandry 1 Point +1
Intimidation 1 Point +1
Tactics 1 Point +1
Persuasion 1 Point +1

 
Languages and Lores
Language: Tukant (Fuent)
Language: Common (Fluent)
Language: Pavi (Smattering)
Lore - How Akalaks descend into madness (Starting package)
Lore – Akajia the Night mother
Lore - Konti (Gained from RP)
Lore - The Nature of a Kelvic (Gained from RP)
Lore - Pleasures of the Female Body (Gained from RP)
Lore - Kelvic Nonding (Gained from RP)
Lore - The Anguish of Love (Gained from RP)
Lore - Lost (Gained from RP)
Lore - Bestiality with a Jaguar(awarded for reminiscing on the act)
Lore - Worrying for Mao
Lore - Avoiding the Group
Lore - A Silent Helper
Lore - Appearances in Life Can Be Deceiving
Lore - The Complications Horses Bring While Working
Lore - Language Barriers and Working to Overcome Them
Lore - Optimism in the New Day
Lore - What the Hell Did Kavala Just Say?
Lore - Learning the Basics of Pavi
Lore - Having Fun in Lessons
Lore - Going Pronunciations in Pavi
Lore - The Subconscious Slip of Words
Lore - Pained Emotions Over Where They Stand
Lore - Learning Kavala’s Situation
Lore - Solemn Pledge
Lore - Nikkali's Gnosis (Ranurii)
Lore - Finding your Bondmate
Lore- Despair of the Lost Connection
Lore: Konti Pestering
Lore: Keeping Wanted Things from Others

 
Equipment
Damaged Lakan – This is Sorian’s most prized possession, created for him when he passed his coming of age ritual. Sorian rarely uses this now that he has grown to become a better unarmed fighter than an armed one, instead keeping it away for use in the direst of situations. More than anything else, this blade symbolizes Sorian’s weathered and despoiled soul and character.

Ruined Boots – Sorian’s boots, nearly half a century old. Looted from a human corpse found in a Glassbeak lair. Sorian almost never wears them because they provide no amount of heat or comfort due to their state. But he keeps them all the same.

Scraggly coat – An old coat, also half a century old. Taken from a slain bandit.

Old bottle – Sorian uses this to collect water from nearby brooks.

Run down cottage – Despite being savage in nature, Sorian retains most of the necessities which Akalaks—or any sentient being in particular—needs. He found an abandoned cottage deep in the mountain calderas around Suva and had decided to call it his.


 
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Re: Sorian

Postby Sorian on January 21st, 2010, 10:19 am

General Information :
1. What is your Name?
Sorian: My name is Sorian, but…
Navis: My name is Navis. That Konti woman we’re living with gave it to me, since my supposed ‘original’ didn’t have the brains to name me anything. Brainless fool.

2. Do you go by a nickname or pet name?
Sorian: All… Flattery aside, my peers used to call me the ‘Purple Prince’. This is… No longer the case however.
Navis: Tormentor. That’s the name I went by for a hundred years… And you’d better be sure to remember it.

3. How old are you?
Sorian: 209 years. 100 years of peace, 109 of torture.
Navis: 109, but what stupid fool would even care to count that?

4. What is your height?
Sorian: 6'9.
Navis: 6’9.

5. What is your weight?
Sorian: I would… Have to estimate it at around 265.
Navis: What do you care, fool?


Aesthetics :
1. Describe yourself as you see yourself.
Sorian: I… Do not know. I am a beast, a monster. I have… No light in my life. Except in Sanctuary. Except with…
Navis: I crave blood and glory in combat. Not like this stupid docile fool I’m forced to live with. Bah! Nothing can match me in combat!

2. Describe yourself as others typically see you.
Sorian: I have… No clue. Perhaps the same as I… See myself.
Navis: I don’t give a rat’s ass what others think.

3. What is your favorite body feature?

4. How physically fit are you?
Sorian: I would like to think… That I’m very fit. Fit enough to survive the wilderness, and chase horses.
Navis: I’m fit enough to kill anything.

5. How do you typically dress and what is your style?
Sorian: Clothes… I only wear trousers.
Navis: I’d go around wearing nothing for all I care.


Family :
1. Who are your parents and what are they like?
Sorian: My father… Was Sandrus. My mother… A human who died giving birth to me, was Rosarian.
Navis: As idiotic as this may sound, Sorian is my parent. Maybe Akajia, but I don’t care.

2. Do you have any brothers or sisters? An older sister and an older brother.
Sorian: I don’t… Have siblings.
Navis: I am a second personality. This is a stupid peasant question.

3. What is your extended family like?

Sorian: I have… No family.
Navis: None, I need no such constraints in my life.

4. Do you consider close friends as important or more/less important than family?
Sorian: Kavala… She brought me out of the dark, gave me hope. She is… My only friend.
Navis: Mao. I love Mao more than anything. Other than her, nothing.

5. Do you treat animals like family?
Sorian: I love Sanctuary’s horses… They are… Priceless to me.
Navis: If you can eat family, then sure.


Location :
1. Where were you born?
Sorian: I was born… In the city of Riverfall. Two centuries ago. Its… Probably changed much by now.
Navis: Born in the honeymoon bed of Sorian and… That woman.

2. Where do you live now?
Sorian: I… Live in peaceful Sanctuary, though for how long, I know not…
Navis: In a small hick-ass animal shelter at the outskirts of Riverfall. I honestly don’t know why this idiot wouldn’t move back to Riverfall. Bimbo.

3. If you could live anywhere in Mizahar where would that be?
Sorian: Anywhere… As long as Kavala is there.
Navis: I want to go back to the wilds! I’d do just about anything to!

4. Do you have a favorite place to vacation or spend leisure time

5. Where do you fear to be?
Sorian: …I fear becoming the dark one. I fear... Enjoying what he does.
Navis: I fear nothing. I fear no one. All I don’t want to experience is the sheer idiocy of Sorian being myself.



Occupations :
1. What is your occupation?
Sorian: I used to be… A hunter and scout. In service of Riverfall. I am now a stable hand.
Navis: I need no stupid job inhibiting my freedom.

2. Do you like/dislike your work? Why?
3. If you could be anything you wanted to, what would you be?
4. What occupation do you admire the most? Why?
5. What occupation do you least like? Why?

Sorian: I despise... This other side. Navis. And everything that he is about.
Navis: I hate stupidity and emotionality. Especially this idiot Sorian's.


Childhood :
1. What sort of child were you?
Sorian: I was… Universally admired. People loved me as a child.
Navis: I sprang into consciousness fully grown. I never needed coddling from stupid soft folk.

2. What is your favorite memory from childhood?
3. What is your worst memory from childhood?
4. What sort of relationship did you have with your parents?
5. Who was your most influential rolemodel?

Sorian: …Karnelia was my greatest inspiration. Kavala is now the only one.
Navis: I am my own idol, and my own symbol of power.



Relationships :
1. Do you form close bonds with people? Why? Why not?
Sorian: I… Was never too friendly as a young Akalak. I used to have trouble approaching people. Now I’m trying to be more… Assertive.
Navis: I have only one bond in the world, one bondmate. That one is Mao and no one else comes close.

2. Do you trust people easily? If not, why not?
Sorian: I can trust people easily… But not everyone.
Navis: Trust? Trust gets you killed. Self-reliance is how real men go around.

3. Do you consider yourself straight, gay, bi, or something else?
Sorian: …I have only ever loved women.
Navis: Bah. Stupid questions.

4. Have you ever been kissed? If so, describe the first time.
Sorian: ….It is a saddening memory, but yes.
Navis: I bite, I never kiss.

5. Have you ever had sex? If so, describe the first time.
Sorian: ….I was… On my wedding bed with my wife, Karnelia. But it… It was... tragic.
Navis:With Mao. It was the best sex ever.


Drugs and Alcohol :
1. Have you ever been drunk? If so, describe your first time.
2. Do you like to drink on a regular basis?
3. What sort of alcohol do you prefer?
4. Have you ever tried drugs (mood altering substances)? If so, which kinds and what did
5. What do you think of drugs and alcohol? Be specific.


Likes and Dislikes :
1. What are your hobbies?
2. Do you like to read?
3. What annoys you more than anything else?
4. What do you find the most relaxing activity to do?
5. What kinds of things embarrass you? Why?


Favorites :
1. What is your favorite color or colors?
2. What is your favorite time of day?
3. What is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?
4. What do you like to eat? What do you hate to eat?
5. What is your favorite type of weather? Does any kind scare you?


Outlook :
1. Are you optimistic or pessimistic?
2. What are your religious views?
3. Would you be able to kill?
4. What are your views on sex?
5. What, in your opinion, makes a successful life?


Actions :
1. What is the worst and best thing you’ve ever done?
2. What is your greatest regret?
3. What is your best/worst memory?
4. If you could change one thing about your past, what would it be and why?
5. What are you the most proud of doing in your life?


Emotions :
1. How honest are you about your thoughts and feelings with others?
2. Do you have any biases or prejudices?
3. What makes you happy?
4. Who or what, if anything, would you die for?
5. What makes you angry?


Relationships :
1. In general, how do you treat others?
Sorian: I... Treat others... Like how I wish to be... Treated. With respect.
Navis: I like killing people without thinking. They scream less.

2. Who is the most important person in your life, and why?
Sorian: Kavala... Is the most... Important in my life.
Navis: Mao is my bondmate. She is the only important person in my life.

3. Who is the person you respect the most, and why?
Sorian: Kavala... Still. Always.
Navis: I would say Mao, but that would be a lie.

4. Do you have a spouse or significant other? If not, describe an ideal lover.
Sorian: I was... Married. A long time ago. Now... There's none. I did try...
Navis: Mao and only Mao. She's the only answer I'm ever going to give.

5. Do you trust anyone to protect you? Who, and why?
Sorian: I can... Protect myself.
Navis: I don't need anyone to protect me.


Group Situations :
1. Do you tend to argue with people, or avoid conflict?
2. Do you tend to take on leadership roles in social situations?
3. Do you like interacting with large groups of people? Why or why not?
4. Do you care what others think of you?
5. What do you think of others, in general?


Self Image :
1. What is your greatest strength as a person?
2. What is your greatest weakness?
3. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
4. Are you generally introverted or extroverted?
5. Are you generally organized or messy?


Beliefs :
1. What God or Goddess do you find most appealing, if any?
2. Which God or Goddess do you fear, if any?
3. Do you have any Gnosis Marks? If so, how did you receive them?
4. What lengths would you go to to please your deity?
5. Where do you draw the line at pleasing your deity? What is too much?


Life & Death :
1. What do you absolutely live for?
2. What is the best part of life?
3. What is the best part of death?
4. If you could choose, how would you want to die?
5. What is the one thing for which you would most like to be remembered after your death?
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