Khellendor Lor'el

by **Khellendor Lor'el** on June 8th, 2011, 12:27 am

Khellendor Lor'el
The Blooded

Basic Information

Race: Akalak
Birthday & Age : 12th Day of Spring, 460 AV (51 years)
Gender: Male

Physical Description

Khellendor is not very tall compared to the typical Akalak, and stands at 6'3". However, he is still very muscular from years of physical training in Rivenfall, and even more so after he was marked as a Cerulean. Favouring agility over strength, he is leaner than most other Akalak, but still impressive to look at. His guilt as a Cerulean is tattooed on his face in five blood red strokes, and a darkening of the skin around his pale blue eyes. The color of his hair is a shiny black, and hangs partway down his back. Khellendor braids part of his long hair in the fashion of his dead mother. (See Picture above for features)

Character Concept

Khellendor is a broken individual, and as with all Akalak, his brokeness is divided into two separate and conflicting personalities. Unlike the socially accepted Akalaks that reside in Riverfall, he cannot control the seemingly random emergences of the more distasteful of the two. The side of him that was dominant when he was born, had always been steadfast, passionate, a little quirky, and, above all, lovingly loyal to his family. That is, up till his dark soul tore through his psyche and suddenly manifested himself. The series of events that lead him to be painfully tattooed as an outcasted Cerulean became sharp slashes that gouged his lighter side emotionally, and even though this side of him is in control more often, his awareness of his own lack of control torments him endlessly.

The light side of him is a quiet soul with a steadfastness to duty and the treating of every living being with respect. Typical Akalak stoicism gives way every now and then to atypcial entusiastic outbursts and a dry sense of humour. He has a deep love for his deceased parents, and an aching longing to return to his place as an umarked Akalak. But one thinks that until he undoes the web of guilt, self-doubt, and pain that has grown around his heart, he would never be able to bring himself to ask for pardon. Khellendor has a penchant to zone out while he silently thinks to himself, a trait that sometimes people may consider rude.

The darker side of him is a mental force to be reckoned with, much to the other half's agony. Aggressive, violent, and excessively cunning, the darkness in this one is constantly at odds with the other. Always scheming to assert himself whenever he can, this Khellendor is the root cause of all the trouble that has occurred. You could almost say that it has not been long since the "birth" of this dark personality, and like a child he is learning rapidly everyday through the senses of the other. Once broken free, the childish outbursts are cruel and self-serving, and can only be tempered with time. But tempered into what fashion, no one knows.

Character History

Pre-Creation:

Khellendor was born into a union of an Akalak male and a Konti female. Unlike most unions, his parents ignored the differences in their life-spans and chose to stay faithful to each other and kept the family unit strong together with their precious son. All who know the Akalaks know the difficulty the race has had in growing their numbers, every child is precious, and in this union of hearts, even more so. His father was a warrior who rose in ranks after the successful birth of Khellendor, while his mother happily took care of the house and the fledging newborn. She also provided healing services to others in the area, and was well-respected in the commnity.

Like all other Akalak boys, Khellendor was raised as a warrior, but his aggression was tempered somewhat by his own mother, which he is grateful for to this very day. He excelled at unarmed combat, and finally on his fifteenth year, he lead his goup of adolescents through the Rite of Trial, and proudly returned with the kill in hand. He did however, say a prayer for its soul, and wished the glassbeak peace in death, and a better life in the next cycle of rebirth much to his mother's approval. Khellendor's father was never too affectionate with his son, but beamed with much pride. As is traditional, the boy announced his desire for his profession to be a warrior. There were worries. His second personality had not manifested himself, even well into his thirtieth year of life. Khellendor's parents had been bracing themselves for the emergence of his darker brother for years, to the point where it became suffocating to all parties. He understood the Lore of his people well enough to know that this was not a good sign, but chose to optimistically push the thought out of his consciousness. Bravely choosing to undergo the Rite of Manhood alone, Khellendor went forth and killed his first Zith alone with his newly forged Lakan. It seemed like nothing could go wrong. Well liked in the community for his sense of duty and personable nature, Khellendor served, trained, and studied under his father. Even his parents had long forgotten their worries about their son's condition, or lack thereof.

Summer of 495 AV: The day that would forever be etched into the psyche of the young Akalak.

The day that his father died, killed in a freak accident on a hunt. Khellendor was unaware of what had happened. The other warriors had brough the dead body home to his Konti wife. and layed it out before her to pay her respects. Through immeasurable pain and with much fortitude, she excused the retinue, and proceeded to do her duty of washing the body clean of its wounds; all the while shedding agonized tears of loss and carrying a deep sense of loneliness. Her son had not returned home from his own duties. But unbeknownst to her, standing concealed behind the doorway, almost as if he were struck dumb, stood Khellendor. He watched as his mother cleansed the body of his dead father. And then it happened. Almost like a inward tearing of a thick veil, Khellendor's mind shook, and from that turmoil came the mental usurper for the first time in thirty-five long years. Like a tempest the dark brother tore through the veil and assumed control. And in blind terrifying rage, drew his Lakan, and savagely began to attack his mother. All the while, the light side watched, screaming and struggling against the mental strength of the dark, as his beloved mother was murdered, screaming, by his own hands.

Even with his mother's blood on his hands, the rampages continued in chaotic bursts. After his mother's death, Khellendor proceeded to severely maim two Akalaks who came to investigate the scene. It was a only luck that saved them when his father's warriors returmed to see the horrifying scene; restrained the raging Khellendor, knocked him senseless, and sent him off to be secured and eventually tried. The proceeding months were a nightmare. Vigilant enforcers kept watch on Khellendor as he swung from a semi-comatose and traumatized lump, to a blithesome violent animal over and over again at what seemed like completely random intervals. The broken Akalak never saw the face or his parents again, nor would he ever. All he had for solace was the fact that he could not hurt anyone while confined to his cell. Every attempt to kill himself was thwarted by his darker half. To the point where he stopped trying when he realized that whenever his mental state trembled, the Other would return to claim his body. But if he gathered enough strength, he could wrestle it back, creating a morbid back and forth dance between the two.

Finally Khellendor was deemed too dangerous to remain in society. The title "The Blooded" became a common term used to describe him for his matricide, and eerie bloodlust when he loses control. Not long after, he received his facial tattooes. Forever engraving the pain that he would have to live with on his flesh, and branding him as a member of the Cerulean. And he was sent out to the First Tier on the plains to a horrific community of Ceruleans too dangerous be allowed back into the city. It was there he spent the next sixteen years, warring with himself and those around him. Everyday was a lesson in death, or near-death, for the impromptu manifestations of darker Akalak halves were a normal thing. For sixteen years the light side struggled for control, forcing himself to meditate in between fights for survival, all the while honing his skills and inner potencies. Over time, the two sides of his personality "matured". The childish dark side had calmed down, and the rage was quickly replaced with a cunning patience. Khellendor's light personality managed to regain some sort of control through rigorous mental training, but all it did was to widen the length of time between the switching of personalities.

It has been sixteen years, Khellendor decided it was time for change. There was a possibility that he still had family out there.

Post-Creation:

[Grasslands Near City Gates] Pilgrimage for Futility 2 Summer 511 AV

Skills

Skill	XP
Unarmed Combat	25/100 (15SP 10RB)
Lakan	15/100 (15SP)
Flux	5/100 (5SP)
Cooking	5/100 (5SP)
Meditation	10/100 (10SP)

Lore

Humanoid Pressure Points
Akajia

Equipment and Possessions

Wearing:
Thick Cotton Cloak
Worn Hide Vest
Baggy Cotten Trousers
Rough Sandals

Carrying:
Backpack
-Toiletries
-Eating Knife
-Flint and Steel
-1 Week Rations
Waterskin
Personal Akalak Lakan (Shaped much like a kukri with a curved spike at the bottom of the hilt.)
Father's Lakan (Heavier Lakan with a twisted blade, and a bladed hand-guard.)

Ledger

Starting Package:
I figure that to be more realistic, Khellendor should not have that much money as an Akalak outcast. He has no housing nor the "shelter starting package", and no cashing in for the extra 500 Mizas.

100gm

by **Khellendor Lor'el** on June 8th, 2011, 8:29 pm

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