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Dexius Whipvine

Postby Dexius on July 4th, 2011, 7:33 am

"Dex" Dexius Whipvine

"It's not about how you see yourself while you live.

It's how you see yourself when you die."

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Basic Information

Race: Symenestra
Birthday & Age : Summer, 20, 491 AV; Age 25
Gender: Male
Birth Name: Dexius Whipvine
Public Name: Dex Skythorn
Birth City: Kalinor
Current Location: Alvadas
House Location: Alvadas



Physical Description

Dex makes his stand at a decent 6'1'' with his lanky build of 125 lbs. He has long stringy jet black hair that flows as gently as the leaves of a tree do during a breezy day. Amethyst colored eyes adorn his gaunt visage that act as a catalyst of his emotions or, in the inverse, the shield that protects them from a watchful gaze. Though interestingly enough both edges of his irises are sky blue, a product of his human mother perhaps? The stride he takes betrays the length of his legs, being small steps instead of great leaps, he never appears in a rush to get anywhere. He obviously appears out of place where ever he may be, his miss-proportioned arms and hands set him out from everyone else before the crowd even notices his black nails which were futilely shaved down to hide them. Whether he cares for people's stares is unknown, regardless, he keeps a straight face. The only constant for Dex is a small necklace dangling from his neck and the flowing red scarf draped around his shoulders.

Character Concept

Dex himself when and if ever brought into a conversation is easy to speak his mind and he is not scared to say what he thinks is right. He is a calm and centered individual who easily keeps his cool under pressure, though, he is rarely under any outside pressure. Instrumental workings, that is the way to focus Dex's attention, he is quite the sucker for music especially that of the flute. He has no particular food that he prefers to "eat" as he thinks it all turns into the same thing anyway. Oddly enough, Dex has never partaken in any alcoholic beverages other than the occasional wine, perhaps he has no taste for or never has never seen the necessity to try ale. Lastly, Dex has no love for cramped or "dark" places, but being a Symenestra dark is a harder thing to come by. Dex just likes to be outside pure and simple. The main goal for this lonely Symenestran is simply to find out where he belongs in the world outside of his people. His past marred by a tragic event that led him to become the man he is today, driven with purpose, and looking for the answer of answers; why is he here?

Character History

Dex, that little rebel had pushed the limits of his family and the small cave city of Kalinor too far one day. The twenty year old only wished that his people would reclaim an area outside in the open world for themselves to live upon, instead of a murky cavern. Days he would spend outside, the rays of the sun beating down on his pale skin for all the years his people had stayed underground. One day, it occurred, when Dex was out enjoying a particularly nice afternoon sitting on a comfy patch of grass just under a tree. He had been followed, once again to his disagreement by his only childhood friend Alasyia. But this specific day was the one that he had always feared would come. They had been found, mostly on accident, by a gang of vagabonds. But these were not just any brigands out on the prowl for passerby's, they were humans from Lhavit looking for retribution towards any wayward Symenestra. The gang advanced on Dex and his companion, a two-for-one deal they thought as their weapons were drawn. As the fight began Dex realized the odds were not in his favor, the duo of Symenestra were faced with five combatants and while Alasyia was athletic in her own right, she wasn't the most skilled fighter around. The brawl came and went with his opponents in what seemed like a heartbeat, he had defeated the men before him, but his companion was not as lucky. She had defeated a single brigand but now was laying motionless on the ground, just under the tree Dex had been resting under just minutes ago. Snarling, Dex rushed to his closest friend and slew the last man with a savagery he had never seen inside of himself before. Dex silently mourned the loss of the best friend he ever had before collecting his weapon and carrying her back to their home. With little to say to Alasyia's family he returned to his home with a melancholy attitude, he got no sleep that night.

After a few days of dragging his feet in misery Dex left to revisit the place that now haunted his every thought, that comfy patch of grass under the tree. The events that had transpired that day played over in his head again and again, he tried to find an outcome that would have allowed her to live but he found none. Dragging himself back towards home before it got too dark he eventually came across a pile of supplies on the path he was known to commonly take. In the pile he found mostly generic belongings except for two things, a necklace that his human mother had worn while she was kept in the city and a dark red scarf. The necklace was made of silver with a round top which had had double sided quotes: "Strength is born of those with a burdened soul" and "Weakness is born of those with a perfect smile." While the end of the necklace ended in a smaller than average key design. Along side that was also his favorite red scarf that he almost never removed, but had almost forgotten about this day. Dex had known his father placed these two things here, he always thought his father had believed he should see the world in the way he was never able to. He would never leave, not permanently, perhaps not ever again. So Dex took off into a strange world that he truly knew nothing about, he knew only of the destruction of the world and the teachings and religion of his people. Off he walked to find a way to travel, necklace and scarf secured around his body, to the future and all the struggles that may come with it.

Mostly before all of this occurred though, Dex was training rigorously with his father to become a skilled fighter. His father had devoted all of his free time as a young adult learning to protect his family and people, a cause that Dex easily acquainted himself with while he was growing up. But that wasn't to say that his father was very easy on him. It was commonplace to find Dex battered, bruised, and maybe even with a few broken bones over the course of his training. His father pounded adaptability into his mind over and over, then into his hands until they both literally and figuratively broke. But even after his father's less than kind training methods the young Symenestra became adamant about protecting that which he cared about with his sword and life. A chivalry of sorts was formed very early into his journey, losing somebody you care about with little chance of repentance cemented this aspect of Dex's mind. But Although his main focus was on the blade Dex also found himself enjoying the soothing sounds of the flute mostly due to Alasyia's constant practice while they were spending time together outside of safety of Kalinor so he also took it up himself. Among other things he was also able to discern which kinds of berries were safe to eat around the rolling landscape of Kalea and was also seen whittling at small sticks before falling asleep in a tree.

As we roll into the present Dex has begun a self quest in order to find himself and where he belongs in the world. Looking for worldly gained knowledge and experiences the young Symenestran has made his arrival in the bustling city of Alvadas hoping for opportunity. He comes with only his sword, clothing, and flute, hoping to find the start of his existence and the beginning of himself.


Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore)

Religious Beliefs :
Viratas: As the main god of the Symenestra Dex currently holds Viratas in the highest regards as a deity. He shares the belief of family and blood being protected but in a much softer manner. He considers close friends to be his own blood in this case and would protect them as Viratas demands family. But after the death of Alasyia Dex has found himself to be more spaced from his roots in Viratas. He almost feels cheated by the god he and his people adore so fervently that he could lose the woman he held dear even after shedding so much blood to do so.

Ionu: A strange deity to Dex overall. From his time in Alvadas he still is not sure whether he should call it a god or goddess or even whether this particular deity would or should favor him. The God of Illusions is truly an enigma to Dex at this time and he does his best to stay on the deity's good side or at the very least away from its bad side.


Skills

Acrobatics: (10 racial bonus) 10/100
Carving: 5/100 (5SP)
Climbing: 100/100 (Maxed due to racial trait)
Drawing: +5= 5/100
Interrogation: +1= 1/100
Intimidation: +1= 1/100
Land Navigation: +1=1/100
Observation: +3+2= 5/100
Play Musical Instrument: Flute (10 SP) +1=11/100
Persuasion: +3+3= 6/100
Rhetoric: +1= 1/100
Socialization: +3= 3/100
Teaching: +1= 1/100
Weapon: Rapier (30SP) 30/100
Wilderness Survival: Hills (5SP) 5/100

Lore

Keeping Your Footing On Uneven Terrain(SP)
Broken Hand? Use The Other(SP)
A competition of sleep deprivation
Wistful thoughts of family
Raimu (Aislyn): Passive-aggressive, black-haired artist
Raimu (Aislyn): Potential liar, analyst and dodgy character
Viratas: God of Essence
Symenestra originally from forests
Ionu: Deity of Illusion
Ionu: Controls Alvadas
Dexius: An artistic soul of sorts
Drawing like swordplay
Socialisation: More difficult than it looks
Ionu: A deity who chooses both genders and nothing, too
Drawing: Perspective is important
Drawing: Light then dark
Raimu (Aislyn): Biting rat in the night
Alvadas Location: The Sanity Center
Persuasion: Adjusting Appearance to Appear Presentable
The Speakers of Alvadas: Probable Governors of the City
Alvadas Family: The Cravens
Ersal: A Protector of Alvadas
Self: A Mercenary Job (Summer 516)

Languages

Symenos-Fluent
Common-Fluent

Equipment and Possessions

Light cloth shirt and pants, sandals, leather cloak (starting package)
Rapier
Waterskin (starting package)
Engraved silver necklace. (Heirloom, house key)
Metal Flute
Scabbard
Red scarf
Backpack (starting package)
-comb, brush, razor, soap, 1 week of rations, eating knife, flint & steel
Rapier visual :
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Housing

Dex has come across and inadvertently inherited his human mother's old house in Alvadas, City of Illusions through the necklace she left behind. The necklace has a small key shaped end that seems much too small to be a normal key but manages to unlock the door none the less. It also doubles as a guidance tool as any other key in Alvadas would, lightly pulling in the direction of the lock it belongs to.

The house itself seems like it would be the standard of living for normal Alvads in the city. It is around 400 square feet in total area and has the basic amenities like a bed, table, and chairs. But in one of the corners there is a pile of discarded art supplies and an unfinished drawing.

House contents

-hearth, bunk, chest, chair, and small table, 'junk', unfinished drawing.

Ledger

100 gold mizas (starting coin)
-20 gold mizas (starting with rapier)
-15 gold mizas (starting with metal flute)
-4 gold mizas (starting with scabbard)
-1 silver miza (starting with scarf)
-1 gold miza (Payment to Aislyn) *
-20 gold mizas (2 wooden rapier)


Balance

39 gold mizas
9 silver mizas

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Notable Relationships


"If you only fight for yourself

then lay down your arms and die

because you have nothing left to live for."


 
Cortessa
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Cortessa Starfield
Relation: Mother
Race: Human
Age: 29, Deceased
Gender: Female
Born in: Alvadas
Place of death: Kalinor




Bio

Cortessa was a born and raised pure Alvad with the spirit and livelihood to prove it. A fiery redhead with sky blue eyes she was never one to back from a challenge and would frequently get herself lost within the city just to find her way back out again. Devoted purely to the arts she was a fairly skilled artist, focusing mainly on drawing but also a fair painter in her own rights. Always happy and full of energy Cortessa was always out looking for new inspiration, or due to her innocent nature, people to help. Eventually she ran into Vausio, a seemingly innocent minded Symenestra with an appreciation for the arts. The two spent much time together over the next few seasons with Vausio constantly trying to keep up with her "be like the wind" attitude. After carousing about the city one night the couple, in a drunken stupor, bedded for the first time. The morning after Vausio, now knowing the fate he sealed inside of the woman he fell in love with spirited Cortessa away to Kalinor. During her pregnancy Cortessa was painstakingly taken care of in every way by Vausio and although he had a duty to his people was left with a heavy heart during her labor. Before Dex's birth she asked that he some day be passed on the key to her home in Alvadas, then she left Mizahar still very in love with Vausio.

Skills

Drawing: 48
Painting: 36
Dancing: 35
Cooking: 22
Flirting: 18

 
Alasyia
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Alasyia Greyrose
Relation: Best Friend
Race: Symenestra
Age: 26, Deceased
Gender: Female
Born in: Kalinor
Place of death: Kalinor





Bio

Alasyia was the strong willed and determined best friend of Dex during his childhood. The two grew close as children because they both felt as though they were loners in the cave city of Kalinor so they quickly found a close friendship in each other. But while Dex was more soft spoken and more relaxed Alasyia was extremely energetic and outgoing. She was always quick to pick Dex back up from any kind of fall both physical and mental. As she got older and developed feeling towards Dex she became scared because she feared these feelings might some day ruin the relationship they had built over twenty years as friends. As an adult she later gifted Dex with his signature red scarf, something she thought befit his rather closed off and lonely existence but also allow him to remember she was always there for him.

 
Phobius
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Reysin
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Raimu-Aislyn
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Last edited by Dexius on June 18th, 2016, 5:30 pm, edited 11 times in total.
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