Basic Information Race: Akalak Birthday & Age : Winter, 481 AV (31 years old) Gender: Male Physical Description OOCXalet's description will change over time as he continuously builds up his Body Building Skill Xalet is large and possesses an extremely defined muscle tone, standing seven feet one inch tall and weighing three hundred and three pounds. His dark hair, almost black in it’s color, stands as a strong contrast from the dark violet hue of his skin and falls just below his chin. Without any intentional beard or mustache, slight stubble is usually all that can be seen upon his person. Though his frame is large, he is clearly only a young adult due to the boyish characteristics that add up upon his facial features. His build doesn't simply rival, but exceeds the builds of most trained adults however, with a sharp, chiseled abdomen, broad shoulders, and powerful legs and arms with musculature that appears to have been forged from steel. His eyes carry a slight silvery hue to them. Character Concept Xalet has a strict code of honor and follows it to the letter. The regulations of the Knights as well as the will of Priskil are the boundaries upon which he decides all things, from his meals to how he might deal with criminals. His Akalak heritage makes him forceful and determined, constantly wishing to hone himself in order to bring honor to his family and his patron Knight. Despite his focus on improvement, Xalet often finds himself holding back. Part of his effort is always tightly bound to keeping his darker half from rising up and soiling his image. The darkness is the inverse to everything Xalet favors. It is barbaric while he is well mannered. It is deceitful while he is honest. It does, however, understand Xalet’s body and its capabilities more than he does himself, and is thus more dangerous then he. The young squire trains, hastily attempting to improve himself while knowing that simultaneously he is giving the dark brother greater skills and strengths with which to use should he lose control. Xalet does not yet completely understand the purpose of a balance between the dark and the light within, and seeks to dominate it completely rather than utilize its passion. Having missed out on the typical Akalak upbringing, Xalet has no Lakan, nor does he have a second name. A young Xalet (art by Gabrielle Seawind) Character History Secret :
Xalet was originally born in Riverfall like a majority of Akalak, but can barely remember those days. He was very young when he was moved to live with his mother, a human named Juliette, in Syliras and the bustle of the crowded castle town is all he has ever known. His mother had told him stories of the elusive Akalak, Xalphiru, that was his father, but beneath the stories was a truth Xalet has never known. Juliette fell in love with a side of Xalphiru that was kind and just, but the darker soul filled with jealousy and regret soon bettered that light until it was no more than a flicker.
Juliette began to fear Xalphiru, and feared that their son might inherit his father’s rapidly declining temperament if he stayed long enough in his presence. Thus, in order to live a life free of that fear she ran with a passing caravan to the largest pillar of humanity, Syliras. Raising Xalet alone was difficult however, not simply due to the complexities of a Akalak moving into adolescence without an Akalak family or parent about to guide him toward the traditional rites of young adulthood. The rites that sculpted honor and discipline were absent in Xalet’s life. Indeed he would never have a Lakan, or be a part of the strong Akalak community that was present in Riverfall. It was Juliette’s brother, a Knight within the order of the Syliran Knights that made the suggestion to involve Xalet as a Paige. Xalet’s entire Paigehood was filled with suspicion, both toward him and his intentions. Youngsters his own age often steered clear of him, sometimes directed by their parents, and sometimes due to their instincts. This forced Xalet to slowly mature throughout a rather solitary childhood. Still, his loving mother taught him not to become resentful or apathetic toward the people that regarded him with mistrust, hoping that her nurturing and the teachings of the Knights would strengthen his discipline and keep him from the path of darkness. There was a certain direction missing in Xalet’s life, an absence of drive to push him toward Knighthood. Indeed, while not lazy, Xalet hardly appeared to be the most enthusiastic Paige. He worked to make his mother proud but could not understand the gravity of the decision to sacrifice ones self to help people. Still, his mother always told him, “Be polite, and treat people as you would wish yourself treated.” It was this politeness that changed his life. As a Paige, Xalet was one of the slowest to progress in skill and gave ‘the back of the class’ a new meaning. Many believed his Paigehood would last into his matured years, or he would simply be removed from the Order completely. “Please and thank you doesn’t get the job done” one Sergeant eloquently put it. But on one rainy summer evening it made all the difference. As Xalet returned from his training he remembered clutching his forearm so tenderly. His grip upon his practice weapon was so improper that the Sergeant forced him to grip his wooden weapon for the entire day, constantly testing its firmness and flexibility. When the day was out his entire hand felt numb, with only a pained tingling sensation racing across his fingertips He remembered the feeling of a soft fleshy girl hitting his huge exterior. Despite his age he had already grown over six feet in height. Was it he that got into her way, or her in his? He couldn’t recall. The sound of the apples striking the wet ground was ingrained in his memory however. He would watch those red orbs roll about, between the legs of countless people getting to their destinations. His legs bent and he leaned in to pick up one of the apples, but the attempt to grip the spherical fruit caused a massive spasm in his arm. His fingers clenched and the juicy red flesh exploded. Socially awkward, Xalet left the woman to her own devices, or so it appeared. Only when she was half way through returning the apples did he approach her once more, something held in his opposite hand. With the small allowance he was given by his mother he had purchased an apple to replace the one he destroyed. It looked so small in his large hand. He could remember how he felt looking at her as a young Akalak. Despite her shawl and the rain obscuring some of her features he felt she was beautiful in a subtle way. He also felt it was too bad no female ever acknowledged him. “I’m sorry.” He would say to her as she accepted it before bending down to return in aiding her, this time with his good hand. Once finished he simply turned to leave, but stopped abruptly when he heard a female voice say, “Thank you.” What came next? His mother had told him before, but hadn’t even really needed to say it to anyone but her. He froze, so unsure until he finally remembered, “You’re welcome”. He ran after that. It was too awkward for him to bear. On the next evening the female appeared again, this time to offer him a peach. Initially he did not accept it until she mentioned that it was not in repayment, but simply a gift. Xalet hated peaches. Still, he accepted the gesture with a “Thank you” and continued back after a day of training and errands. The next evening it was he who found her, and gifted her a bunch of grapes. This ritual continued on, an interesting exchange of edibles that never seemed to end. Finally he worked up the courage to introduce himself to her. It was as simple as “I’m Xalet”, but he remembered how strange her response of “I know” was. A day came where he held his fruit but the woman was no where to be seen. Filled with confusion and disappointment he instead gave the apple to a scrawny looking boy with a dirty tunic that had been eying Xalet for sometime. The next day the woman returned to the same place she often was and when asked by Xalet where she had been the previous day she mentioned that some men had given her a great deal of trouble, and that unfortunately it didn’t seem a Knight was in earshot. Her brief lamentation upon how she wished there were more Knights was enough to change Xalet’s level of dedication. His chores were completed in half the time, his attention was twice as focused, and the armor he polished gleamed with twice the brilliance. “I’m going to become a Knight” he told her. He was certain of that now. “I know” was the response, so similar to the first time he introduced himself to her. She asked him to take her hands. Xalet could feel his palms sweating, it was the first time a girl ever asked to hold his hand. When they touched his they felt so warm it was like standing before the sun. That glorious feeling would never need to end, even after she let go. Xalet found both palms etched with a strange configuration. The symbol contrasted against the deep purple of his skin tone, a vortex with a strange level of complexity. “I won’t be here tomorrow, but I’ll be watching. Make your mother proud. Make me proud.” The child hadn’t even known it, but he had been marked by Priskil. Not one month later obtained the qualities to become a Squire. Upon learning of his mark he was placed with a Patron Knight whom could understand his connection. There was now a potential within Xalet that had been dormant before and this Knight understood it. He was made to study the history of Priskil, and her teachings. Now he has dedicated his heart to her and wishes nothing more than to become her sword. Even as a young man moving toward full Knighthood he compares every female he meets with Priskil, and for this reason seemed very aloof, causing some to believe he preferred male companionship instead. Still, his heart had begun to open along with his eyes as he slowly started to comprehend his path. Xalet had found his drive, but he still hated peaches. Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore)  Skills
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Equipment and Possessions • Kasai and Ivkai (obtained 2nd of Winter, 511AV) • 1 Squire Uniform (starting package) • 1 Waterskin (starting package) • 1 Backpack which contains: (starting package) • 1 Set of Toiletries (comb, brush, razor, soap) • Food for a week • 1 eating knife • Flint & Steel • A room at the Syliran Squire Dormitory • 1 Gladius (Heirloom, giving to him upon becoming a Squire) • 1 black cotton trousers • 1 brown cotton billowy tunic • 1 mustard colored brocade doublet • 1 Fishing Pole • 1 Fishing Kit • 10 Fishing Bolts (Crossbow) • Capture Pack with the Following: - 1 Slugsuckle Snare - 1 Slugsuckle Net - 2 Punch Signals - 2 Sleep Eggs • The following items are on loan from the Knights as his training dictates: - Large Wooden Shield - Heavy Crossbow - 10 Crossbow Bolts - Rickety But Usable Heavy Syliran Style Plate Mail Ledger 100 gold mizas -5SM for black cotton trousers -5SM for brown cotton billowy tunic -25GM for mustard colored brocade doublet +15GM for selling boar meat -0GM expenses for Summer 511AV (Squire, expenses handled by Knights) -0GM expenses for Fall 511AV (Squire, expenses handled by Knights) -0GM expenses for Winter 511AV (Squire, expenses handled by Knights) -0GM expenses for Spring 512AV (Spires handling expenses) -0GM expenses for Summer 512AV (Spires handling expenses) -45gm, 5sm expenses for Fall 512AV (Knights pay "poor" expenses) +50GM for Jamoura Reclamation +577gm, 5sm for Seasonal Wages of Spring, 512AV -10GM for Fishing Kit -1GM for Fishing Pole -4GM for 10 Fishing Bolts (Crossbow) -1 sm, 2 cm (6 mugs of ale) -2 gm (2 good meals) +546GM approved wage for Fall, 512AV Total: 1199gm, 8sm, 8cm remaining Bodily Condition |
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by Xalet on July 11th, 2011, 3:59 pm
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Xalet - The answer is more Body Building.
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by Xalet on December 4th, 2011, 3:25 am
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Xalet - The answer is more Body Building.
- Posts: 859
- Words: 539431
- Joined roleplay: July 5th, 2011, 11:37 pm
- Location: Riverfall
- Race: Akalak
- Character sheet
- Storyteller secrets
- Medals: 2
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Xalet - The answer is more Body Building.
- Posts: 859
- Words: 539431
- Joined roleplay: July 5th, 2011, 11:37 pm
- Location: Riverfall
- Race: Akalak
- Character sheet
- Storyteller secrets
- Medals: 2
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