Voros Redsun

[Voros Redsun]

Voros Redsun Basic Information Race: Dryka Birthday & Age: 16 years old; Autumn 24, 494 AV Gender: Male Physical Description Voros’s complexion is very pale for being part of a race that actively hunts and rides outdoors starting from the head to the feet one would first see Voros’s hair its tone a simple black, yet long reaching like most of the Dryka his hair reaches down to his eyes in loose strands that are usually swept aside by the wind and the back of his hair falls to his shoulders. It is well kept as though it has been brushed and groomed everyday of his life. Moving to the face from top to bottom the eyes are a dark blue eyes, a kind of color that if one looked long enough their minds would believe that the color of the pupil and the iris were swirling together into a kind of black hole. A nose well-rounded and basic, and a small mouth usually in the neutral expression one would notice that there wasn’t a single inch of facial hair on this boys face. His style of clothing is usually normal civilian attire though he has a knack for yearning to wear mostly black or browns, nothing with too much color even though it is an abnormality to devoid one self of such fashion not many cared too deeply about such, wanting the boy to grow on his own. He usually wears a backpack and belt with various pouches wherever he goes containing or carrying the various things he obtains/needs throughout the day. His horse Silver Runner is of the Cyprus Strider Breed, Dun color. A silver dorsal stripe runs down its dark grey back, leading down to its solid black legs and then back up to its thin black hairs on its tail and mane, it is Voros’s one and only horse and he couldn’t ask for any better. Character Concept This character was based off of the simple principle of the Dryka’s ability to almost always question authority, expanding it to such a degree that they begin to create their own values separate from normal Dryka society forcing them with the choice to either end it all with a slit of the throat or the abandonment of ones own home to find their true answers/lifestyle, be it through long meditation or the raising of an army to open the eyes of the ones that thought they knew all the answers This character is trying to give more to the Dryka mind-set to expand into more then just slaves to the deities that created their lands but those that could actually harbor intelligence and find their own reasons for existing. I also loved the idea of being free on the open road, the wind howling at ones back as one charges into the unknown and since the Dryka get ride as a skill and have a kind of affinity for horses, I decided to make a character that would be able to explore the world that I as a player have just been introduced to. Place of Origin: Endryka Current Residence: Riverfall Character History Drykas…Infamous horsemen of Cyprus were once forced to live underground because of the Valterrian but like many other races the Dryka survived the disaster and re-emerged onto the world and it wasn’t long until they rebuilt their society and began life anew. This new world was much different then it had been pre-Valterrian and Voros’s ancestors were smitten by its beauty which in turn shaped the Dryka society into what it is today and this is where Voros’s story begins. Born into a family of five, An Ankal, two Mothers, one sister and himself in the easy life of the Ruby Clan Drykas, even as a child the family spent much of its time crafting and constructing just as the Ruby Clan was expected to do however Voros as a child always detested to such activity as it was boring and tedious especially since the majority of the things they made didn't work or were thought of as unsatisfactory, he would speak his mind as they worked usually in the form of complaints and whines that would usually fall on deaf ears, the boy not seeing the fault in being so was the same during school he would try to have debates with others and try to make his way the right way. However he would learn the hard way that most of the time he was wrong and backed an idiotic cause the others laughing or putting him down for his idiocy. This forced him to be quieter than most as he tried to figure out what he was doing wrong and to calm himself from all the insults, he began to drift towards a fantasy world in his head and the time he spent crafting or at school was actually spent this little world of wonder and imagination, fueling a drive for adventure, this drive made Voros yearn for the days that the family would put down their tools and go hunting like the rest of the Dryka, for in his mind he was invincible with his family and would choose the long sword over the bow when it came to hunting, just like he had been taught to by the schools and by his father. Until one day that while Voros went hunting with the family who were about to ambush a dire wolf when Voros was attacked from behind by a lone Glassbeak he was thrown to the ground and the beast mercilessly dug into the boys back, the skin and blood pooling all about him he howled in pain as something more then skin cells died. It wasn’t until a barrage of arrows from his sister that his life was sparred, one of the arrows pierced the beasts eye forcing it to flee from them all and Voros was immediately rushed away to the best medics his parents could find. It was because of this incident that Voros changed as a person lying in the bed being healed really made him think about life, how he was going about it, where he was going and who he was. He became even more quiet remembering the hatred directed towards him by others and the idiocy of his current personality. He began to read books and study the world with an open eye and found his brain was actually akin to intelligence and philosophy he changed rapidly from the boy his parents once knew and they grew worried about him. He stopped hanging around the house all the time finding his own private spots and spaces in Endryka no matter where the caravan stopped and at these places he would read, study, practice the Long Bow that his sister had scarcely taught him after the attack or when he felt extremely stressed or creative he would play his flute that he had crafted himself, though it was crude he still learned to play it and make at least decent music. He also no longer used a sword in any hunt they went on he was and cold and calculating with his targets using what he had developed with and without his sisters help his skills greatly exceeded their expectations. The parents worry soon became divided at the thought that what he was going through might just be a phase and decided to show him the props of being apart of Dryka society first making him officially apart of the Ruby Clan they gave Voros his wind marks, which was an intricate tattoo design on his upper back that looked like a swirling black hole…it covered the scars from the Glass Beak attack when he was younger. Though he still seemed to be drifting away from the family his father made one last attempt to nicely reach out to him and took him to get his own horse, he and his father alone scoured the Sea of Grass, traveling in areas they knew were safe from racial knowledge and experience until one day they found his horse, its mind almost linking with Voros it knew where he was the moment he got close to him and gazed directly at him as it trotted over. He named the horse Silver Runner to show a kind of symbolic message of his own mind splitting between the light and dark and Voros standing in the middle of it all. For the next couple of years he was taught by his father on how to ride the horse and during that time Voros had told his father his growing hatred towards the way things worked, the way he was turning out and the outcome of life in general. He hated how blind the people had become to the pretty life with Endryka, how no one really seemed to want to think of anything other then survive focring the race to stay stagnant forever so that they would be eternally bliss unable to come up with real answers to the big questions in life that at this point Voros found was the only logical thing to pursue. Happiness was a crime in his eyes as it brought about this idiocy and he pledged to his father that somehow he would enlighten the world to a new way of living a way of great intelligence instead of blindly following the path, though at that age he had a hard time saying what he actually thought it wasn’t until later he would find the true words to put them, his ideas were misconstrued as cries for help making Voros a lost cause, the parents keeping him in the family because they were morally bound to yet not making any plans for him after he became old enough to travel on his own. Voros could see it happening to, the slow exclusion from the family the loss of interest of his whereabouts. His mind changing even more so, he decided that he would not be able to find his answers while amongst these people that hated him so, resulting in him packing up and running away on his horse, hell-bound on finding his own answers and uncaring of the pathetic race of Dryka he would never return to Endryka and sought another city to reside in, the nearest one being Riverfall… Training Ride: 10/100 (+10 Racial) Play Musical Instrument: 10/100 (+10 Starter Package) Metalsmithing: 10/100 (+10 Starter Package) Longbow: 10/100 (+10 Starter Package) Spiritsm: 10/100 (+10 Starter Package) Philosophy: 5/100 (+5 Starter Package) Intelligence: 5/100 (+5 Starter Package) Lore: Glassbeak Habits and Instincts Materials that are destined to fail. Equipment and Possessions 1 Large Tent (4 person) Large Tarp 100ft of Rope Flint & Steel Lantern 2 Torches Bedroll Blanket Fishing Tackle and Hooks 1 Cyphrus Strider; Details in appearance 1 Metal Flute (Family Heirloom) Ledger 100 gold rimed Mizas Thread List