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Cinder Fireblaze
- Gender: Male
- Race: Half-Human / Half-Nymph
- Age: ~28 years
- Class: Paladin / Psion
- Religion: Gorethar
- Birthplace: Somewhere in the T'Nanshi forest
- Residence: Mikona
- Affiliations:
- Initiate to the Order of Gorethar
- Battle Adjutant of the Order of Gorethar
- Assistant Quartermaster Of the Order of Gorethar
- Flamboyant Tailor at Edge's Rarity Store
- Apprentice in the Avlis Arms and Armor Association
Description
Cinder is a young man with hairs as red as fire and eyes burning with a fiery and alluring sparkle of goodness. Something about him betray his fey blood, he's simply too beautiful to be an human. He's about 5-foot 10-inches in height and of average built.
Personality
Cinder is a dedicated man in everything he undertake.He always show is pride on being an Holy warrior of Gorethar and cherish is sense of duty and his Faith above all else. Thats what take him apart of most other of his kind. He is also gifted with psion power that he call mind tricks and is convinced that Gorethar gave him those power. In fact he can seems a bit superstitious since he believe all in his life to come from Gorethar's will. In everyday life, he can be perceived as overconfident and vain but it's most of the time only to shock and tease people around. In fact he see himself as a common guy. Speaking of teasing, he really like to tease women whenever he can, in the limit of acceptable behavior. But when it come to duty or fighting evil, he become straight and hard, acting with a zealous will to make thing right. And he can be quite stubborn when it come to it.
History
Cinder grew out in the forest of T'nanshi with his mother. Living in the wood as his mother, half naked and careless of his future, he knew that something was missing. Something pulling him to a more stable life, organized existence. It's at the age of 15 that he's been introduced to his father. A proud and nice looking man from the Seventh Cities, paladin of Gorethar.
The order that was missing in his life was there. So he departed to RedGate with the Gorethite facing for the first time of his life the hard reality of becoming a man. No more naked run into the wood, no more hide and seek with the local feys, it was time to become civilized. Of course he was not totally ignorant of the world, but had lot to learn about people and how to interact with them.
Specially with woman. A young half-Nymph of 15 know a lot about love already, but Human girl were different than dryads and feys. Seduction was not the same game with human and his good looking allure was a flaw most of the time. Most girl were attracted by him, but at the same time most of them didn't match his mind and conception of life, that began to grew more and more organized as the teaching of his father was taking more importance for him. So he rejected most of the girl and came to think that only one with his mindset would enter his life.
At 17 years old, he was already a fervent worshiper of Gorethar. Order, Duty and Discipline was his life. Nothing though pointed to paladin hood, at best his father was hoping he could become battle priest. Then a morning, his father took him to Malekia, gave him 100 gold and told him Gorethar said he had to live here for a time, until a revelation arrive. Without shelter, clothes to change and in this hostile city where evil reign in master, he rapidly became lost and as a beggar, had to fight to find something to eat. A particular guard made his life really hard. He was persecuting him almost every night, destroying the little shelter he was making out of trash and bullying him at every occasion.Hatred was growing in Cinder, and he knew one day or another his vengeance would come.And after a year living as beggar in the worse city of Avlis, his day of vengeance came. By a rainy night, the guard disturbed a gang of thieves raping a woman in the blood of her dead husband lying on the ground, the neck cut open with a broken bottle of cheap wine. As he came to arrest them, he been stabbed by one of the thief and fell down to the ground, helpless. So came Cinder, starved and frozen to the bone. It's with the energy of the desperate that he ran to the guard, not recognizing him at first, grabbed the guard's sword and fought back the thieves. He fought screaming with tears in the eye, imploring Gorethar to help him in this time of dire need. The lightning were striking in the night and the blood of the thief was running in the street slowly becoming river as the rain was falling. After the last thief did flee, he looked at the woman and the guard. The woman was dead, stabbed with a dagger. The guard was dying from his wound. At this moment Cinder recognized the guard lying at his feet. It's with tears running that he kneel down beside him and took his head in his arms and he said:I was really eager for this day to come and finally avenge the wrong you did to me... but i finally see the Light on this dark night. Never again i'll feel those feeling of hatred. And as the guard was dying, a blinding light came from the hands of Cinder and saved the guard. On this very moment, a paladin was born.
A day later, Cinder was on the road to RedGate to tell his father that he was now a Holy Warrior of Gorethar. Time passed and he finally went back to his birth place, to find a new life......
The Chosen of Jariel
more to come........
Friends and Associates
All the member of the Order of Gorethar count as his close friends and familly. More particulary Edge Dravenmore for who he work at Edge's Rarity Store. Aspen Stormcat, High Paladin who is an example of dedication for him. Kale Allonar his Sponsor within the Order and Kharak Hammerstar the Battlemaster from who he take valuable advise.
Opinions
- Malekite are pathetic and declining being who are only good if a sword is half thrusted into their body
- Valokian are not really better than Malekite. They preach that they respect laws and protect it. Of course! they make the law at their advantage to continu sheme their powerlust plot. So who's the worse? the assassin commiting a murder, or the one who ask for it in the shadow? Puppetteer, that's what they are, never trust a Valokian and never ever be in debt to one of them.
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