New Character Submission - Xabbu Al'vord

[Fastic]

Character: Xabbu Al'vord
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Class: Sorcerer
Race: Human
Alignment: Chaotic Good



Biography:

Name: Xabbu
Age : 22 years old
Class: Sorcerer
Race: Human
Alignment : CG
Deity: none

Biography

Brown eyes, dark skin and shoulder long black hair with a skinny of build. He might have been above average in physical appearance. Had it not been for several pox scars scattered across his face.. below his Right eye is what might look like a tear. But if you look close you can see that it is in fact a small flame.

He wears a worn backpack and a even more worn but thick set of clothes. Brown thick pants nd worn boots. A white but very dirty shirt with a brown coat.. on his coat he has a small metal flower pin set.

Xabbu grew up in a small village, mostly made up of farmers and what few craftsmen such a village might need. Being the son of the blacksmith, he was one of the few kids to actually spend his full time in the village itself. A fact that gave him a rather lonely childhood. it was quickly discovered that Xabbu was not going to step in his fathers footstep. Born with heavy complications that almost killed him and his mother, he was from first step considered a weak and fragile child. Despite being the child of dark skinned parents when he was born. His skin was thin and pale, and some of the good wives even went so far as to whisper that he must be the offspring of one of a woman's sin and betrayal of her husband, it was not uncommon for peddlers to stop by the village after all.

Overcoming the first hard weeks in his life.He finally reaching a point where his survival seemed sure. The white and fragile skin began to slowly turn to the right pigmentation and the whispers of him being a bastard slowly faded. But this was far from the end of his problems.

Growing up he suffered several serious diseases. At one time the pox almost got to him. Which shows by few scattered scars in his face. His physical strange was nothing to speak off either. Even by the strong desire of his father for him to follow in his foot step and forcing the boy to do physical labor to get some muscles on his body. He kept being small and fragile and his stamina very low.

Around the age of 16 Xabbu's father had given up on him long ago. Xabbu was pretty much an outsider in the city, His only friend was the girl Marie, that would come in from her parents farm a few times a month. The only time of week Xabbu had to look forwards to, was the hours he could spend playing with Marie, and later with age in the natural way of things. spend time kissing her in the hay. But that joy would not last forever....

A loud scream was heard in the dark night followed by the words yelled in a shrieking female voice "FIRE, FIRE" the echo soon picked up by others woken by the noise. Within minutes the whole center of the small city was in the street organizing the afford to stop the fire and keep it from spreading. The flames licked the sky from the blacksmiths place. The heavy front door banging open and the half naked boy came running out "She is in there! Marie is in there get her out! I don't know what happened one moment we were and then fire all over the place.. blisters and screaming and fire".. The boy feel to his knee infront of the door, the people around him rushing into the house trying to get to the upstairs at the boys guidance. leaving him, feeling exhausted.. his head feel to the ground and he passed out.

He woke up looking around a room that clearly looked like one of the rooms in the small Inn. feeling thirsty he looked around.. a small jar standing next to the bed. lifting his hand to pick it up his hand comes to a sudden stop as the chain from the cuffs attached to the wall stops him. With panic spreading he looks around not understanding what happened. Having heard him the Inn keeper looks in on him, "There you are boy.." the man shooked his head "horrible thing you did.. I would never have believed that of you" with a small sigh the man turned around and left.. Xabbu not understanding what he had done but knowing what he were now just stared at the door in disbelieve. His girlfriend and future wife, she had been promised to him despite his oddness his father had a small degree of wealth. and a farmers girl could have done worse. Had just died and he was locked up?. :

As it turns out. what people assumed at first was that he had somehow started a fire and that his girlfriend had been caught in the fire burned alive. What they did not know at that point was that the fire was an accident. The first manifestation of his in born powers. Xabbu was a Sorcerer.

Taken to the nearest city with a court of law. It was later discovered just what exactly what Xabbu were. It then was ruled that despite the horrible events Xabbu was not to be put to blame. So with the knowledge that he, even if it was not intentionally, had killed his future wife. Xabbu left the village and the life behind. He simply picked up what little he had and left without a word..

Time there after have been spend on the road traveling with no goal. Living off performing with his abilities. That over the years have become somewhat refined.. and that is where he still is today.

[jrizz]

Good story. Just two things to look at:

1. It would be good to pick a place on Layonara where his village is.
2. The name Xabbu is a prominent character in the Otherland series by Tad Williams. We do not accept the use of PC names from published works. Maybe a slight change would be best.

Thanks

[Fastic]

Originally Posted by jrizz

Good story. Just two things to look at:

1. It would be good to pick a place on Layonara where his village is.
2. The name Xabbu is a prominent character in the Otherland series by Tad Williams. We do not accept the use of PC names from published works. Maybe a slight change would be best.

Thanks

Ah Yeah I had forgotten about that rule *smiles* and goes searching for a name Generator to find a new name!.

And i intentionally left out where in Layonara he is from, to be able to place his Place of origin later on, when i am more familiar with the setting. I would appreciate if i could have the story approved without saying where he is from just yet! so i can decide as i go ICly in time when i am more familiar with the Setting. but i will of course give the maps and info a look if it is a requirement1

Regards Fastic

[Fastic]

Character: Kekin Al'vord
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Class: Sorcerer
Race: Human
Alignment: Chaotic Good



Biography:

Name: Kekin Al'vord
Age : 22 years old
Class: Sorcerer
Race: Human
Alignment : CG
Deity: none

Biography

Brown eyes, dark skin and shoulder long black hair with a skinny of build. He might have been above average in physical appearance. Had it not been for several pox scars scattered across his face.. below his Right eye is what might look like a tear. But if you look close you can see that it is in fact a small flame.

He wears a worn backpack and a even more worn but thick set of clothes. Brown thick pants nd worn boots. A white but very dirty shirt with a brown coat.. on his coat he has a small metal flower pin set.

Kekin grew up in a small village, mostly made up of farmers and what few craftsmen such a village might need. Being the son of the blacksmith, he was one of the few kids to actually spend his full time in the village itself. A fact that gave him a rather lonely childhood. it was quickly discovered that Kekin was not going to step in his fathers footstep. Born with heavy complications that almost killed him and his mother, he was from first step considered a weak and fragile child. Despite being the child of dark skinned parents when he was born. His skin was thin and pale, and some of the good wives even went so far as to whisper that he must be the offspring of one of a woman's sin and betrayal of her husband, it was not uncommon for peddlers to stop by the village after all.

Overcoming the first hard weeks in his life.He finally reaching a point where his survival seemed sure. The white and fragile skin began to slowly turn to the right pigmentation and the whispers of him being a bastard slowly faded. But this was far from the end of his problems.

Growing up he suffered several serious diseases. At one time the pox almost got to him. Which shows by few scattered scars in his face. His physical strange was nothing to speak off either. Even by the strong desire of his father for him to follow in his foot step and forcing the boy to do physical labor to get some muscles on his body. He kept being small and fragile and his stamina very low.

Around the age of 16 Kekin's father had given up on him long ago. Kekin was pretty much an outsider in the city, His only friend was the girl Marie, that would come in from her parents farm a few times a month. The only time of week Kekin had to look forwards to, was the hours he could spend playing with Marie, and later with age in the natural way of things. spend time kissing her in the hay. But that joy would not last forever....

A loud scream was heard in the dark night followed by the words yelled in a shrieking female voice "FIRE, FIRE" the echo soon picked up by others woken by the noise. Within minutes the whole center of the small city was in the street organizing the afford to stop the fire and keep it from spreading. The flames licked the sky from the blacksmiths place. The heavy front door banging open and the half naked boy came running out "She is in there! Marie is in there get her out! I don't know what happened one moment we were and then fire all over the place.. blisters and screaming and fire".. The boy feel to his knee infront of the door, the people around him rushing into the house trying to get to the upstairs at the boys guidance. leaving him, feeling exhausted.. his head feel to the ground and he passed out.

He woke up looking around a room that clearly looked like one of the rooms in the small Inn. feeling thirsty he looked around.. a small jar standing next to the bed. lifting his hand to pick it up his hand comes to a sudden stop as the chain from the cuffs attached to the wall stops him. With panic spreading he looks around not understanding what happened. Having heard him the Inn keeper looks in on him, "There you are boy.." the man shooked his head "horrible thing you did.. I would never have believed that of you" with a small sigh the man turned around and left.. Kekin not understanding what he had done but knowing what he were now just stared at the door in disbelieve. His girlfriend and future wife, she had been promised to him despite his oddness his father had a small degree of wealth. and a farmers girl could have done worse. Had just died and he was locked up?. :

As it turns out. what people assumed at first was that he had somehow started a fire and that his girlfriend had been caught in the fire burned alive. What they did not know at that point was that the fire was an accident. The first manifestation of his in born powers. Kekin was a Sorcerer.

Taken to the nearest city with a court of law. It was later discovered just what exactly what Kekin were. It then was ruled that despite the horrible events Kekin was not to be put to blame. So with the knowledge that he, even if it was not intentionally, had killed his future wife. Kekin left the village and the life behind. He simply picked up what little he had and left without a word..

Time there after have been spend on the road traveling with no goal. Living off performing with his abilities. That over the years have become somewhat refined.. and that is where he still is today.

[jrizz]

OK go for it.
Your character has been approved.

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Password is layoplayer

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