Tyrant
Name: Ticalos Mal
Age: 37
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Weapon:First and foremost, his hands and feet. He also wields a blacksteel and black-hilted katana, similar to his general's, as well as a half dozen 6" blacksteel throwing knives.
The katana is approximately 42" in length, with a small blood channel running down the center of the blade. Off the pommel hangs a red tassel. There are whispers that this tassel was white, until the Tyrant killed the previous Monarchs of Crystair. The tassel was then stained with their combined blood.
The throwing knives are virtual facsimiles of the katana, scaled down in size and minus the tassel.
Class: Dark Monk
Position: Tyrant, King of Umbra, Usurper of Crystair
Element: Darkness
Starting Ability: Shadowbolt. Allowing the shadows to coalesce around him, the Tyrant solidifies the darkness into a solid stream, and sends this bolt of darkness towards his enemy. Effective to a range of 200 yards, the bolt is more or less round in shape, with a diameter of six feet. As the bolt is solid, it hits like a massive punch, and can knock virtually anyone backwards varying distances (depends on weight, distance, strength of Tyrant when bolt is cast, etc.) It has the capability of completely incapacitating, but not killing, an average, fully armored soldier. As such, the Tyrant often aims to knock the enemy back into a sharp object, or off a cliff, or something similar to inflict a killing blow.
Physical Description: A bit on the short side of the scale, Ticalos Mal is powerfully built. He stands 5'7" and weighs 180 pounds, the vast majority of it muscle and sinew. He has no hair, as he keeps it shaved down to the scalp as part of a cleansing ritual. His eyes are a dark brown, nearly black. Many a man and woman have succumbed to the strength of will in those eyes. They sit deep in the shadowed recesses of his prominent orbital and cheek bones. His face can be described as hawkish and severe. It is all angles and no curves, casting innumerable small shadows across itself. It is attractive, to be sure, but it is at the same time harsh and unyielding. The nose is prominent as well, slightly large relative to his face, straight, almost sharp.
His torso is well built, and is a V-shape, wide at the shoulders, and gradullay narrowing down to his waist. The lean muscles are well-defined across his body. His arms are thick and strong, as are his legs. The entire left side of his torso, front and back, starting below his collarbone and extending to the point of his hip, is covered in a swirling black tattoo. There is no discernible pattern to the ink, and it often reminds those few who have seen it of staring into the depths of a cave in the darkness. Apart from the tattoo, his skin is fair and unblemished.
The majority of the time, Ticalos dons a black do bok, a martial arts uniform. (White uniform linked in order to better see details.) The do bok and ti (belt) are both completely black, with no adornment whatsoever. While on the throne of Umbra, taking care of official business, Ticalos wears black silk pants, a white fine cotton shirt, and black velvet robe over the top of all, as well as black cured leather sandals. While traveling, Ticalos again dons the do bok, and adds a pair of black doeskin boots and a black traveling cloak.
Personality: Ticalos is a master manipulator. Very adept at reading people's emotions, he will play two people against one another as if they were pieces in a game. He is quiet, but strong of will. His constant meditation has allowed him to become nearly emotionless himself, but he will allow himself the joy of certain feelings. Chief among those being anger. He has no qualms about killing others, and similarly has no problem with sending his own soldiers to their deaths if it suits his purpose.
He is loyal to none but himself, but at the same time expects and demands unswerving loyalty to his Umbran banner. Those he considers disloyal are summarily executed, as Ticalos has neither time nor mercy for traitors. His greed is limitless. He has set his sights far beyond Umbra and Crystair. He rules his constituents with an iron fist, taking everything he can from them, while giving back just enough to keep his country running.
There is a small group of insiders that Ticalos will turn to for input and information. This group includes his Dark General and a few selected viziers, as well as informants he has selectively stationed across his various lands. Anyone outside of this group of people is considered untrustworthy, and will become pawns of Ticalos at his earliest convenience.
History: Will be revealed through various aspects of the RP.
Name: Ticalos Mal
Age: 37
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Weapon:First and foremost, his hands and feet. He also wields a blacksteel and black-hilted katana, similar to his general's, as well as a half dozen 6" blacksteel throwing knives.
The katana is approximately 42" in length, with a small blood channel running down the center of the blade. Off the pommel hangs a red tassel. There are whispers that this tassel was white, until the Tyrant killed the previous Monarchs of Crystair. The tassel was then stained with their combined blood.
The throwing knives are virtual facsimiles of the katana, scaled down in size and minus the tassel.
Class: Dark Monk
Position: Tyrant, King of Umbra, Usurper of Crystair
Element: Darkness
Starting Ability: Shadowbolt. Allowing the shadows to coalesce around him, the Tyrant solidifies the darkness into a solid stream, and sends this bolt of darkness towards his enemy. Effective to a range of 200 yards, the bolt is more or less round in shape, with a diameter of six feet. As the bolt is solid, it hits like a massive punch, and can knock virtually anyone backwards varying distances (depends on weight, distance, strength of Tyrant when bolt is cast, etc.) It has the capability of completely incapacitating, but not killing, an average, fully armored soldier. As such, the Tyrant often aims to knock the enemy back into a sharp object, or off a cliff, or something similar to inflict a killing blow.
Physical Description: A bit on the short side of the scale, Ticalos Mal is powerfully built. He stands 5'7" and weighs 180 pounds, the vast majority of it muscle and sinew. He has no hair, as he keeps it shaved down to the scalp as part of a cleansing ritual. His eyes are a dark brown, nearly black. Many a man and woman have succumbed to the strength of will in those eyes. They sit deep in the shadowed recesses of his prominent orbital and cheek bones. His face can be described as hawkish and severe. It is all angles and no curves, casting innumerable small shadows across itself. It is attractive, to be sure, but it is at the same time harsh and unyielding. The nose is prominent as well, slightly large relative to his face, straight, almost sharp.
His torso is well built, and is a V-shape, wide at the shoulders, and gradullay narrowing down to his waist. The lean muscles are well-defined across his body. His arms are thick and strong, as are his legs. The entire left side of his torso, front and back, starting below his collarbone and extending to the point of his hip, is covered in a swirling black tattoo. There is no discernible pattern to the ink, and it often reminds those few who have seen it of staring into the depths of a cave in the darkness. Apart from the tattoo, his skin is fair and unblemished.
The majority of the time, Ticalos dons a black do bok, a martial arts uniform. (White uniform linked in order to better see details.) The do bok and ti (belt) are both completely black, with no adornment whatsoever. While on the throne of Umbra, taking care of official business, Ticalos wears black silk pants, a white fine cotton shirt, and black velvet robe over the top of all, as well as black cured leather sandals. While traveling, Ticalos again dons the do bok, and adds a pair of black doeskin boots and a black traveling cloak.
Personality: Ticalos is a master manipulator. Very adept at reading people's emotions, he will play two people against one another as if they were pieces in a game. He is quiet, but strong of will. His constant meditation has allowed him to become nearly emotionless himself, but he will allow himself the joy of certain feelings. Chief among those being anger. He has no qualms about killing others, and similarly has no problem with sending his own soldiers to their deaths if it suits his purpose.
He is loyal to none but himself, but at the same time expects and demands unswerving loyalty to his Umbran banner. Those he considers disloyal are summarily executed, as Ticalos has neither time nor mercy for traitors. His greed is limitless. He has set his sights far beyond Umbra and Crystair. He rules his constituents with an iron fist, taking everything he can from them, while giving back just enough to keep his country running.
There is a small group of insiders that Ticalos will turn to for input and information. This group includes his Dark General and a few selected viziers, as well as informants he has selectively stationed across his various lands. Anyone outside of this group of people is considered untrustworthy, and will become pawns of Ticalos at his earliest convenience.
History: Will be revealed through various aspects of the RP.
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