T A E L I A N -O F- R A N N O C H
Details
Full Name: Taelian Ela'Rannoch
Race: Siltori (Famished)
Sex: Male
Age: 24
Height: 6'8”
Weight: 276 lbs
Birthdate: 3rd Day of Ash, Cinderfall, Year 95 of the 6th Age
Birthplace: The Pyred Bedlam, Silfanore
Profession: Soldier
Housing: Kalzasi
Partner: Riven
Titles: Ebon Knight
Factions: The Black Remedy (50/200), The Covenant (Member)
Rank: Cleric
Fluencies: Silvain, Common
Conversationals: Kokalath
Ineptitudes: Synskrit
Appearance
If one were to describe Taelian fully - in every detail - one could draw parallels to other of his kind; a complexion of pristine sophistication like many Siltori, bereft of any conception of animal masculinity. Free of facial hair, and much the same but for the body, clear of many scars save for those wounds burnt shut by the hot iron of the Remedy. One upon his right shoulder blade, one on his outer thigh, and one against the peak of his left elbow.
Taelian is a man of athletic form like most of his faction, with a lean muscled torso and the beginnings of robust muscles across his arms, thighs, calves and others, providing him the stamina and force necessary for his soldier-like endeavors. He is only a little above average in height among the Siltori but stands tall to others, significantly above most human men.
Taelian is sun-touched in coloration and bears pale ash blond locks, the indistinct color of his hair and skin leading a faraway onlooker perhaps to label him a High Elf. With meager, transparent facial patterns that merely wrap around the contours of his cheek bones, there is nothing about Taelian that would label him a quintessential model for his kind but perhaps, instead, a byproduct of Sil-Elaine’s many variant inhabitants.
The man’s eyes are a soft, crystallized ivory and his cheekbones are sharp in compliment to his jaw. His hair not particularly short and certainly not very long, he does not stand out a great deal and like nearly all Siltori, ensures that he is presentable and properly groomed.
Taelian's Siltori-born mutations are two: Tyrnac's Heritage, meaning he occasionally grows 'glass' scabs across his body. Additionally, he has one unique to himself that he refers to as 'the night change', where Taelian's ribcage and abdomen - as he breathes during his sleep - will illuminate a faint celestial glow, similar in appearance to moonlight, slowly radiating to higher opacity towards the zenith of his breaths. It is never, however, too bright or opaque, always maintaining a soft and gentle glow.
The back of his neck is home to the Black Sigil, the source of his Pyromancy and the scar upon his ability to feel normally, as compared to others.
Personality
One of the first and most obvious conclusions made by those who interact with him is that... Taelian is not a particularly nice fellow. He is crass, quick to chastise viewpoints that don't correspond to his own and poor at displaying any level of affinity or appreciation. It is perhaps as if he has an expectation for the person he is interacting with, and if they fit in line with that expectation he is pleased to continue with little affirmation, even when attempting to forge close relationships. Otherwise, he will act dismissive, argumentative and rude, and the Siltori has lost many a brawl with peers that did not find his unsavory demeanor to be particularly allowable.
But one cannot deny the sharp wit and seeming intellect carried by the Siltori - his worldview appears to be shaped by wisdom and experience, as if he's lived life far beyond his years even despite being so young within the Siltori framework. He certainly has an ideology, a cohesive one: that people should do as they say they wish to do. That those things should be good, and just - and that no one should be betrayed by their faith in others. Taelian believes himself to be a good man and in many ways, he is; he tries to follow through with his convictions and he understands the wrongs that he has done. As equally as he understands the misgivings of others.
Sorrowfully, a great deal of the Ebon Knight's skewed views - like his inability to relate to love - come from a source far beyond his control. As one of the first Famished, and a failed one at that, Taelian is emotionally damaged and can feel either too intensely or too little in moments that should either be reacted to quietly or with great upheaval. He is chaotic in nature; not by his will, but by a sort of compelling impulse gripping him from deep within. This fragility within his mind has led to a great deal of suffering, and curing it is one of his sole motivators.
History
WIP. Redoing history.
