[dir=ltr]In Game Name (IGN):[/dir][dir=ltr]LuciferLitharial[/dir] [dir=ltr]How did you find us? (Forums, friend, previous member, etc…)[/dir][dir=ltr]Referred by a friend I play other games with[/dir] [dir=ltr]About You: [/dir][dir=ltr]20 year old English male. I'm at uni and doing horribly, trying to find something meaningful to do with my life like be a games tester or a pilot.[/dir] [dir=ltr]I play a lot of games and generally tend towards the creative, including sandboxes, and even writing fiction.[/dir] [dir=ltr]
CHARACTER INFORMATION
[/dir][dir=ltr]Name: [/dir][dir=ltr]Lucifer Litharial[/dir] [dir=ltr]Age: [/dir][dir=ltr]27[/dir] [dir=ltr]Gender: [/dir][dir=ltr]Male[/dir] [dir=ltr]Appearance: [/dir][dir=ltr]Lucifer has silver-grey hair, which is odd for someone his age. He blames his grandmother's blood. His eyes are green and if one was being cliche they might compare them to emeralds; but I'm not going to be cliche I'm going to be accurate, so they're more like the colour of oxidised copper like the Statue of Liberty. He's short to average height, somewhere indescript between 5'7" and 5'8". The young chap has a fair complexion, and doesn't tan easily.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Clothing-wise, Lucifer tends towards a light brown tunic/shirt worn over a chainmail shirt with a loose scarf-like neck. That neck-piece is worn over the tunic, tied to his right shoulder and chest.[/dir][dir=ltr]The tunic is short-sleeved, but the chainmail isn't. It visibly covers his arms down to his wrists, where they disappear and end inside a pair of brown leather fingerless gloves. He also has a pair of iron bracers on each arm, and his right arm has another piece of iron plate on his upper arm for added protection.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Lucifer wears a pair of fairly loose dark brown trousers that he tucks into a pair of thick-set black leather boots. The boots are adorned with a small piece of metal plate on their outer sides to protect his ankles. Likewise, he wears a full leg of plate on his right side for the same reason that he wears plate on his right arm.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Lucifer's belt has all manner of sheaths and pouches attached to it, most of which are empty save for a rather ornate longsword sheath currently occupied by an out of place plain iron longsword.[/dir][dir=ltr]Personality: [/dir][dir=ltr]Lucifer is jealous and prideful. Best way of summing him up. Feeling betrayed by his father from a young age, Lucifer has always been jealous of the people who were more loved than him. It wasn't always like that, hence the resentment. The problem is that Lucifer's childhood trauma has left him unable to tell who those people are. Nowadays if they're not family, they're the people who took his father's love from him. If they are family, then they're even worse, because everyone else sided with dad.[/dir] [dir=ltr]He's not all bad. In his heart he's a good man. A bit twisted, but good. He was the favourite son even though he was youngest, and he enjoyed helping his father. Nowadays he doesn't really help anyone but himself, but there are cracks in every facade, and sometimes Lucifer's good side comes through.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Backstory: [/dir][dir=ltr]A loving father, adoring brothers, and a warm home. Those are the things Lucifer should remember of his childhood. Growing up on the southern coast of the mainland in the midst of the civil war, Lucifer was lucky that his father had made a home for them atop a strong granite sea stack. Connected to the land by only a drawbridge, they were safe should trouble ever brew.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Were he lucky, he should’ve even been able to remember a loving mother. But Lucifer was not lucky, not here. Lucifer’s mother Mariah died soon after giving birth to Gabriel. Vulnerable and weakened by childbirth, Mariah fell to a flu that would’ve merely taken another out of commission for a week or so.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Not that it often did. Their corner of the coast, a small region by the name of Azarius and a smaller town that the people called Stone Haven, was one of the more peaceful areas during the war. The granite cliffs stood nearly 200ft tall and kept pirates at bay. No the threat was to come from inland, bandits and raiders who might’ve wanted to take Stone Haven or even Azarius. A small militia was maintained by the people. Soldiers and Warriors and the like; heck even a knight bore arms. That seemed to be all that was needed to secure the area.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Lucifer’s father, Yahney, was not one of these men. He was social man, and ran a hostel in the town, housing and looking after people. Yahney loved his work like he loved his children, and it was this love that corrupted Lucifer.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Lucifer helped Yahney during his childhood days, working odd jobs over the years. Yahney’s work was always apt for the boy. At first the jobs were simple, helping tidy the shelves in the kitchen or tidying the hostel rooms. As Lucifer grew, he would help gather firewood or fix beds and other furniture. Had things gone well, he would’ve started running the hostel’s bar at sixteen.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Lucifer had two brothers, Michael and Gabriel. Michael was, like Lucifer, in complete adoration for their father. Gabriel was too carefree at the time to understand. Lucifer began to sour when he was seven. He was a jealous boy, and didn’t like that their father spent so much time in the hostel. Michael tried to reassure him that dad was just busy, and for a time it worked. Yahney would come out and play with them when he returned home, and all was well.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Lucifer’s part in their childhood play was illusion and magic tricks. He had a natural talent for sleight of hand. Lucifer would take great pleasure in the stunned looks of his two brother’s as their toys would disappear from view or be magically switched with others.[/dir] [dir=ltr]As the years passed, Lucifer would continue to practice his tricks, developing his skills and coming up with new tricks. It was useful for getting food or money once Lucifer left his home, so Lucifer found a use for it even all the way till the present days[/dir] [dir=ltr]But when Lucifer got older, around the time that the first spark lit in the dusk gate and Lucifer was broaching ten years of ages, Michael’s words seemed to have less of an effect. Lucifer began to feel that Michael was blinded by adoration. Lucifer fell out and fought with Michael more and more, opting instead to keep company with the younger Gabriel. They would play together, and Lucifer would teach little tricks to Gabriel. If dad was to spend his love on strangers, then Lucifer would look after Gabriel himself and be a better parent than Yahney was.[/dir] [dir=ltr]It got worse when news that the war had ended reached Stone Haven. Visitors were not viewed with such caution, and the hostel received more visitors than ever before. Yahney was flooded with new friends and stories and people, and Lucifer watched as these people stole the love of his father from him. Yahney would come home exhausted and after feeding the boys would retire rather promptly.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Lucifer’s heart grew cold in response. He grew jealous. He had been his father’s pride and joy, and now dad had no time for him. When he was seventeen he ran away, looking for someone better than his father. He said nothing to Michael or Gabriel, but vowed to be better than Yahney.[/dir][dir=ltr]For five years he travelled the mainland. A young boy looking for work and a place to live. Some turned him away, too old to be a new son. Others took him in, clothing and feeding him. These people were so kind to him, and that should have been the end of it. [/dir] [dir=ltr]But it wasn’t, for where Lucifer should have seen kind people, he could only see the cruel faces of the strangers who his father loved more than he. Unable to stay with these kinds of people, Lucifer would keep on moving. [/dir] [dir=ltr]As he grew, he learned. For five years following his eighteenth birthday Lucifer trained as a warrior for some band of mercenaries. He learnt how to use a sword and move in armour. He favoured less armour which afforded him more agility, and actually enjoyed the fights he was paid to have. Mercenary life seemed to suit him. He just wished he didn’t have to interact with people to do it.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Lucifer finally decided, in his twenty-fourth year, to retire himself to the forbidden lands. Perhaps there he could live in solitude, far from the people who hurt him. He could make a new life, have a child, and never let them feel neglected like he was.[/dir] [dir=ltr]The journey to the northern coast took another year. Lucifer worked the whole way, saving every coin he could to buy passage across the frigid northern seas. A captain took his far in the port of Elfwater, and from there the journey took him across to an established town on the southern coast of that northern continent.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Lucifer then travelled east, trying to find somewhere to settle. A tavern wench along the way told tale of a town called Nightveil. A secluded place, not many were said to live there. If Lucifer was to find solitude, he felt that Nightveil might be such a place.[/dir] [dir=ltr]Capabilities: [/dir][dir=ltr]Swordsmanship - Competent[/dir][dir=ltr]Illusion and other tricks - Apprentice[/dir][dir=ltr]Archery - Novice[/dir][dir=ltr]Cooking - Novice[/dir] [dir=ltr]Items: [/dir][dir=ltr]Iron sword[/dir] [dir=ltr]Additional Comments:[/dir][dir=ltr]Lucifer is, fairly obviously, based on the fallen angel Lucifer. I don’t want to disguise that fact, and I don’t intend to simply do as the mythology of Lucifer might suggest. This character is the angel Lucifer, were he human, in Mesalia.[/dir] [dir=ltr]I’ve tried to keep his skills sparse, to allow lots of learning through role-play.[/dir]