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Laris Obscura

"I'm not invisible, it's just that everyone chooses to look past me..."

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a character in “Dragon Emblem”, as played by HitoriRaven

Description

Name Laris Oscura
Nickname Who would give me a nickname..? My name is not long enough for one anyway..
Age 20 years old
Gender Male
Race Lian
Height 6' 1"
Weight 165 lbs
Hair Color Chalk white
Eye Color Pinkish-red
Complexion Actually closer to tan
Distinguishing Marks A black banded tattoo above my left elbow and a scar running down the same arm from about the beginning of the tattoo to the wrist...
Visual Appearance Image
Written Appearance If you are confused by my strange white hair, then you would be correct. It is one of the things that keeps me apart from the others in my village. I was born a psuedo-albino, however, in reality I have not problems with light. Otherwise, I would not be so tan, yes? I prefer to keep my hair less than shoulder length, but not too short; it helps to hide my face. The other strange feature is my red-almost-pink eyes, another byproduct of birth. It's one of the two things that people will recognize me by.

I usually wear black, as it helps me fade away, even with my white hair. I will only wear another colour...well, I won't wear other colours. For the most part. If you must know, I carry two short-swords at my back. I prefer not to wear jewelry, though I do have a piercing on my left ear, for the occasional earring. I also always wear a simple necklace with a dark pendant on it.

Personality While my features are not dark, I choose to wear the colours that are. I have frequently wished I could fade away, so that no one could see me. Everyone seems to shun me for being different, even though I am still a person - albeit one with strange features. However, as such, I have always felt at home in the night, the dark, whatever enshrouds me. I can identify with it.

I am very patient. Whenever it is my turn to hunt, I can wait for hours to get the perfect kill, causing the least pain necessary. I am not a sadistic person, and like the darkness I hide it, I seek to relieve pain, not to cause it. This does not only apply here. Years of being shunned as a different person - a demon, to some - have also made me very withstanding of talking to people, in the rare case I do so. I do not hate them for doing so, I simply choose to understand why they feel this way. I understand that seem different to the others in the village, and even though they do not accept me, I accept them. Similar to how the darkness accepts me.

Everywhere, and yet not. Despite my isolation, I seem to hear everything, and seem to be everywhere. For the most part, people have chosen ignore me, which I use to my advantage. Despite standing out, I also seem to blend into the background at most times. I am fine with this; I do not enjoy talking to others very much. However, I will not let any of my village-mates get hurt. While many seem to fear the dark, think of what hides in it, I choose to give others what the darkness gives me. That is, safety. I will protect this village and its people with my life, and I will seek to give back, prove myself to those who shun me, in hopes they will understand that I am just as much a person as anyone else.
Quirks I could be described as...anti-social. However, this is mostly because of the village seeking to isolate me. In the rare case I do get a conversation with someone else, I enjoy it very much. It does seem I do not say much in those cases though...perhaps I require more communication in order to change this.

I am nocturnal, however it really does not matter. I simply prefer to be awake during the night, when I am less recognizable. In the day, people go about their work, and do not bother with a sleeping reject. However, outside circumstances mean that this is viable to change, and I do not mind either way.

I have a double-edged sword in the way of trust. I believe that I am easily trusting in anyone who approaches me, though various times I have found this was only to hurt me more. However, I have moved past these problems. I will stay true to my belief that if I am accepted, these things will stop. Thus, I must focus on proving my worth to everyone else.
Likes Light
Darkness
Conversation with a few people
Life
The village and its inhabitants
DislikesLarge groups
Danger to the village
Fighting
Killing
Death
Talents
I am proficient with my blades, however much I wish they did not need to see use.
Otherwise, I am decent at cooking, foraging, hunting, and sewing. Having less interaction with others gives you more time to learn more self-sufficient skills...
My other skills lie in observation and tracking, due to my extreme patience. I can follow someone, or something, without being noticed easily.
Finally, perhaps not a talent per-say, I can see well at night. Having grown up with it, or perhaps due to my strange reddish eyes, I can easily make my way in the darkness. The morning, the day, does not give me much trouble, however, a quick change from dark to light will keep me blinded longer than most.

Background I...did not know my parents. From the rare word I have heard of them from the other villagers(when they do not think I am listening, I might add) I know that my mother was Delerian and my father was Caelum. They came to Liam to give birth to me, however, after this, they returned promptly to their respective sides. While I understand that there was love between them, the only way in can be seen is through me. However, duty called, and I was left to be orphaned in this village. However, I do not spite them; in fact, my parents are one of the reasons I do not spite anyone. I will move past the hate of my difference and become accepted by this village. Since being left here, I have grown up, only allowed contact with the other children until their parents thought me too strange and a bad influence. I live by myself, though I have a met a hermit on my rare journeys into the woods. He has not disclosed his name, however, I do know he was an assassin before this. This is where I have learned my skills. While I do not agree with the methods, I must admit these skills can also be used to protect, thus, I have taken it upon myself to learn them in case the time should come when I will need them.

Element Luxo - Darkness
Weapon Twin short-swords
Weapon Skills
Pinpoint Weakness - With a lot of observation, I can easily take down a target if necessary. I can find the most efficient and painless way of doing so. This is more effective at night, when it is harder to spot me. However, I can do it in the daytime with enough cover and time.

Armor Pierce - In a direct battle, I can find a crack in the opponent's armor or perhaps even weapon. However, again, this requires time, though not as much as Pinpoint Weakness.

Darkness Evade - I can easily evade most projectiles even when it is dark. This applies to a lesser extent with melee blows.

So begins...

Laris Obscura's Story

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Character Portrait: Aleiva Yrtera Character Portrait: Neal Songburrow Character Portrait: Linde Xe' Almna Character Portrait: Laris Obscura
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#, as written by Yorda
The Hospice

A silence fell between Aleiva and Laris on the way back. As shy as Aleiva was, and as nervous as Laris was around her, it wasn't all that surprising. At least it wasn't a very long walk. Within a few minuets, Aleiva was opening the hospice doors, Laris right behind her, and the first thing she saw was the back of Neal's head. The young Apothecary quickly took a step back, nearly stepping on Laris's foot in the process. "S-sorry.." Aleiva whispered to Laris before looking back at Neal.

Aleiva looked at her shoes and tapped her index fingers together sheepishly. If the monk didn't step aside so the two could enter, Aleiva would be forced to... ask nicely. "Uh.. I'm sorry but I uh.. C-could I... Maybe.. uh.. get-get through...? I mean.. If-if you don't mind.." Without a patient to take care of, Aleiva was back to her usual, timid self. Though she was always gentail and soft spoken, when she had some one who needed help, some one who was relying on her, it was so much easier to push her anxieties to the side in order to help them. Once she no longer had that to focus on, they cropped right back up on the girl.

Glancing up for a moment, the young Apothecary spotted Linde past the white haired man and smiled sheepishly before looking at her shoes again. She wouldn't have to hunt her friend down after all, that was good. "Uh.. Linde? Are-are you Alright..? What happened to the... Delarian..?" She could only hope that they had found the man's belongings, returned them, and the Delarian was now fine and on his way... but Linde seemed troubled. Of course, it could have been anything that was bothering her friend. All Aleiva knew was something WAS bothering her. Being overly sensitive to others had it's occasional perks.

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Linde looked up when the monk asked her about Aleiva and tried her best to offer a smile, but it was weak compared to her usual bright and energetic smile.

"She'll be back soon enough." She said softly.

Linde sighed to herself and took a moment to reflect once more on the events that had transpired. It was obvious that today's events had sparked something inside that was extremely combative and almost outright malicious. She had intended to burn the man's belongings just because he went against her wishes and had started a confrontation in her home village. She was also ready to kill him if need be which was a first for her. Never before in her life had she actually wanted someone dead, but today that was not the case.

It was painful for her to know that she had carried such horrible thoughts. Her whole life had been lived with the intent to use her skills to do nothing more than survive if it came to it, not to intentionally inflict pain or try to kill someone. Something was wrong with her, and she wanted to know what. The problem was that her parents weren't here so they could not give her the advice she was seeking and Aleiva probably wouldn't know what was going on. One way or the other she was determined to find out though.

Aleiva finally walked through the door and greeted Linde in her usual timid manner which made Linde smile both inside and out. It was nice to hear Aleiva's calm and quiet voice again. It helped Linde to recall what she was like before the Delerian arrived and resume that more natural persona she carried with her before his arrival.

"Well Aleiva, I wouldn't say I'm alright but we'll talk about it later. Right now you have a guest who has business with the Apothecary... I'll go clean my wounds in my room and we can talk later when you aren't busy." She said gently to her friend with a smile.

She came forward from her seat and placed a hand on Aleiva's shoulder, offering her a somewhat forced smile before walking away down the hall to her room. She closed the door behind her and gently pulled her sleeve down over her shoulder so she could see the wounds from before. Her finger nails were longer than usual, and she made a mental note to cut them so she couldn't do this to herself again as she brought out a small supply kit and used what was inside to dress and clean the wound before bandaging it and replacing her shoulder sleeve once again and laying down on her back on her bed.

She stared up at the ceiling with her arms at her sides and her legs straight out as she continued to reflect on those horrible thoughts from earlier and the pain they were beginning to cause inside.

Linde didn't even know it, but she was crying silent tears which slowly flowed down the sides of her face and started to soak into her bed sheets beneath her.

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The Apothecary

"She'll be back soon enough"

Neal began to bow his thanks when he heard the door open behind him and a soft, timid voice come from behind.

"Uh.. I'm sorry but I uh.. C-could I... Maybe.. uh.. get-get through...? I mean.. If-if you don't mind.."

Neal quickly took a step to the side and mumbled his apologies, turning to look and realized it was the apothecarist herself who was just entering, followed by a rather shy looking fellow that had the same premature white hair that the monk had. With a nod in the boy's direction Neal returned his attention to the apothecarist, a polite smile on his face and waited until she had greeted her friend and seemed unoccupied before speaking up.

"Hello there, I spent the last couple of days gathering up some of the herbs from Greenpeak and I was wondering if perhaps you were in need of some of what I found if you would like to purchase some of them. Or better yet trade for them if you have a few unused or extraneous items laying around that you are no longer in need of. Specifically I managed to break the handle on my cooking pot so I am in need of a new one before returning to camp." Neal pulled the leather bag from his shoulders and flipped open the top, revealing the stacks of herbs he had placed in there, each type of herb tied into a nice bundle with its own kind to avoid mixing the ingredients.