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Full Name:Telemachus Woyzeck
Nickname:Soul
Biographical:
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: Unkown
Age: Early 20's
Hair: Brown in a shaggy manner mid way on forehead.
Skin: Tanned complexion.
Eyes: Blue with a white pupil
Height: 5"8, 68 inches, 173 cm
Weight: 155
Place of Residence: Unknown
Place of Birth: Unknown
Relatives: All deceased minus one brother.
Enemies: Many and Counting
Allies: Federation.
Pets: Sabertooth Snow Tiger. Named Avalyn.
Occupation: Hunter, Tracker, Federation Fighter, Archer
Crafting: Woodworker and Forester.
Appearance:
Tall slender built male. Muscles toned and hold more strength
due to work for tensile strength over the years in his professions.
Fashion of Choice:
White hooded top piece with intersecting black. sleeves form fitted to arms, with vambraces over top. No undershirt of any kind in the slight V/Y pattern in the front of the shirt. Wears and amulet that chain can be seen. Pants of the same style though looser for better movement when moving. Barefooted no shoes. Half face mask black with an intricate cross on it. Intricate black and white back quiver.
Armor of Choice:
Hardened blue and white leather hides. Leather covers the majority of the mid section of the body with only padded reinforcements around the shoulders and back for better maneuverability with the bow. Leather armor and boots cover the majority of his lower body. More rugged leather quiver a bit larger worn on his back. Blue dragon scale hood and a white half face mask with a blue cross on it.
Weapons of Choice:
Celeritas - A simple hand hewed longbow blessed by the goddess Artemis and imbued with powers from Hermes and Hephaestus. The bow is a elegant smooth white yew that shimmers with blue lines. It's true power remains locked as Telemachus has yet to unlock it.
Dies Irae - Forged by the Hammer of Hephaestus and infused with powers from the God Pan. The sword also glows with the same blue lines up and down the blade. The blade a curved sweeping blade much like that of an elven make outfitted a slight sweeping pommel and a leather wrapped hilt and spike on the end.
Knife - Handmade by a smith of Arcadia. Simple and useful tool kept around for all sorts of chores.
Special Abilities: None besides the abilities of the swords.
Personality: Can be jolly but he tends to remain cold and distant.
Alignment: Good
Motivations: Work. A better future less bleak than his past was.
Disposition: Cares but tries not to show it.
Outlook: Indifferent but there is a slight spark of hope.
Religion/Philosophy: Greek mythological.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Positive Personality Traits: Loyal, Kind Heart, Patient, Sincere, Kind, Devoted, Courageous, Strong
Negative Personality Traits: Quarrelsome,
Misc. Quirks: Tends to drift off sometimes for no reason.
Affiliations:Federation, Rangers of the Saltus
Guild: Short lived affiliations with Fuurinkazan and Knights of the Blood Oath
Interests:Nature, Bodies of Water, War
Likes: Resting, Relaxing, Naps, War, Fighting, Running, Woodwork, Archery
Dislikes: Towns, Lots of people, Being the center of attention
Favorite Foods: Veal, A mixture of fruits baked into a pie,
Favorite Drinks: Water, Wine, Honey drink
Favorite Colors: Blue, White Black
Hobbies:Woodworking, Archery, Scaring people in the forest.
Details: Creating his own arrows for use with his bow. Practicing his aim. Last is rather self explanatory
Theme Songs: Across the Line - Linkin Park
History:
Earlier life is blurry even to Telemachus himself. He does not even remember his own name as he chose the name Telemachus after his time reading the Odyssey and the surname Woyzeck after learning it was a name for one who loved war. He took on Odysseus as a role model early on having no father figure for anything before being thrown through tumult wars, worlds and universes in which he was forced to survive at the will of the gods. At multiple points through his life he entered worlds unknown to himself which included Arcadia, the world of a virtual reality video game by the name Sword Art Online where his stay was brief compared to that of the others actually trapped inside the game, and Earth. His limited time on this world and his relatively young age or what appears to be a relatively young age leave him with a very pessimistic view of life. Telemachus is left utterly decimated mentally after some of his encounters though he finds the will to continue forward towards some unforeseen goal.
So begins...
"Well then, it does seem you know me. Can't say it is to much of a shock, I have seen weirder around." Xaviar couldn't help it and smiled at the end.
"So what brings you here? I tracked an assassin here."
"I do not see any of the sorts in here." Soul said taking his seat once more and continuing on with his tea.
"He's dead. I killed him outside. Well it's an android that's been tracking you Xaviar. When I found out its target I couldn't just let it happen."
Aereth hits his fist on something cloaked on the counter shorting the cloak and revealing the head of an android.
Xaviar saw the cloaked android head when it hit the counter, he didn't seem to shocked. After all this wasn't the first time a robot has tried to assinate him. Xaviar just looked at Aereth and spoke in an upbeat tone.
"Well, you know yourself, this isn't the first time a robot tried assinating me. Looks like I owe you something now, though first would you help out with Soul here?"
"I think I can handle it on my own. I do not wish to drag anyone into a problem that I can handle sufficiently on my own." Soul responded rather quickly as he did not enjoy wrapping others up in his problems.
"I'd be happy to help, Soul. What do you guys need help with?"
"Ah come on, Soul, I think we should help. It would be fun to be honest, I hadn't had much to do recently, other then drink."
Xaviar said in a more leaned back tone. He really didn't want to get denied this request. He really wanted to go out and do something fun.
Soul shakes his head slowly from left to right as he looks down at his cup.
"I do not want any help with this problem, it is mine alone to deal with right now."
"There is an SRA starship en route to this planet if you guys want to deal with that." Aereth said as he pulled out a tablet with coordinates of the starship displayed.
"SRA? What does that stand for, I can't remember it right now." Xaviar said as he rubbed the back of his head with his robotic arm, letting out a series of squeaks.
"Doesn't sound like anything that can't be handled. Let's just hope they arrive on time." Soul drawing the half mask with the cross on it down from his face as he sipped at the calming herbal brew.
"SRA stands for Self-Replicating Automoton. The ship is the size of moon and when it gets here it will consume everything and everyone on the planet. There are millions of these androids on the ship. If just one lands on the planet or will be a serious fight. They can increase their number to the hundreds within hours."
"So, I think I got that, a robot that can keep replicating if it hits the ground and their ship is the size of a moon. I am not to sure if I have fought worse but still it will be a lot of fun. Point me in the direction of their ship." A low hum slowly building to a high pitch wine started to come from Xaviar's arm as he heated it up for battle. A low blue glow started to come from the arm as it fully heated. Xaviar couldn't wait to fight.
"Are you sure that's a wise idea with the way your body is right now? It's been squeaking since I met you. I suggest preparations be made before we rush off." Soul said in his same rather reverent tone from the table he occupied.
"We have two days before they are in orbit. We won't see it though, it's cloaked and any ship in orbit will be absorbed. I've seen it take out whole fleets. I've taken one out before, its not easy and the planet might take a beating too."
Xaviar sighed slightly as his arm's hum slowly died away and the blue glow faded. He knew he had to fix up some of his robotic parts. He looked over to Soul and knew that he was right. They did have two days till the ship came.
"I guess your right Soul, I do need to oil up and repair some of my parts." He then looked to Aereth.
"So what do we do, go warn someone about a giant cloaked ship that will just absorb anyone's ship in orbit? Oh, and before I forget what the hell is your name? I don't think I should call you by my instructor's name to be honest."
"I call myself Aereth. As far as notifying someone, sending a navy at this thing is what it wants. We have to fly towards it, let it pull our ship into its hangar, and then use EMP weapons to fight our way to the core. When we knock out the core it will implode, creating a black hole. I've done this before, we're going to have millions coming after us. There is no room for error. if you want we could alert the government and their ships would keep the SRA focused on them instead of us."
"I would rather them come to us. I don't think I would do to well in space and I do not wish to even think about leaving into such a place." soul toned in as he patted his sword with his free hand.