Description

ZEBLITHTLAR

PYSHICAL INFORMATION

Race: Elf
Sub-Race: Dark Elf or Drow
Ethnicity: ‘Spider Kisser’ or Llothian Underdark
Height: 5’-1’’
Weight: 121 lb
Hair Color: Silvery
Eye Color: Red
Body Structure: Slender, Petite
General Health Condition: Moderate Health
Smoker?: Yes
Drinker?: Yes
Health Problems: Several Sexual Transmitted Diseases, Eating Disorder

SOCIAL INFORMATION

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio
Element: Water
Personality: Polite, Calm, Collected, Manipulative, Bigot, Two-Faced, Survivalist
Likes:
Dislikes:
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Political Affiliation: Political Independent
Occupation: Exotic Dancer
Social Class: Lower Class
Martial Status/Relationship Status: Single
Past Relationships: None (worth mentioning)
Friends: Duag Fryn'ithra
Enemies: Zen, EvaLazaro
Alliance: The Pleasure Den
Former Alliances: None

SPECIAL ABILITIES

GENERAL INFORMATION

Name: Zeblithtlar Adinaun
Alias: “Charlotte the Spider”
Rank or Title: None
Gender: Male
Age: 132
Age Appearance: Youthful
Character’s Alignment: Neutral
Character Class: Charismatic Hero
Date of Birth: 12th day of Farreach (November 19th)
Relevance to Wing City: The drow male is an employee of the seedy night club known as The Pleasure Den as well as a illegal immigrant to the city itself.

ORIGINS

Dimension or Space of Origin: Urban Arcana
Homeland: The Underdark
Education: The School of 10,000 Painful Beauties, a education in the arts of sensual pleasures and trades.
Backgrounds: Raised under the oppressive heel of a cruel society.
Biological Father:
Biological Mother:

STATS

Power:
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Speed:
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Awareness:
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Combat:
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Intellect:
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Technique:
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Endurance:
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Magic Resitance:
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Vitality:
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Engery:
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Spiritual:
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Power
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Speed
How fast this character moves in terms of running to attacks.

Awareness
How fast this character reacts and realizes.

Combat
How well this character is in melee and how well attacks are executed.

Intellect
How smart this character is in information and analyzing things, objects, and people.

Technique
How well this character uses skills/magic

Endurance
How much damage or injuries this character can take.

Magic Resistance
How much resistance toward magic this character can take as well as endure it.

Vitality
How much stamina this character has to move around.

Energy
How much energy this character has to use skills and magic

Spiritual
How well this character is connected with religion/gods/spirits/

POCCESSIONS

HISTORY

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Zeblithtlar's Story

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#2010-12-23 01:23:06, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar somewhat motion to kiss his lover across the lips once more. A bright smile gleemed across his face as he uttered outward "(and it is not my intention to ever let you go.)" he responded. It was digusting to utter it, but it could have honestly be worse, after all he could have been pledging this filth to treacherous, savage, unworthy of life sunkissed.

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#2010-12-27 23:47:08, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar broke from his trance, the drow male had been mediating for the last four hours. The evening was dark and cold outside as he rose from the trance mat. He was dressed in almost nothing, merely a simple pair of black boxers that wrapped around his slender tight body.

He motioned about several rooms of that which he manipulated and consorted Duag. A fellow dark elven, though weak and vulnerable in mind. He wielded a great weapon though and was a master of battle and thus this combination suited the young male quite nicely.

The Short drow dressed himself in a crimson red bath room as he began to wander within the chambers of the much large house, the rooms were boarded and covered with heavy drapes so Zeblithtlar's sensitive eyes did not exprience agony from the sun and the rooms were furnished with nice decore; he had been searching the local bazzaar for furniture and was surprised what the filth and the inferiors would desire to discard. . .though it was not pleasing to know that he had to purchase the sun kissed left overs and scraps.

It was no matter though, the dancer knew it was only a matter of time before he would rise in the rankings of this society, after all the stations were guarded by the weak, the feeble and soft.

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#2010-12-28 00:20:39, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar shifted his attention to Duag Fryn'ithra. His voice echoed through out the chambers as he took a soft breath. Then a smile rose across his fair face as he paced to the bed chambers in his robe. "(I have been up for a small while my love, what settles you during this cold evening?)" he inquired as he somewhat brought his hand upon the edge of the door sil and peeked inward with a bright grin across his face.

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#2011-01-18 04:11:12, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar shivered frivolously as he passed through the hallow, dead streets of Wing City as the evening air grew chilly and snow descended from the skies. He curses were repressed, through foul thoughts amounted in his mind about the flithy weather in this hell of a mockery of civilization around him.

Even the ground he know trudged was soft and weak, never mirroring that of the one true empire dwelling beneath their feet. These thought could not distract the drow male from the cold, and like a disechanted dream, did reality came to smack him across the face with another gust of horrid weather.

He could barely light of cigarette, let alone keep warm and as his exotic red eyes lingered over to the flashing neon lights of the Gambit's Bar, the drow decided warm shelter was much better alternative than freezing to death.

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#2011-01-18 04:17:29, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar somewhat paused in the blare of the lights above. It was still something the dark elven man could not entirely get use to. His eyes slightly widen as he heard a voice commanding him to drop, not to halt, as though conditioned he froze in his step. But as the lights cleared in his sensitive eyes he saw that it was merely an Officer of the law placing an arrest on some other slave fodder.

Brushing off the intital reaction of shock, the drow attempted to keep to himself until he could reach the bar counter being manned by Jakob. His eyes somewhat inspected the stranger construct of a animal and offered it a friendly smile to mask his own deep digust for everything it stood for.

"I...Hello...You Good are?" he spoke in very broken common to the bar keeper, all expressed in a very thick elvish accent.

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#2011-01-18 04:22:24, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar somewhat hated spewing out this accursed tongue, but at the same time it gave him a mask that made him appear simple, harmless, innocent in the affairs of this city. "Day...the good? Good! Have... Re-Oh! Tea! Please!" he requested as he pulled out a few wing city bank notes to purchase. His eyes then turned to Neresei offering the other stupid animal a smile and greeting.

"Hello! Good is day yes?" he spoke in the same heavy accent and poor dialect.

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#2011-01-18 04:32:35, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar could not entirely get what the glowing eyes of the woman next to him was going to do, but simple instinct told him he did not wish to know. He took a moment to simply move a stool away, not desiring to deal with stupid animals more than he had to and know if he continued to speak she might rage like a mindless beast he knew these..Rivir were.

He took a moment to smell the essence of the brew, it was actually rather decent to be handled by a Rivir's paws but then again the humans were meant to serve their superiors and it must have came second nature to them. "I am thank to you." he tried to speech together.

"Indeed, worthy, worthy fine Sir. Name is...?" he somewhat inquired.

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#2011-01-18 04:42:28, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar friendly smile somewhat brighten at this token of good faith. "Charlotte" he stated back as his rather smooth and silken hand accepted the robotic fist with good faith. "I present gift of clap to you. Many peoples make backside eye to me." he tired to say, trying to spell out that many people would usually 'turn their backs' to a drow.

Suddenly his exotic bright red eyes lingered away as a huge spectacle presented itself at the doors. His eyes slightly narrowed with interest and intirgue as it seemed another inferior elite had made itself known to the bar, and a woman none the less.

It was strange her appearance seemed like a cheap mockery to that of the powerful, feared matrons of the underdark, but then again... all human leaders had the sickening effect.

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#2011-01-18 04:58:56, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar knew even with such impotent filth and highest hypocisites that were the ruling station of this world and society, such an opportune moment will never pass so quickly again. Without saying another word, the dark elven man, exotic in both body and dress fell to a submissive pose upon his knees and hailed the empresses and her escort in a full bow upon the floor... For of all creatures were as true on this earth enjoyed the perks of power.

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#2011-01-18 05:20:58, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar took a moment to linger his sights back to the two guardsmen and the empresses who now had their weaponry pointed at the mere exotic dancer. He slightly shivered for a moment at the sight of three barrels of guns, never getting used to the alien like weapons but he began to speak hopefully his words would appease the mistress.

He first spoke in the tongue of the elves, words that flowed so beautifully it seemed like the feeling of fresh honey seeping from his lips. "(I am a single lowly person, in this darkness depths who is dazzled and awed by your presence and power mistress... I felt it would only be just to recognize it, for someone like yourself truly deserves to be recognized at all times.)" he claimed in the foreign tongue looking around to attempt to prove his point that one one else was bowing in her mist.

He then answered her question regretably in the poor version of common, the broken tongue in the heavily evlish accent "Charlotte is...my..name... I'm honored to meet you... Is very ocean, vast, ocean of pleasure to meet you." he greeted her.

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#2011-01-18 05:30:24, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar slowly cursed his own efforts, he had not been blasted, but at the same time he had made no progress with the move, not even the start of a conversation. He somewhat crawled back to the bar stool, deciding to quietly have more of his tea before he invoke more fiery wraith from the fiery weaponry.

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#2011-01-18 05:51:53, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar fled the scene at the sound of laser fire, knowing that things would devolve soon.

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#2011-01-25 17:42:30, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar was not so eager to descend down the steps that led upward to the Hotel portion. His eyes were irritated immensely as he kept away from the bright windows of morning somewhat placing a pair of sun glasses over his face to shield his very sensitive eyes.

The dark elven man had curse his misfortune to ever having to 'service' such disgusting animals as the ones he could see before him. The stench of his latest fling still bowel inside Zeb's nostrils, the only thing that prevented him from slicing off his own nose was the crisp feel of close to 200 wing city bank notes that were now in his pocket.

He allowed the client to rest, as he somewhat remain close to the wanning shadows of the bar room somewhat searching through the venues for something decent to drink to wash the foul tastes in his own mouth.

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#2011-01-25 17:59:03, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar observed the events from afar, a look of worn indifferent was smeared across his visage. His jet black fingers some what searched into his pockets of his jacket and pulled out a box of cigarettes with its logo torn off and etched a black webbing with crude pencil.

The drow pulled out a smoke for himself and pulled out a similarly designed set of matches. Striking a light, smoke began to fume out of his nostrils and lips as he turned back to see that the staff was no where in sight. It appeared the dark elven man would have to wait for his drink and his eyes eventually wandered over to a young human inquiring another about his missing blood alliance.

He seem weak willed, easily feeble and slurred in his words even in his own native tongue. Such a laughable excuse of fodder would feed the beasts of the underdark back home, not even fit to clean the filth of homes. Of course this was not the underdark, and such weakness was somehow encouraged in this society... He rubbed his face once more wiping his own worn visage to replace it with a fresh and friendly smile that spread brightly across his face.

"I wishes good morning to you." he greeted to Lukas in a broken form of english and a somewhat pleasing but heavily influenced elvish accent. He paused as he realize he merely look away fro a brief moment. "The wrongs are happening?"

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#2011-01-25 18:20:22, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar could almost read the nervousness and shyness of this pathetic creature, it was as amusing as a gathering to view a whipping, to see it scrum and shrivel like it had a single foot in aware and the other in the unknown.

His dark red eyes somewhat pierced through the pair of bright shades as the drow paused for a moment to read the face. His words were laced in that same crazy emotion he saw others around these lands express something that constantly annoyed and irritated him deeply inside. Still the drow for the most part had not seen a girl like the one he had described and simply shook his head.

"No." He answered simply enough. His attention turned back to Christopher who stood there contemplating almost curious to know if the human was going to do the just thing and charge for any information that he knew. . After all, why should he yield what he has gain over another so easily?

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#2011-01-25 18:30:45, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar somewhat rose from his seat as he saw the bar room begin to catch ablaze in blue flame. The inferno was quickly spreading and the drow could do little to response as he began to motion away from the flames as quickly as he could.

As he took more steps further he realized the flames had already reached the other side and thus the dark elven man began to flee for the door.

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#2011-02-03 15:29:12, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar pushed his way into Gambit's Bar, a large pair of shades were over the drow's exotic eyes as a means to protect them from the sun. Zeblithtlar was more certainly not a morning person, his person ruffled and rugged as he made his way to the bar. The touch screens that served the patrons were all written in that vile chicken scratching the drow could barely read, though he remain calm and somewhat acted like he knew what he was doing we a bright friendly smile across his jet black visage.

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#2011-02-03 15:40:27, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar eyes somewhat lingered behind his shades to inspect his pawn walk inward, the great blade that had sworn his protection and guidance for nothing more than sweet words and company. A pathetic creature if beneath the ground in the underdark, but something disgustedly encouraged upon the surface world, the strange sickness of love.

He smiled warmly and extended out his smooth arms to embrace him. He slightly chuckle at the gesture "(I was about to have some nice relaxing tea before you walked in... It is a brew that will calm both the soul and the mind after a long day.)" he claim in his lushous voice of undercommon.

"(Please, I would be honored if you sit by me.)"

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#2011-02-03 15:52:39, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar somewhat paused for a moment a flustered look across his face "(One can not truly explain why Duag... I can hardly imagine you could understand it when I say I literally can't live without you.)" he confessed "(My mind is in a constant haze because I can't always stop thinking about you.. When I am not with you I get this strange feeling of loss deep inside my stomach, when I can't hear your voice I long to go to the telephone and wait for your calls... Its a strange madness I never felt before, Its hard to explain and even harder to know if I am going crazy or if this is...something else." he claimed somewhat frantically in undercommon.

His pawn was having doubts about his emotional needs, and he desired to feed those emotional needs by making it appeared he could not function without him... After all, these surface creatures enjoyed being wanted so much and Duag was merely one of them with the skin of a more worthy race.

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#2011-02-03 16:03:19, as written by Ironman11

Zeblithtlar somewhat offered a smile before the set of tea had arrived. The drow took the cup somewhat sensually as he took a small moment just to...taste the fine aroma around the brew before sampling the drink for all it was. After the sampling his lips were released again and let out a fine moan as he placed the tea back upon the counter.

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Zeblithtlar

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Ironman11, as played by RolePlayGateway

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