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"Nobody can give you freedom. Nobody can give you equality, justice, or anything. If you're a man you take it"
-Malcolm X
Tyden Ironmark
{N I C K N A M E (S)}
Ty, The Ghost, The Pale Demon
{A G E}
28
{G E N D E R}
Male
{R O L E}
Guardian of the Eldest Daughter
{S E X U A L I T Y}
Heterosexual
{H E I G H T}
6'8 feet
{W E I G H T}
250 pounds
{E Y E C O L O R}
Gold
{H A I R C O L O R}
White
{A P P E A R A N C E}
To say that Tyden is an intimidating figure is an understatement to say the least with his ridiculously muscular body, half shaven head, albino features, and scars littering his entire body. His scars are from burns, and slashes from every type of weapon under the sun.
He has a very tribal look to him, as he has a large tattoo of a red sun across his left shoulder, and arm, as well as different markings on his right bicep. He constantly wears red face paint. He has both his ears pierced. On his left are he has the letter 'G' branded on it, he keeps it covered up at all times with a cloth.
{P E R S O N A L I T Y}
Tyden is generally a silent man that keeps to himself for the most part, and is very suspicious of everyone. He is a very wounded man, both physically and emotionally, so he keeps his feelings bottled up inside, and rarely socializes. He doesn't talk about his past at all, and when the subject comes up he merely snarls, and growls, which usually stops people from prying.
He is extremely loyal, and protective of those he sees as allies, easily willing to sacrifice himself, or kill for them without question. This devotion makes him almost like a vicious attack dog when they are threaten. He is also a very honorable warrior, as he will never kill an unarmed foe, or a child. He has a great love of combat, especially honorable, one-on-one battles.
Tyden is a highly spiritual man, though in recent years he has lost faith. His people are highly spiritual, and believe in many gods, and that all life is connected by an invisible web called the Tar'Koba. Though he still believes, he just doesn't have as nearly strong beliefs as he once did. This does trouble him, and he tries his best to try and be as faithful as possible, but you can't fake faith.
He does have a soft, and gentle side as well, especially when it comes to children, nature, or animals. He can, on occasion, be found tending to some flowers, or a animal with great love, and care, and even meditating. But if confronted about this, he will snap your arm like a twig, which he has done before. Such anti-social behavior has lead to many rumors about him, as people love to talk about him behind his back. Most see him as a untamed, bloodthirsty savage monster, not even taking the time to know the man within, not that he'd give them the time.
- Tar'Koba Bartic- This a special skill that is taught to members of his tribe. The ability is based upon their spiritual beliefs, which states that all life is connected to one another. With this by a single touch of the ground is able to connect to the earth, and 'see' everything in the surrounding area. This ability also allows a strong empathic connection to animals, which allows for easily formed, and strong bonds. This gives the user limited influence over said animal. More skilled users can connect to human minds as well, but this requires great experience, and skill, which Tyden does not have, yet. Advanced users are also able to use psychometry, an ability which allows the user to see the history of an object or person, Tyden is also unable to use this.
- Strength- Tygen is exceptionally strong, but he is only as strong a man could possibly get.
- Agile- Tygen is surprisingly agile given his size. To those who watch him in action have described him as having predatory cat-like movement.
- Tracking- He is an expert tracker. Whether it's a urban environment, a swamp, a jungle, or a desert, man or animal, it doesn't matter.
- Combat- He is an expert combatant, and natural fighter.
- Daggers- He uses two daggers as his main weapon. (As pictured above)
- Sword- This rather large sword is usually found in a scabbard strapped to his back. He is skilled with this the most, but still uses it incase of emergencies.
- Axe- He uses his axe as a throwing weapon most of the time, and has great accuracy with it. Sometimes uses it in conjunction with his sword.
- Knife- A knife made from the bones of a fierce predator from his homelands. Not usually used as a weapon, mostly kept for sentimental reasons. Is his most prized possession.
- Chain Blade- Tyden has great dexterity with this weapon. He often uses it as a tool to help him get around by using it as a grappling hook.
- Animals
- Nature
- Honorable Fighting
- Weapons
- Honorable People
- Children
- Protecting Others
- Privacy
- Silence
- His weapons
- Meditation
- Dishonorable People
- Bullies
- Cruelty
- Talking About his past
- His Brand
- Wearing formal attire(and shirts in general)
- Being Thought of as savage
- Being pitied
- Failing to protect his masters.
- People finding out about his past.
Tyden was born in a land far from his current home in the Heart Kingdom. His homeland is a vast, and lush jungle with several tribes of savage barbarians. Though savage only to outsiders, to people who don't bother to even learn a thing about them. His people were tribal by nature, and were a very tight community. They were among the most skilled, and proud warriors, and hunters. When Tyden was born he never shared this sense of community at first. While normally the birth of a child is something to be celebrated, but Tyden's was not. This was due to his albinism. He was thought to be some sort of demon.
While his tribe was tempted to kill him at birth, his father would have nothing of it. His father was the greatest warrior among them, and thus was highly respected, his word held a lot of weight. He said that he would see to the boy. His father taught him everything he knew, as normally the tribe would teach the children as whole, they refused to teach Tyden. This angered Tyden as he grew up, and if he wasn't going to be given their love and respect that all children get at birth, then he was going to earn it.
He trained harder, moved faster, and fought more ferociously then anyone else. He became a human beast worthy of their respect. He became the most powerful warrior in his clan at the age of seventeen, with skill rivaling even the most experienced, and battle hardened warriors. He earned their respect, and was finally accepted by his tribe as one of them. But the good times only lasted for roughly two months, when they were attacked. It was a slaughter, no matter how skilled his tribe was, they were still beat by sheer numbers.
Their attackers were slavers. The ones they didn't kill they bound in chains. The males were taken to gladiatorial arenas to fight to the death with each other, and other slaves. Tyden was forced to fight his own people, and slaves that never even held a sword before under threat of not only his life, but the life of his mother as well. And so Tyden fought for his, and his mother's freedom, and fought he did. He soon gained the nickname 'The Pale Demon' for his sheer ferocity. He paved himself a path of blood straight to the top.
When he reached his final opponent, he found out it was his father. It seemed that both were fighting for his mother's freedom. While they both were unwilling to battle each other, they were forced to by the arena's owner, or else his mother dies. So Tyden fought his father, and granted him a warrior's death. Once his father was dead, he expected freedom for him, and his mother, but that wasn't the case. It was lie, the arena's owner wanted the best gladiator. He revealed that his mother was already dead, and that he had fought so hard for nothing.
Enraged, Tyden tried to take his revenge, but was beaten down by the guards. When he awoke, he was bound in chains, and his new master standing over him. His master was a man named Tiberius Varook. He informed him that he was his latest gladiator, his newest piece of property. Of course he refused, and was adamant that he wouldn't fight for his entertainment. But Tiberius made him a offer too tempting to refuse. He said that if he could defeat three hundred gladiators, and then he'd be free, and not only that, but he could do whatever he wanted with him. The thought of killing Tiberius was enough for Tyden to agree, though Tiberius was sure he couldn't best three hundred gladiators.
And so, Tyden was branded as a gladiator, and sent to the arena. For eight long, and painful years Tyden fought, but in the end he killed 299 opponents. By this point Tiberius was sweeting bullets. He never imagined that Tyden would survive for so long, and was within arms reach of his revenge. Tiberius had one last trump card up his sleeve. He arranged for a friend of his to have his prized gladiator to battle Tyden next. To make sure Tyden lost, Tiberius poisoned him. The poisoned only dulled his senses, and reflexes enough to make it look like a real fight.
His opponent was mountain of a man who towered over even Tyden. The giant was savagely beating Tyden, who tried his best, but was too weakened by the poisoned to put up a real fight. As his opponent was closing in for the kill, thanks to quick, and clever thinking Tyden managed to slay the giant with a sword through the head, winning his freedom, and more importantly his vengeance. As the giant fell the entire arena stood still, and silent in disbelief.
Before anyone could react, Tyden took up a axe, and hurled it at his former master. The axe embedded itself firmly into Tiberius' chest, killing him. With his freedom earned, and his revenge slated, Tyden hobbled out of the arena, and left it firmly behind him. Unsure what to do next, Tyden simply wondered around aimlessly. He found himself on a small ship that was sailing to a far off land. Tyden wanted to get as far away as possible from the arena.
But tragedy was not too far behind as the ship was caught up in a storm, and was destroyed. But as always Tyden managed to survive. He washed ashore of the Heart Kingdom, almost dead. Though he would be lying if he said he didn't wish he had died there. The arena had broken him in more ways then he could have ever imagined, the idea of simply drifting off into the afterlife was appealing to him. But fate wouldn't have it. He crawled his way off the beach he washed up on, for what ever reason clinging to whatever shred of life he had left. Drifting in and out of consciousness he saw her. He thought she was a vision of pure beauty, and that she was sent by the gods themselves to usher him forth into the afterlife. But she wasn't, and he soon collapsed before her.
The fates were smiling upon him that day, and it turned out that she was the eldest princess of this land. She had her guards pick the former gladiator up, and got him help. When Tyden awoke again he found the royal guards over him. Surprised, Tyden immediately leaped into action, and easily dealt with the guards even in his weakened state. More guards showed up, and eventually he pieced together what was happening, he relented. He was brought forth the king in chains. He was questioned, suspected to be a spy for the Soul Kingdom.
Eventually Tyden proved he wasn't a spy, and had no knowledge of the warring kingdoms. When asked about who he is, Tyden merely said that came from a far away land, and left his people sometime to explore the world. He didn't tell them the complete truth, and it was obvious that he wasn't telling the truth. He was over six feet, and covered with scars after all. But the king lamented, and didn't press him on it.
From then on Tyden has sworn to protect the royal family in debt to them saving his life. During his time serving the royal family, he has gotten to know the king's eldest daughter Amelia, the one who saved him. And over the course of this time he found himself developing feelings for her, even if she is too nosy for her own good, and that she is already in love. So Tyden hides his feelings deep down with snarls, grunts, and growls, as well as tending to animals and flowers to keep his mind off of her.
With the death of the queen he places the blame squarely on his shoulders, as he feels he should have protected her better. He voluntarily offered himself to become the personal bodyguard of one of his daughters, though he was hoping to be assigned to his youngest daughter, but he wasn't. Now he is forced to stay by the object of his desire's side. Fate is a cruel thing.