ASHER, darkest light

darkest light

lumaen caligo

AGE. appears in his twenties, we think.
RACE. poe, former human/oocca.
GENDER. male.
BATTLE ROLE. tank/dps.
SEXUALITY. undefined. he doesn't always hit on people, but when he does, it seems indiscriminate.
ALLIANCE. chaotic neutral-borderline-good.

PERSONALITY

ah, the psychopath effect. on the outside, lumaen, whom seems to have a better alias of asher, comes off as a relatively docile, if a bit cynically sarcastic. but the moment he snaps, one could say the poe suffers from psychosis, likely caused from the trauma of his death. thanks to the experiences that had been dealt to him by his own sibling, his thoughts are disoriented, and probably non sequitur.

he is not quite of this world, literally in body and mind, and for that, he has lost a good sense of judgment and proper morals, though his nobility and honour still seems to stand with him in the afterlife. if one had to summarize his mental state, it would be best to call him a wild animal: seemingly lax, even harmless, at first, but can strike at any given moment should anything tick him off.

speaking of ticking, asher is most blatantly a fire-starter. though he himself is a bit short-wired and easy to set off, his uncooperative and demanding demeanor typically gets to others before they can get to him. he may not have a "holier-than-thou," excessively self-centered sort of mindset, but he is certainly one for teasing and mud-throwing. some might add at that, he is a rather vulgarly blunt character. asher is a violent flame, one who rushes into action without much of a thought, simply for the thrill of the hunt, he might say. despite his mental state, his tenacity remains unforgotten.

APPEARANCE

asher stands at a considerably tall height of five feet, eleven inches, with a nimbly, yet equally powerful build. his complexion is a light peach, and though he is a poe, he bears no deathly pale appearance. his hair, a sandy, light blond colour, is cut short at the base of his neck, and despite his brusque nature, is neatly kept. bangs curtain over his forehead, trimmed short enough so as to not obscure his line of sight. a pair of emerald eyes peer out into the world, adding onto his misleading appearance as they outwardly bear a gentle gaze, but have a keenly sharp insight.

a past incident involving relatives has also rendered his left eye slightly blind, though not significantly enough to hinder any action. though he once had wings prior to his death, upon the incident that severed one half, asher deemed the other unnecessary, and thus, no longer has any. he typically wears garments of a mixed appeal, casual and formal, most usually including a blue and white-striped hooded cloak.

WEAPONS

» FEST & PROFE
REFERENCE — a spear, that is usually dual-wielded with profe (no reference), a short sword that asher also has on his person. the silver tip is equipped with a conical point, the base of the blade also bearing a wing-shaped protrusion, which could sufficiently serve well enough as a damage-dealer as is. the grip of the spear is not particularly straight, but it has no prominent curves either, and ends at a sharpened point. profe, on the other hand, is a standard blade, about eight inches long, bearing a sharper edge and a blunter back. it is usually kept sheathed around his left thigh.

» ZEHEL
REFERENCE — an intricately-forged longsword, that looks as though the tip may also serve as a type of hook. the blade is a shining silver ivory, the hilt is a dark ebony, with a strange decoration protruding from one side, shaped like the wing of a bat. the blade itself is relatively straight, curving to a sharpened tip, the sharper edge, or underside, also bearing what could be referred to as a prong curving out of the steel. towards the base of the blade, zehel also appears to acquire a diamond-like pattern in the center as the blade splits itself and crosses over one another.

not represented in the reference, at the very end of the hilt, a small five-foot chain dangles. the chain is thin, but sturdy, and at the end, it bears what appears to be a small blade; a dagger. the dagger itself is a silver color with a thin black hilt, with no special decorations or additions. it's about six inches long, the bottom of the blade curving to meet the top at a point, ultimately like a katana. it is separately accompanied by a sheathe, as leaving the blade to openly dangle from the hilt would be completely stupid.

» RELIKT
— more or less, a wrist blade, commonly referred to as a hidden blade, shall we say, measuring approximately four inches long. strapped and hidden upon his right forearm, which also proves to be a sturdy guard if anyone tries to throw a swipe at it. easily sheathed and unsheathed, and may also serve as a dagger or extension of his arm. a lethal one, at that.

INVENTORY

» FEATHERS
— a very minimal amount of soft, white feathers than happen to be somewhere on his person. they have no real significance, though maybe they could be used for writing. it has been said, though, that they are feathers from his now-abandoned wings from when he was alive.

» AVALERION
— upon desecrating and defeating the remnants of a monstrous harpy eagle residing on death mountain, asher found himself with a new companion. as avalerion is also a poe, he can naturally shift between ethereal and corporeal forms, though that is the extent of his abilities. a large raptor of black and white plumage, though avalerion might be adept at combat, he is usually kept unseen and used mostly for transportation rather than anything else.

ABILITIES

» RACIAL: PHANTASM
LEVEL I — the poe can access an ethereal form.

» RACIAL: ENERGY BLAST
LEVEL 0 — the poe cannot use energy blast

» RACIAL: ENERGY DRAIN
LEVEL III — the poe can recover a major amount of health with a six post cooldown.

» RACIAL: INVISIBILITY
LEVEL 0 — the poe cannot turn invisible.

» RACIAL: SCREAM
LEVEL I — the poe's scream lasts for one turn, during which the opponent cannot move. this has a six turn cooldown.

» OPEN MAGIC SLOT
LEVEL I — description.

» OPEN MAGIC SLOT
LEVEL I — description.

HISTORY

formerly a hybrid of a human and an oocca, and an energetically athletic young boy, lumaen was born in a hackneyed little home located in a smaller village close to kakariko. he was an endearing child in his younger years, always smiling innocently, doing his best to bring happiness to others, especially his friends and family. it was a typical, normal life. his parents weren't dead, he had a few close friends, and there was food on the table. his family was rather large, with his two parents, himself, and three other siblings, all of which are younger than lumaen.

growing up, the lad was taught the basics of combat and survival. primarily, the purpose was so that he would be able to defend himself, as well as hunt for food in the forests, but as the years went by, his experiences also included a variety of bar and street fights for the sheer amusement of it. despite the happy livings, his family in its entirety actually was not as close as they could have been, and that, in fact, was where the troubles began.

being the oldest, lumaen was actually fairly close to his parents, but his siblings disliked and envied him for having earned their favor. he personally held no quarrel against his own family, but it was evident that there was internal strife between the lot of them. there was a constant cycle of scolding and arguing, which eventually led to the family breakdown years later as lumaen was just old enough to leave. believing himself to be the cause, he took the opportunity the moment it arose, and left to travel wherever his feet took him.

some years later, it was by mere chance that lumaen encountered one of his three siblings, though it would seem tensions were still excruciatingly high. as a result of clashing personalities, a particularly brutal fight ensued, which resulted in the removal of one of his inherited wings. his opponent was not left unscathed either, and in the end, was forced to flee as they were nearly caught by guards.

in light of this, lumaen decided to return home to see what had transpired after he left. there, he found his lonesome father without his wife, nor kids. it was discovered that the very sibling who had attacked him had seemingly fallen to the wrong path, joined up with a gang of ruffians and thieves, ultimately being the ones whom raided their home in search of riches, and killing their mother as a result.

after he had recovered (in addition to his battle with his relative, after trying to maneuver around with one wing, he deemed it a nuisance and also removed that) and left his home once more, lumaen decided to pursue his sibling. what he had intended to do once he had was a question he had yet to answer for himself, but he would never truly know, because he never got the chance. it would appear that his sibling had expected such to happen, for lumaen to come looking for him, and so, he was ambushed. despite his efforts of resistance, he was eventually captured and taken prisoner.

things could only go downhill from there. with a last meeting with his maddened sibling, many things were revealed to him. the first, being that after lumaen had left home, the fighting amongst the family had escalated, as though he believed he had been the cause of the fighting, it was equally true that he was the pacifier in the family. the second, was that the sibling ran away from home, after having stolen a good deal of money from the family. their father then went off in search, but he was unable to locate him, as he had gone overseas and joined the little group he was in now.

while the father was gone in the many years, they struck home, looking to pillage every last valuable from the quaint village they resided in. while in captivity, lumaen discovered that the raid was not actually his sibling's idea, but was just a coincidental whim. it still angered him that nothing was done to stop this, however. in addition to his mother's death that night, it would seem that one of his other siblings had gotten in the way and disposed of, whilst the youngest of the quartet fled, whose location remained unknown to all.

at the end of all this, the finger was pointed to lumaen, and a vow was made to end things there. so end it did. as beat he was before the capture, there was not much he could do as he took several blades to the abdomen, and was drowned in the sea, while his own blood sibling laughed at him with cold malice and content. yet long after the band of ruffians abandoned his corpse, lumaen found himself still alive, though now as a poe.

as he gathered his thoughts on the events that led to this, lumaen remained unsure of what he truly wished to do about the situation. to hunt, or not to hunt; when he looked to the future, he saw only his permanent death, or taking his sibling down with him. there was going to be no simple talking it out. in the end, his mind was undecided, but he told himself that it was best not to dwell on it until the moment actually came. thus, taking up the new name of asher, he decided to simply move as he had been: wherever his feet took him.

OUT OF CHARACTER

» FACE CLAIM.
archetype saber/saver, [i]FATE/PROTOTYPE[/i]

» CUSTOM TITLE.
[size=1][b]darkest light[/b][/size]

» OTHER CHARACTERS.
derpers.

» HOW DID YOU FIND US?
lunchbags.