Post by Seran Tylriin on May 21, 2005 16:28:59 GMT -5
Name: Seran of Tylriin
Psuedonym: Khiial
Race: Akkadian and something else unknown
Height: 6'
Body Type: Wiry and lean
Age: Unknown
Place of Birth: Tylriin, the Ayn Desert
Marital Status: Single
Appearance: Normally unseen, but swathed head to toe in black linen with a veiled face.
Special Abilities: Like all Akkadians, Seran is very vibrationally sensitive and can feel the life essence of a living thing from great distances as well as focus and hone on individual energies.
Weapons: A shortbow covered with strange runes and two slightly curved long dirks.
Brief History: Little is known about Al-Khiial, the Desert Shadow. Born near the Tylriin Oasis before the Great Wars hit the Eastern part of the Ayn desert, Seran was raised by his Akkadian mother in solace. After the Tylriin massacre he was captured and taken into slavery like many of the other Akkadians. Through his time in the gladiatorial pits he trained himself to be an assassin of some wonderful repute, using his unique blood borne gifts much to his advantage.
Recently, he broke free of his master and is on the run.
(There's a lot more, but I like keeping it a secret.)
Psuedonym: Khiial
Race: Akkadian and something else unknown
Height: 6'
Body Type: Wiry and lean
Age: Unknown
Place of Birth: Tylriin, the Ayn Desert
Marital Status: Single
Appearance: Normally unseen, but swathed head to toe in black linen with a veiled face.
Special Abilities: Like all Akkadians, Seran is very vibrationally sensitive and can feel the life essence of a living thing from great distances as well as focus and hone on individual energies.
Weapons: A shortbow covered with strange runes and two slightly curved long dirks.
Brief History: Little is known about Al-Khiial, the Desert Shadow. Born near the Tylriin Oasis before the Great Wars hit the Eastern part of the Ayn desert, Seran was raised by his Akkadian mother in solace. After the Tylriin massacre he was captured and taken into slavery like many of the other Akkadians. Through his time in the gladiatorial pits he trained himself to be an assassin of some wonderful repute, using his unique blood borne gifts much to his advantage.
Recently, he broke free of his master and is on the run.
(There's a lot more, but I like keeping it a secret.)