Name: Acthaiyne Tyried Sleavuunsu
Age/DOB: 33; Quartumensis 21, 3e 1327 (Nova Imperium Calender)
Race: Thatchian Roulen (Vampire)
The Roulen:
“Likely the most civilized of vampire species to exist, they are combination of most vampiric species who consciously reproduce in a human fashion- and even some non-vampire species. Specifically, the bloodline is unknown, but it is believed that the strongest bloodlines in this species are the Achini, Dereth, and Caiyun. Extremely civilized, and completely capable of adapting to any culture, they tend to feel some remorse and mercy for their victims, but cannot deny their roots. Most of them grudgingly accept that blood is a necessity for their survival, and are forced to hunt. To much surprise, however, they have fantastic capabilities in the line of stealth and intelligence. They learn very quickly, and are quite wise no matter their age, and prefer to keep to the shadows. Many of them dig deep into their Thatchian roots and master spells, long thought dead, making them a rather powerful race. Nonetheless, they are hated by most vampiric species, though are occasionally even accepted into human culture. They are always born with black hair and brown eyes, even though occasionally an unknown crossbreed of vampire can simply be labeled a Roulen for lack of better classification guidelines.”
--Taken from
“The Vampires of Thatchia and the Cultures Therein” by Alren Seleth, 2e 2145
The Roulen are an astonishing form of vampire. Though there are many known species, there are none so closely related to the human race as the Roulen. As a Roulen vampire, which are exclusively of Thatchian origin, several things are true of the individual:
1.) One can only be born a Roulen. They are unable to infect others with Porphyric Hemophilia.
2.) One is only slightly superior to humans in speed, strength, and agility, and their extreme senses; and their Thatchian bloodlines give them access to magic not available to other races.
3.) One is not susceptible to any kind of uncontrollable bloodlust. Any loss of self-control is a result of a conscious decision.
The Roulen have the extraordinary ability to blend in with other peoples. They can hide their true selves immaculately from any who cannot sense what they are. They look, act, and speak like everyone else, when it is called for. Though they have extremely increased senses, these are easily concealed from the general public. The Roulen are not susceptible to sunlight or any type of religious symbol; their only true physical weakness that is not present in Thatchian blood is their allergic reaction to silver.
Sex: Male
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Straight, black, just past shoulders
Height/Weight: 6’, 179 lbs.
Appearance:
The robe that Acthaiyne wears never changes. It is a loose-fitting crimson and navy blue robe, worn in layers with cropped sleeves. It is the standard robes for the monastics and scholars of Thatchia, and Achtaiyne wears it out of respect for his father. Beneath it, Acthaiyne wears a loose shirt or tunic, typically in darker colors, and baggy breeches. On his left hip resides his trusty two-handed blade, and on his right hip is his duffel bag, which contains all of his possessions of travel. His staff slides neatly into place on a sheath sewn into the strap of his duffel bag. His skin is a light pale Caucasian, accented by his dark hair and eyes. Wrapped around his hands and forearms is a grey cloth, which extends past the sleeves of his robe and ends just above his elbow.
His lengthy black hair casts a distinct contrast to his fairly pale skin, though it is otherwise flawless. His deep, dark brown eyes look as though they could never miss a single detail in anything upon which they set their gaze. The smooth skin of his face shows no sign of shaving or facial hair, nor bears any scares from fights long over with. Though he carries an unimpressive build, as he is little more than lean and defined, his strength goes beyond that of his looks, which, as they say, can be deceiving. On his right hip usually lies his duffel bag, which carries all manners of his personal effects for travel.
Weapons:
--Icewind-- Bastard sword, double-edged, dual blood grooves, cross hilt with leather wrap and teardrop pommel; enchanted; 40” overall (28” blade, 12” handle).
-Forged by the goddess Akaila the Icewind as a last act of independence before her forced marriage to Tyried the Dark, this blade was given as a gift to Akaila’s mortal love interest, Neuuval Sleavuunsu, in the year 3e 1321. It was present in every battle in northern Synexa for the Dark Elves’ independence, and in many of the battles in which Tyried Shimeane (after whom Acthaiyne was named) fought against the invading Imperials. This blade was used by Neuuval in the legendary Battle of Ipsxilliovn against the forces of Tyried the Dark in 3e 1331 (which Neuuval narrowly survived), and used again as Neuuval’s weapon of choice when he took on the secret identity of the mysterious warrior, Hood. Finally, as Neuuval married for the third and final time and settled down with a deteriorating mind, he gifted the blade to his son, Acthaiyne, in hopes that he could free Ipsxilliovn from the Dark Dynasty Scourge.
Its enchantment has two effects: the blade causes massive cold damage, and can even crystallize the blood upon striking a wound; it also grants its bearer complete immunity to the cold, both natural and magical
--Thaumae-- Staff, laminated elven Thaenivrae wood, the top looks gnarled and twisted; enchanted; 5’ overall.
-Thaumae was created by Acthaiyne as the completion of a test. During Acthaiyne’s training from his father in the Thaumaturgic arts, he was given the task to create a staff that could resonate his magic more powerfully than he could, even with the assistance of a spell tome. Though Acthaiyne first thought it impossible, his journey to Thatchia led him to the discovery that certain types of material contain a magical resonance capability. He returned to his father in Synexa with the longest branch from the Thaenivrae tree in West Thatchia, and created the staff using his fathers Tome of Thaumaturgica; the end product was a staff that could manipulate barriers in a way that Acthaiyne, still to this day, cannot.
Strengths:
The strongest point of Acthaiyne’s fighting style is not his swordsmanship, or his magical abilities, though both are impeccable. His strongest suite, without a doubt, is both of them combined to make a terrible war machine. Acthaiyne often fights sword-and-staff, and is able to manipulate his most powerful barriers while causing maximum damage with his blade, Icewind. He is incredibly agile, which comes from his elven heritage, and when fully fed, very strong and fast as well.
Weaknesses:
Acthaiyne’s greatest weakness is his analytical mind. He often thinks too far ahead, focusing so much on the future that he is surprised by a change in the present. In battle, though prediction can be an invaluable asset, his over-analysis can risk his very life. Acthaiyne’s greatest physical weakness is also connected to his emotional mind; he needs blood in order sustain his maximum potential, to be strong and fast, but he feels badly for those from whom he takes it. Often, he drinks from people with whom he has made an agreement, or from his significant other should he have one, but if this is unavailable, he simply does not drink at all. As a Roulen vampire, his blood also reacts to the alchemical properties silver; it burns his flesh, and when it comes in contact with his blood, boils that as well.
Personality:
To many who observe him, Acthaiyne seems like a very happy and energetic individual. To many others, he seems like a hyper lunatic. Both perspectives hold some measure of truth. Acthaiyne suffers from a number of mental and emotional problems, not the least of which is paranoia, partial schizophrenia, and a crippling insecurity complex. Though Acthaiyne has always longed for a woman to share his life with, he has never met anyone who he has been able to trust, other than a few friends on the battlefield.
Acthaiyne’s mind works like building blocks. Everything fits together, as though he were observing a puzzle. Few things, even on the battlefield, truly ever bother Acthaiyne because, to him, it is just another piece of the big picture. His manners, a gift from his mother, are a part of him, and he never leaves them behind. His faith, much like his manners, is a part of his being. Because of the nature of his father’s lifetime, and the close relationship Acthaiyne had with his father, the Gods and Goddesses of Ipsxilliovn are as real to Acthaiyne as any friend or enemy he ever had. Acthaiyne prays constantly, but not in a completely reverent manner; he often addresses the gods more as friends than as superiors.
Skills/Magic:
Thaumaturgica
“The properties of Thaumaturgy-- that is, the use of magical barriers-- are new details to an old magic. For thousands of years, our ancestors have used all manners of barriers to seal away ancient evils and protect relics from the impure. But if one man could harness the magic of these enchanting shields, could he not protect himself from an oncoming blade? Or his army from a volley of arrows? Or his castle from a round of trebuchet fire? I submit to you that he could, because I am that man. I have harnessed this magic, this unknown school, and taught it to work in my favor. I have used a magical barrier to crush a feeling warship, and have used the same barrier to disarm a for and leave him unharmed. This magic, that has gone untapped for too long, is now mine to command, and in this tome I shall construct the fibres of this school so that future generations can use this to better the world, and stop those who would oppose it.”
--Taken from the
“Tome of Thaumaturgica” by Neuuval Sleavuunsu, 3e 1329
The use of Thaumaturgic magics is a new practice. According to recorded history, Acthaiyne is the second person ever to use it so efficiently, the first obviously being his father, the inventor of the school. The magic was solidified as an official school when Neuuval first wrote the
Tome of Thaumaturgica, the most powerful spell book on the subject. With nothing to do in his final years, Neuuval filled his personal library with spell tomes and research books which have since been published.
This magic provides limitless possibilities in its uses. One could create a barrier around himself for protection, or around an enemies head, and quickly close it to crush the skull. Though the barriers exert an amazing strength, the resistance against an object is proportional to the actions of the user. If one creates a barrier around an apple, and grasps his fingers closed, the apple will splatter with little resistance. But if one places a barrier around a steel sphere and grasps his fingers, the user would feel as though he were truly crushing the steel sphere in his hand; though it may succeed, the pain could be great. Likewise, for a skilled Thaumaturge who does not need to use extremities for barrier control, the strain on the mind would wear just as severely. Thus, there is a boundary as to what these barriers can do, but they are reflective to the skill of the wielder.
Necromancy
Acthaiyne learned a few tricks of Necromancy from some of his father’s hidden books. He is only a novice Necromancer, and does not get very much practice; he normally uses it only in specific situations, as a support to a problem where neither Thaumaturgica nor his blade is the answer. He is capable of temporarily reanimating a corpse, causing a corpse nearby to explode, and drawing energy from a corpse. These are examples of the three basic forms of Necromancy: Minions, Death, and Blood. Of the three, Acthaiyne excels most in Blood magic: that is, the capability of stealing energy from the blood of both the living and the dead.
Background:
In 3e 1324, a Roulen vampire called Neuuval Sleavuunsu met with the Thatchian hero, Tyried Shimeane. From that moment on, Neuuval’s place was solidified in the storybooks of the Thatchian people, and of the whole world of Lerveovn. Neuuval spent most of his later lifetime in Synexa, where he accomplished such things as becoming High Knight of the Dark Elven Order under Princess Valerin, defeated the Imperials countless times at Fort Alvereth, formed an alliance with the Brotherhood of Arille, and even ascended into the heavens to fight alongside Tyried and the gods in the Battle of Ipxilliovn, against Tyried the Dark, in 3e 1331.
But Neuuval was always very concerned with leaving behind a legacy. After two failed marriages and a failed engagement, Neuuval finally settled into Fort Alvereth in the year of peace following the end of the third era after the Battle of Ipsxilliovn. His first wife and his true love, Kaleya, returned to him in dismay for what she had done to him, but to Neuuval, it was old history. She dedicated her life to taking care of the mentally-ill Neuuval, and his son from his previous marriage.
Growing up in the dank, dark Fort Alvereth seemed boring to Acthaiyne until he had his first taste of his father’s power. Oloth, Neuuval’s friend and personal assistant, was a Dark Elf who remained at Neuuval’s side after the wars, and a personal friend to their family. But to Acthaiyne, Oloth was more than just that. When Acthaiyne was eight years old, Oloth began to train him in the ways of war. Acthaiyne, who would grow to become physically superior to Oloth, was seemingly a master of the trade. He was a lethal shot with a crossbow even beyond the maximum range, and his skill with a blade was unprecedented. Oloth gave this news to Neuuval, who never seemed too surprised.
At that point, Neuuval took it upon himself to train his son in the ways of Thaumaturgica. Neuuval was the first to discover this particular chain of magic and harness it so efficiently; prior to this, ’barrier’ magics were considered a byproduct of other magical schools. Neuuval, however, who was also adept in shadowmancy, pyromancy, and even necromancy, knew that this could be the most powerful school of them all. And so he trained his son for hours every day, locking the two of them away in his dark library to study his own written texts and tomes. Acthaiyne spent the next twelve years of his life like this with his father, learning the trade of Thaumaturgy. Finally, the time came for Acthiayne to leave home and test his skills. Neuuval disembarked Acthaiyne on a quest to create a staff that could cast more powerful Thaumaturgic spells than he could-- a task which Acthaiyne formerly believed was impossible. “How can a staff create a stronger spell than its creator?” he asked. But Neuuval never answered, for want of Acthaiyne discovering it himself.
And he did. When Acthaiyne’s quest took him to his home country of Thatchia, he discovered through the words of magicians and wizards there that some materials can resonate with the magic cast on them, and reflect a greater enchantment than the caster’s original spell. Acthaiyne was lead to the Thaenivrae tree in West Thatchia, and returned home with the longest branch. He and his father soaked the wood in bloodwax (a laminating liquid comprised of Thatchian blood, said to have intense magical properties, and a combination of various kinds of hardening wax and tanning liquids) and enchanted it with the essence of Thaumaturgy. When Acthaiyne tested the completed staff, he was stunned; the staff allowed him to cast stronger Thaumaturgy spells than he had ever been able to. The power of the staff was nearly as great as his father’s power.
He named his staff ‘Thaumae’, which is the Thatchian term for one who uses Thaumaturgy. And at this time, as Acthaiyne prepared to leave his home behind to find his own destiny, his father gave him his legendary blade, Icewind. “Take this,” Neuuval said, “and wield it to the glory of the true rulers of Ipsxilliovn, as I have for so many, many years.”
Acthaiyne never forgot those words, as they were the last words he ever heard from his father. After two years of adventuring, he followed his heart back to Fort Alvereth, which he was shocked to find deserted, void of Neuuval, Kaleya, and Oloth. Acthaiyne took up residence there himself, for a season, before adventuring across Synexa with a few companions, including Korbin Elvenson, son of Adina the Wood Elf and Fjorgeir Hrolfadd (friends of Neuuval and Tyried). His studies in Fort Alvereth allowed his Thaumaturgic power to tap into the ability to teleport and travel across dimensions, which he experimented with many times.
RP List
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Battle Arena, Immortal [Open] (Finished)
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Crossroads, Than He Bargained For [Tribunal Power] (In Progress)
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Battle Arena, Hunting the Hunter [Drammor] (Finished)
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Crossroads, Deadly Accusations [Invite] (Finished)