TAELIAN
LATHAM EDEVANE
LATHAM EDEVANE
AKA Lord Edevane
"There's nothing you can do now but die, so that we may live."
Full Name:
Taelian Latham Edevane
Race: Half-Sil'Norai (Draedan)
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Height: 6'8"
Weight: 289 lbs
Birthdate: Ash 3, Year 4594
Birth: Veranor, Sil-Elaine
Location: Couronne, Daravin
Raw Magic:
Resonance (Master)
Professions:
Celebrant (Noble/Politician)
Titles:
Knight-Argent of Lorien
Thespian of the Pact-Covenant
Factions:
The Pact-Covenant
Enemies: The Kindred, the Court of Dusk
Religion: The Path
Address:
Regent Terrace,
19 Schattigstraße,
Retzen, Kastran,
The West End
Partners:
Ford Edevane (Husband, Arlaed)
Sexuality: Homosexual
Languages: Fluent: Silvain, Common, Raillén - Inept: Gentevarese
Taelian Latham Edevane
Race: Half-Sil'Norai (Draedan)
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Height: 6'8"
Weight: 289 lbs
Birthdate: Ash 3, Year 4594
Birth: Veranor, Sil-Elaine
Location: Couronne, Daravin
Raw Magic:
Resonance (Master)
Professions:
Celebrant (Noble/Politician)
Titles:
Knight-Argent of Lorien
Thespian of the Pact-Covenant
Factions:
The Pact-Covenant
Enemies: The Kindred, the Court of Dusk
Religion: The Path
Address:
Regent Terrace,
19 Schattigstraße,
Retzen, Kastran,
The West End
Partners:
Ford Edevane (Husband, Arlaed)
Sexuality: Homosexual
Languages: Fluent: Silvain, Common, Raillén - Inept: Gentevarese
DETAILS
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Taelian appears to be a human man, albeit an extraordinarily tall one, and with a noticeably sharp flare to the tips of his ears. Because of this, he is often mistaken for a half-Elf, a direct product of the Necromantic modifications he has undergone. He has straight, formally-styled light brown hair with a smooth and well-constructed jawline, littered with well-kept medium-length stubble. His eyes are a hazel amber shade, with strong hints of yellow. The man bears a few scars, wounds burnt shut by his comrades of war. One upon his right shoulder blade, one on his outer thigh, and one against the peak of his left elbow.
Taelian is a man of athletic form like most of his warrior-like upbringing, with a strong muscled torso and large, robust muscles across his arms, thighs, calves and others, providing him the stamina and force necessary for his soldier-like endeavors. Among human men, his height is a strange anomaly; a product of his Sil'norai heritage, and the mutagens given to him as an Argent Knight.
Taelian is a man of athletic form like most of his warrior-like upbringing, with a strong muscled torso and large, robust muscles across his arms, thighs, calves and others, providing him the stamina and force necessary for his soldier-like endeavors. Among human men, his height is a strange anomaly; a product of his Sil'norai heritage, and the mutagens given to him as an Argent Knight.
Marks of Control
Mark of Resonance
Taelian's Mark of Resonance appears as a long, circular sound-wave, wrapping around the wrist of his left hand like a bracelet. A slate, dark greyish color, it sometimes shimmers as the light touches his skin, a property of his Sil'Norai heritage.
Mark of Resonance
Taelian's Mark of Resonance appears as a long, circular sound-wave, wrapping around the wrist of his left hand like a bracelet. A slate, dark greyish color, it sometimes shimmers as the light touches his skin, a property of his Sil'Norai heritage.
MENTALITY
Likes: Order, Ambition, Animals
Dislikes: Oppression, Anti-Magic Sentiment, Ignorance
Merits: Observant, Good-Natured, Protective
Flaws: Easily Misled, Impulsive, Rash
Personality
Taelian is a quiet man. A peering man. Always a wallflower from long ago, he has long preferred to be seen rather than heard, though when the moment comes that he is ushered to speak, his words tend to be articulate and direct. Taelian is a jaded man. Years of the death of his peers, of betrayal and becoming steeped in political games has dampened the optimism and hopefulness he once held, as he looms closer to the precipice of detachment. Despite this, he would call himself a good man, as would many others. He is loyal, diligent, and willing to risk all for the safety of those he values as 'loved ones', 'friends'. Having so little to call his family from an early age, he has learned to value what companionship he has found immensely.
Taelian is idealistic, and philosophical. He has a strong vision for what he perceives to be a better world, and perhaps somewhere in his heart, he believes he might be the one to deliver it. Despite being born in the drudges of Veranor, a peasant mired in filth, his ambitions to power and acclaim are great. Bolstered by a loss of faith in others, those ambitions have only begun to grow.
Taelian is a quiet man. A peering man. Always a wallflower from long ago, he has long preferred to be seen rather than heard, though when the moment comes that he is ushered to speak, his words tend to be articulate and direct. Taelian is a jaded man. Years of the death of his peers, of betrayal and becoming steeped in political games has dampened the optimism and hopefulness he once held, as he looms closer to the precipice of detachment. Despite this, he would call himself a good man, as would many others. He is loyal, diligent, and willing to risk all for the safety of those he values as 'loved ones', 'friends'. Having so little to call his family from an early age, he has learned to value what companionship he has found immensely.
Taelian is idealistic, and philosophical. He has a strong vision for what he perceives to be a better world, and perhaps somewhere in his heart, he believes he might be the one to deliver it. Despite being born in the drudges of Veranor, a peasant mired in filth, his ambitions to power and acclaim are great. Bolstered by a loss of faith in others, those ambitions have only begun to grow.
HISTORY
Reconstructing. Work in progress.
