Orson and his older brother Ashram (changed to Ahzram because some nerdy Imm believed he was copying some old anime
when in fact his name was taken from a place of religious retreat for Hindus) were born in the Empire
but were later abandoned on he edge of the bamboo forest on the Imperial border, their father having
kept them a secret for some time could no longer sustain them. Both of the children were found
near death and taken in for a short time by Kuniyoshi, who later delivered them to Drukyul the halfling village.
There they were raised, Ashram was primarily cared for by Hrothgar, the wandering Priest of Death. Orson
during the summers traveled the few leagues between the village and the forge to take up under Kuniyoshi,
being taught the necessary skills for forging. During those years traveling between the forge and Drukyul, Orson
developed his relationship to nature. On one fateful trip he was beset by one of the ravenous tigers roaming
the forest, and was almost killed when his life was spared by the white tiger that so often roams the wilds around Zhensh.
It interfered and slew the bloodthirsty tiger, from then on Orson began to notice and respect both the mercy
and the ruthlessness of nature. The white tiger, whom Orson later named Lilith, stayed within him, traveling
everywhere with him throughout the forest, and sometimes beyond. When they became of age both Orson and
Ashram found their calling in the Fist of the White Swan. Orson was primarily trained under the strict teachings of Yaubl Sacabi.
Orson spent much of his time practicing his skills and reading, later taking great joy in spreading
whatever knowledge he could to anyone willing to ask, and sometimes even those who would not.
Orson befriended all within the monastery as well as met one brother who later became his best friend and great ally, Volgacks Zelbis.
Orson led a peaceful and prosperous life through the monastery, resolving many conflicts without fighting
though he was forced to resort to it occasionally. During his life he became a rather skilled diplomat, this leading
him to interact with the leaders or represenatives of other Kingdoms. The rest of his life? Well those of you who were
there, know.
As you lay your eyes upon this half-elven man, you notice his height to
be abnormal for his race, for he stands at about six feet. His hair is a
solid silver which is tightly pulled back into a topknot travelling down to
his waist. In his right ear you notice a small hole where an earring was once pierced
through his lobe. Both of his eyes consist of a dark smokey gray that carry
a very small hint of shining silver beneath. His nose is generally small
and rather slim. He has small lips and ever increasing crease marks upon
his cheeks gained from large grins and smiles. You can tell he is a good
deal past middle-aged for his skin looks a very weathered and colored from
years of sunlight and exposure to the elements. He has broad shoulders
leading down to an overall muscled and bulky form. Though this male seems a
brute, you feel that you can tell he is a gentle and kind spirit.
Overall, you are in excellent condition.
[Scores] Orson, Azrael, Bushido Sensei
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Status: Grand Master(1) Race: Half-elf Class: Mercenary
Kingdom: Zhenshi Cabal: Fists of the White Swan (Member)
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Coins: zero
Carrying: 0/20 items Load: 0.0/265.0 pounds
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Health: Excellent Mental: Power starved Physical: Fresh
Attribute points: 0 Wimpy: 0 percent Mode: Kill/defensive
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You are standing.
You have just begun your journey to the next level.
You have played 1127 hour(s) so far.
Amateur - spear (mastered) axe (mastered)
dagger (mastered) flail (mastered)
mace (mastered) polearm (mastered)
siegecraft (very good) sling (very good)
staff (mastered) sword (mastered)
whip (mastered) bash (mastered)
enhanced damage (mastered) parry (mastered)
rescue (superb) shield block (mastered)
swim (superb) taslamaran tongue (mastered)
uxmaln tongue (mastered) zhensh tongue (mastered)
empire tongue (mastered) aghelian tongue (mastered)
sylvan tongue (mastered) firmyrn tongue (mastered)
deep tongue (mastered) taslamaran writing (mastered)
uxmaln writing (mastered) zhensh writing (mastered)
empire writing (mastered) aghelian writing (mastered)
sylvan writing (mastered) firmyrn writing (mastered)
deep writing (superb) fist cipher (mastered)
Novice - dirt kicking (mastered) self defense (mastered)
second attack (mastered) fast healing (mastered)
Initiate - crossbow (mastered) disarm (mastered)
kick (mastered) retreat (superb)
Apprentice- brawling (very good) dodge (mastered)
trip (mastered) third attack (mastered)
Journeyman- <fist skill> (mastered) rallying cry (superb)
specialize (mastered) endurance (mastered)
haggle (superb)
Veteran - bow (mastered) enhanced parry (mastered)
<fistie skill> (mastered)
Expert - <fistie skill> (mastered) fourth attack (mastered)
Mentor - blitzkrieg (mastered) <fistie skill> (mastered)
skirmish (superb)
Master - <fistie skill> (mastered)
[Attributes] Orson Azrael, Bushido Sensei
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Status: Grand Master(1) Race: Half-elf Class: Mercenary
Age: 151 Sex: Male Size: Medium
Alignment: Scrupulous Handiness: Left handed Religion: Nashira
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STR: Powerful INT: Smart WIS: Clever
DEX: Nimble CON: Durable CHA: Sociable
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Carrying capacity: 20 items with a maximum weight of 265.0 pounds.
I thoroughly enjoyed playing Orson. He was very active through his early years, and towards the middle I didn't get to play much, but I did get around to playing him some in his old age. I admit one of my favorite parts to playing Orson had been when the daemons got let loose on Ayamao, and Orson, Ahzram, and Volgacks pushed back the horde. We fought for several hours OOC and we killed so many we had to start abandoning tons of money that we got from the kills, leaving coins all over the place. Also when the large group showed up to help it was primarily casters, and they had to rest constantly. Whereas the trio never stopped, and I mean that literally. Orson tanked, Ahzram healed, and Volgacks sang songs, we barely stayed alive, but we never faltered either. There are too many people to thank really. All of the Fist, all of Nashira's followers. Especially Trevel, who constantly tried to convince Orson to join the Druids. Eilsys, she was a big influence on Orson's life. Yaubl of course, Ahzram, Volgacks, Hanathena, Arielyn even though we didn't get to know each other well. And so many more. If I forgot to mention you. Speak up and I will. I wish you all the best.
Orson was my inspiration to try and make a true lightly, I hope I succeeded.