collapse

* Welcome!

* Important Links

* BR Councils

* COTM and TOTM

* COTY and TOTY

Character of the Year


Thread of the Year

* Affliates

Affiliate with Us

Blood Rites RPG

Listed At

RPG-D Nerd Listings

Our Affiliates

   

* Credits

RSS Feed  Facebook  Tumblr    E-Mail

Canon: © Anne Bishop
Board's Plot: Blood Rites
Points Scheme: Mother Night
Ratio System: Blood Rites

Blood Rites best viewed in Firefox.
Established February 2010
by Jamie, Gina & Bowie.


* Plot Information for Rihland

A Black Jewel has obliterated the longstanding Eyrien rulership of the Territory. As the Rihlanders begin to reclaim their homeland they do so under the stern gaze of their "savior". Three separate peoples struggle to both claim their own identities and become a unified nation, but old hatreds are difficult to shed.
Culture of Rihland
Ebon Varos
Rihlander Religion
The Reclaimers
The Exchange

* Welcome Guests

You are currently viewing our forum as a Guest. While you can see all we do, you can't participate. Please think about joining, we love new players. Click Here for more information.


Author Topic: Falen Halindor  (Read 1212 times)

Description: Warlord Prince. Opal to Red. Played by halyonix

Offline Falen Halindor

  • Character Account
    • opal2red
    • wp
    • Role

      Enforcer

    • Faction

      Belaya Province Court

    • Territory

      Rihland

    • Character Sheet

      [Link]

    • OOC

      halyonix

    • Posts

      37

    • wrong side of Heaven, righteous side of Hell

    • View Profile
Falen Halindor
« on: Feb 03, 17, 04:52:37 PM »
The Basics
Character Name: Falen Halindor
Nicknames: Fae (only Reo calls him this)
Age and Birth Year:  45 (149 AP)
Race: half Rihlander, half Eyrien
Caste: Warlord Prince
Birth Territory: Rihland
Home Territory: Rihland

Birthright Jewel: uncut Opal
Offering Jewel: cut Red

Role: Enforcer
Faction: Belaya Province Court

Appearance
Play By: Shannon Leto
Distinguishing Features: a pair of jet black wings with loamy brown membranes extend from his back.

Personality


Personality:
Falen has defiance written all over his expression. His mannerisms tend to be reserved to the point of surliness. Like all Warlord Princes, he is volatile, passionate, and violent. He is nearly always in opposition to the majority. He has a chip on his shoulder visible from a mile away. The man is prickly and difficult but damned good at what he does, if he can be made to do it. Plus, he’s a Warlord Prince, and a Red one at that, so who the fuck is going to tell him otherwise? Not anyone who relishes keeping their head. Falen is caught between worlds, being half Rihland and half Eyrien, born into both but accepted in neither, and this betwixt and between lonesomeness lends to his anger, since he sees neither race as his people, and they don’t see him as theirs.

When it comes to everyone that isn’t his lover, Falen tends to be reserved at best, belligerent at worst. He needs some anger management classes. He won’t hesitate to start a fight or end one, but he wishes he didn’t have to fight everything all of the time. This oppositional struggle is completely his fault but he just doesn’t see it. He pushes people away when he needs them the most. In private, he can be a bit of a social justice warrior, ranting about how terrible the state of the Territory is and how he’d like to give Kalvar a piece of his mind about how to run things. Falen is too stubborn to be scared, unless it comes to Reo, but that’s a secret only one or two people know about (and not because Falen told them either). If someone were to attempt to use Reo as leverage against Falen, be prepared for destruction. Falen is obviously a man led by his emotions because logic has fucking failed him for the last time.

Within this thorny exterior is the heart of someone who wants to make things right after seeing it all go to shit. He wants to be left alone to love Reo as his heart demands but that’s impossible, given the current state of the Territory, and that angers Falen every day. It could be argued that without his rage, Falen wouldn’t know what to do with himself, but he imagines that he would carve out a proper little life with Reo, complete with adopting some snarky kid as their own. It’s that dream that keeps Falen from killing himself when everything looks bleak.


Likes:
  • 1 - Solitude in nature. Being outdoors is one of Falen’s favorite things and he loves to hike or discover new natural places, especially ones that aren’t likely to be found by others. He has a dozen or more private little glades and waterfalls in the surrounding mountains that he retreats to when he needs time to get away from things.
  • 2 - Knowledge. Knowledge is power and for Falen, this powerful knowledge is best found in the form of history. How else is he supposed to navigate the future if he doesn’t learn from the past? 
  • 3 - Coffee. This bears being explicitly said: don’t talk to Falen before he’s had at least one cup of coffee in the morning.
Dislikes:
  • 1 - His wings. They’re a constant reminder of a father he hates. Some days, he talks about cutting them off, but they’re a part of him still, so it’s just angry words.
  • 2 - Politics. Politics are what keep Falen from being himself and happy. He’s not allowed to be with his lover because of politics. He has to hurt people because of politics. Why Kalvar didn’t abolish half of the shit the old Queens supported is still a mystery, and an angry one, to Falen.
  • 3 - Hurting kids or women. Falen’s soft spot is that every Rihland woman he sees being oppressed reminds him of his mother. Because he thinks Prohibition is stupid, it’s hard for him to rigidly enforce any of these rules when they apply to women and children. He tends to be a softie, though he tries to hide it from his colleagues.
Fears:
  • 1 - Losing Reo. Whether by death or break up, this fear drives Falen in the darkest corners of his mind. He loves Reo with all of his heart -- he’s the only person that can claim that emotion from Falen.
  • 2 - Never being free of Prohibitions. On the surface, he’ll say that they’re stupid. Deep in his soul, he fears they’ll never go away and he’ll be miserable for life because of them.
  • 3 - Kalvar being worse than the Queens. Black Jewel or not, Kalvar isn’t a Queen and Falen fears that one day that man is going to lose his shit and destroy a lot of innocent people.
Craft Strengths:
  • 1 - Combat Shielding. Falen is great at expanding and contracting his shields in order to mess with his opponents’ sense of reach and weakness. One moment, Falen will have wide shields that block most attacks and mid swing he’ll retract them so that the distance has changed.
  • 2 - Enhanced Battle Craft. No one fights like a Warlord Prince and no one fights like an Eyrien Warlord Prince, even one “half-trained.” Falen is good at setting his opponents off balance with his dirty fighting tricks and feints.
Craft Weaknesses:
  • 1 - Security Spells. Falen wishes he was better at this because he feels like he would sleep better at night but he always messes up the strength and/or the timing of these spells.
  • 2 - Jewel Management. Falen can be reckless and this translates into running low on Jewel strength at times. He really should have learned this but he doesn’t have the patience.
Life Story

Family:
Mother: Alita Halindor, Rose witch (deceased at age 67, 178 AP)
Father: unknown
Siblings: none that he knows about

History:
Falen’s mother was one of the women used in the Eyrien war machine. He has no idea what sort of atrocities were inflicted upon her before he arrived but he can guess, especially since he now understands that haunted look to her eyes when she thinks he isn’t watching. She didn’t know who his father was, just one of the many Eyriens who took a “liking” to her while she worked the farm. She could have aborted him but she kept him, because he gave her hope.

Long ago, Falen decided that if he ever found his father, he’d gladly give the man a taste of what his mother went through.

She did not give him an Eyrien name, even after seeing his wings. The wings would give him enough of a safe passage in this cruel world, allowing him to skirt some lines and boldly cross others. She named him after her grandfather, who had died long ago defending his family. Falen would grow up tough but he grew up loved by his mother. She made sure of that.

Things got marginally better for them over time, especially when little Falen walked out of his Birthright with an Opal Jewel. If anyone thought to mess with his mother after that, a flying black ball of hell would come at them. Luckily, those Eyriens had moved on and their little family was left in peace, so long as they kept their heads down. Young Falen didn’t understand why they had to do it but he did it, because he didn’t want his mother hurt. Because he was half Eyrien, there was just enough strife for Falen to later realize that he had taken a detour from tradition by not leaving his mother for a hunting camp, but a balancing power that his half blood lineage made him too impure for one as well.

There was an older battle scarred Eyrien neighbor named Tarenar that decided to train young Falen, because the stripling Warlord Prince needed something to pour all of those issues into. Staves, swords, bows, and even whips became destructive instruments in Falen’s hands. He preferred melee fighting the most though and when he was finally allowed to use bladed sticks, he felt like he had, in a way, come home.

It was probably because of that man, whose became the closest thing to a father figure, that Falen was able to walk out of his Offering with a Red. Falen’s mother had never been at her proudest, even looking as haggard and worn as she did. Falen remembers wrapping her in his wings, something he very rarely ever did with anyone, and promising her, as only a brash youth could, that nothing would ever hurt her again.

Of course, he was wrong. But that would come later.

There was a decade of his life where things seemed to be on the upwards slope. He worked with the village Queen in her little Court, he saw a few women through their Virgin Night, he made sure his mother had enough to get by. He didn’t like playing stud though because he knew something in him wasn’t...right...because it wasn’t the sight of a woman’s breasts that got him hard. He thought, at first, that it was violence because he loved sparring with other males so much, but he couldn’t accept that as the reason. Eventually, he figured out that it was the male form, with its chiseled muscles and raw strength, that called to him. None of those women he saw through their Virgin Nights knew that he was thinking about a man while he was with them. It was something they didn’t need to know since he was only performing a duty and nothing more.

This aspect of his sexuality came into great conflict with Prohibition in place. His Ruts had to be carefully handled, and he often took the route of violence to ease that energy. He had seen enough of the scars on his own mother to know that he never wanted to subject another person to his own uncontrolled temper.

With his third decade of life came another hardship for Falen -- the death of his mother.

In some ways, Falen could thank whatever deity watched over abominations like him because it led him to Reo. But in a lot of ways, this incited Falen’s rage and pain even more. His mother had been killed by an Eyrien who had thought to manhandle her in the street despite her protests. By the time Falen got to her, she was mortally wounded and the Eyrien had gotten away. His mother died in his arms there.

Falen killed the bastard two nights later, afterwards setting the man’s house ablaze with Red witchfire so everyone got the message. But because of his public display, he was made to join the Enforcers, his back still healing from the whipping he had gotten. Falen became a walking hypocrisy and hated every moment of his life.

After that, Falen did little else but work in order to forget his pain. He alternated between beating the shit out offenders his Enforcer visits and taking the longest shifts he could. He found one or two of the Exchanges, blessed little places where Prohibitions didn’t apply. And that’s how he found Reo. What began as a drunken one night stand became the only relationship Falen ever wanted to fight for since his mother had died.

Theirs became an oil and water mixed with fire sort of relationship. They had to hide nearly all aspects of it but when they were together in private, Falen was happier than he had ever been. He wanted to spend all of his time with Falen, which was probably how Odinar found them on that fateful night. The ensuing fight between two Red Warlord Princes destroyed the barn -- the original scene of the crime -- and spilled into the street. Whatever explanation or rumors came from it, Falen didn’t give a shit about. He knew to be a lot more careful and he knew he wouldn’t stop loving Reo.

When Kalvar unleashed the Black in retribution for his wife’s death, Falen completely understood why. He had felt that same way when his mother had died and knew that if Reo died he would feel the same way again. With all of the upheaval, Falen was moved into the Belaya Province Court, which seemed to be a slightly better place for him, even though he was still angry with everything.



Show Us What You've Got
Character in Play:
He burned.

His hands, though cleaned of her her blood for what seemed like an eternity now, still felt cracked and sticky. Flexing his fingers did not ease this feeling and only increased his desire to feel something cracking or breaking underneath his fingers.

She had been so fragile, his mother, so frail. And so easily, terribly broken.

What kind of monster hurt an aging, helpless woman? What kind of monster hurt a woman at all? Falen knew the answer to that. He had always known the answer to that. It was the same type of miscreation that had gifted him with the membranous wings fanning out behind him like oblivion following in his wake. It was the same demon that had bequeathed him with this perpetual, unquenchable rage that burned in his breast, right under his heart, a fire he longed to put out but he just…

kept…

burning…

Even now, as he stalked towards the house that held his mother’s killer, he felt it in his eyes. The glowing ember of rage, fueled by his pain, made every step feel as though he was a volcano lumbering towards eruption. The roar he let out, the only warning that murderer got, was like that of a pained, dying planet, its molten core expelling into a great expanse that it could never fill, leaving behind a gaping, inoperable hole matching the grief he now felt.

Falen’s hand extended like claws, raking Red gashes through the house’s stone and wood supports. The inhabitants -- the bastard and whatever female warmed his bed -- screamed in confused panic. Their next set of screams...those were more fitting of two doomed souls realizing how fucked they were. Falen poured his rage into the witchfire that swept into every inch of the house, a fire imbued with his Red that promised to burn and burn and burn…

Just like he did.

With an ending shout, Falen locked that inferno within Red Shields, ensuring that neither it nor its Eyrien-supplied fuel escaped. The timing spell on the Shield guaranteed that it would burn all night, vanishing at dawn.

Falen didn’t wait to enjoy their dying screams. He had been in Death’s presence too much lately. The crowd that gathered at the sight kept a healthy distance away from him. Too bad. He could have added them as fuel for the fire as well if they had fucked with him. His steps felt lighter now, or maybe that was because of the drain on his Jewels. But the burning...that was still there...banked...for now.

Simmering, he went home to bury his mother.

Petitions (if any):

Wanted Ad Fulfillment (if any):
(Use below for character fulfilling a Wanted Ad, otherwise remove)
Wanted Ad Link:
Wanted Ad Sponsor:

Player Name: halyonix

Offline halyonix

  • Player Account
    • plotreviewwelcome
    • council
    • OOC

      halyonix

    • Posts

      1,106

    • The Black Gryphon

    • View Profile
Re: Falen Halindor
« Reply #1 on: Feb 03, 17, 04:54:31 PM »
Jewels rolled from : http://www.bloodrites.net/keep's-registry/reo-elbremov/

Need cut/uncut status please plus 1 family roll
i have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night // writer tracker







Offline Dani

  • Player Account: Inactive
    • player
    • account
    • OOC

      Dani

    • Posts

      8,388

    • I have seen the throne of gods and it is empty.

    • View Profile
Re: Falen Halindor
« Reply #2 on: Feb 05, 17, 05:04:20 PM »
Please excuse the delay! As per Reo's sheet.
Weighed by Mother Night...

You've risen from the Darkness twice blessed with an uncut Opal birthright Jewel, and were gifted with a cut Red Jewel at your offering.

&

Congratulations


One family roll:
1. Yellow - Summer Sky
character tracker





Contact me at: -email/gchat- dani@bloodrites.net -Discord- Dani#5222

Offline halyonix

  • Player Account
    • plotreviewwelcome
    • council
    • OOC

      halyonix

    • Posts

      1,106

    • The Black Gryphon

    • View Profile
Re: Falen Halindor
« Reply #3 on: Feb 15, 17, 04:02:45 PM »
ready for review!
i have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night // writer tracker







Offline Dash

  • Administrator
    • highBlood
    • council
    • OOC

      Dash

    • Posts

      6,324

    • The Stage Is Set

    • View Profile
Re: Falen Halindor
« Reply #4 on: Feb 16, 17, 09:33:04 PM »

This application has been reviewed!

Check your private messages for feedback. When you have made the requested changes please reply to this post and let us know you are ready for the next round!

Email: Dash@Bloodrites.net   Discord: Dash#6159

Tracker


Offline halyonix

  • Player Account
    • plotreviewwelcome
    • council
    • OOC

      halyonix

    • Posts

      1,106

    • The Black Gryphon

    • View Profile
Re: Falen Halindor
« Reply #5 on: Feb 17, 17, 10:33:37 AM »
ready for round 2!
i have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night // writer tracker







Offline Dash

  • Administrator
    • highBlood
    • council
    • OOC

      Dash

    • Posts

      6,324

    • The Stage Is Set

    • View Profile
Re: Falen Halindor
« Reply #6 on: Feb 17, 17, 01:31:58 PM »
Email: Dash@Bloodrites.net   Discord: Dash#6159

Tracker


 

 

anything