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Author Topic: Shivesh Mandir  (Read 1093 times)

Description: Landen Male. Played by Lochlan.

Offline Shivesh Mandir

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      Seat of Rajendra

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      The Rebellion

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Shivesh Mandir
« on: Jan 22, 19, 08:03:54 AM »
The Basics

Character Name: Shivesh Mandir
Nicknames: Vesh or Veshi.
Age and Birth Year: 38 (born 155 PP)
Race: Short-Lived (Nharkavan)
Caste: Landen
Birth Territory: Kerala District -- Sikkim Province -- Nharkava, Kaeleer
Home Territory: Nharkava, Kaeleer

Birthright Jewel: None
Offering Jewel:  None

Role: Seat of Rajendra
Faction: The Rebellion

Appearance

Play By: Prateik Jain
Distinguishing Features: Shivesh has a deep scar on his face from a Hellephant tusk. Similar scarred features dot his body from a variety of animal claws and teeth.

Personality



Personality:

Boisterous to a fault, Shivesh is a joyful and merry man. Even with the slowly encroaching grip of Glacian dominance, the threat to Nharkavan ways of life and the slow crawl of the foreign beliefs of the Glacian people. Nothing ever seems to dampen Shivesh's mood. He will always find a reason to smile, even in the darkest of circumstances. His attitude makes him appear almost offensively gallant. A moment of sorrow will have Shivesh smiling and laughing just as much as tears can presents a person who, to some, may not care about the emotional needs, or situations, of others.

They would be incorrect of course. He just knows that The End comes randomly for everyone. Why waste someone's last moments in tears, or honor their memory by sniveling and wasting away in front of their spirit as they return to the cradle of the Gods? It should be spent in joy, sharing a last moment with someone with a smile and remembering who they were with pride and happiness. Share a last laugh and make their eyes sparkle before they dull. Shivesh enjoys life, all parts of it and seeks to embody life, including the End. Not to mention that one cannot laugh and be afraid at the same time and nowadays he has plenty to be afraid of, so plenty of reason to both laugh and find new ways to.

Like most landens Shivesh never bought into the beliefs of the Blood - that of their Dark Mother and instead believes in the presence of the Gods. The wheel spins, life begins and ends, and whether or not you like it it will continue to do so for all time. It is his source of joy and wonder, living in the world to which the Gods created. Why else would a paradise like Nharkava be next to a frigid glacier yet still hold the copious bounty of life the Territory has?

A bounty that the Nharkavan Blood forfeited the day they let Glacia walk into Nharkava to do their job for them. Shivesh hates Blood, seeing them as an isolated group who care nothing for anyone but themselves. The Nharkavan rulers should have fought tooth and nail to keep Glacia from taking the territory and instead they, to his eyes, stood aside as they waltzed in and took it. The Blood either don't care, are in on it, or don't care about anything other than them being rulers. To Shivesh, the Blood forfeited their place in the world the moment they cast their people aside. The time of the Landen has come. This prejudice extends to Jewelless Blood, regardless of the fact that those without Jewels have far more in common with the Landen than they do their Jeweled contemporaries. If you give them an inch, they will just act like their bedazzled cousins. Don't give it to them.

Shivesh grew into a soldier without the upbringing of one. The citizen soldier, he has skills and has seen things he didn't want. He's just a guy, who had a job and a family, and now the Rebellion has swallowed his life. Including his lover of all things. What he wants, more than anything, is for the war to be over. To go back to a life where he didn't have to lead, where he could enjoy life with his family and watch his daughters grow. Maybe taking up cattle-farming, gather some livestock maybe. That would be nice. Lucrative too, which would not only help his hometown but also his family. He can't have that thought. He cannot celebrate life but must instead revel in the dispensing of the Good Death to those who threaten Nharkava, it's people and it's spirit with their stupid Darkness-worship and ignoring the needs of others.

Likes:
  • Sex. Why wouldn't you like sex? It's pleasurable, steamy and the energy of it is infectious. Not to mention the intimacy it makes and that when mommies and daddies sexy-time it offers energy to Lavanya so that the Creator can fuel life with the soul! It's the best.
  • Kids. God Shivesh LOVES kids. There is a purity to them and an innocence he lost in the war. It makes them shine twice as bright and twice as fun to play with. He is the type of guy who would make an excellent parent were it not for the fact that he isn't there and is instead helping fight in the war.
  • Animals. There is a purity to them that doesn't exist in human society, a state of nature that he silently appreciates. It is what made life as a courier and a forester so easy for him. The natural beauty of nature, the plethora of animals both majestic and dangerous. His like of animals helped him understand them which led to his understanding of how to tame Hellephants.

    Dislikes:
  • All death must have a cause and causeless killings make Shivesh irate. Death is a part of life but it should reside within the hands of the Gods who know how best to apply the End. People fuck everything up. A man who takes up arms for a cause he believes in, even his Glacian enemies, accepts the approach of death. One who kills leisurely? Should be removed from the Gods' great work so that life can continue.
  • Materialism - Life is a bountiful harvest for those with the eye to take it and indulge in it. As a landen, riches are unknown to him and he grew up in lifestyles that favored savoring every inch of what you had to make that harvest manifest. Others? They think 'the richness of Life' should be taken literally and amass unnecessary amounts of gold and become empty shells hoarding stuff and calling it life. He sees such greed and avarice as empty and a waste of the life the Gods have given.
  • The Dark Religion - It is more like Blood religion in general. The Dark Religion is just it's purest manifestation. A reverence of nothingness which devalues all things around it. To him their beliefs explain everything from the vanity common among the Blood to the empty sounding bylaws the Blood all but swear by. It is a worship of nothingness, a nothingness they seek to drown everyone in.

    Fears:
  • A never-ending war. Shivesh does not want to be a rebel forever. Hell he doesn't want to be a warrior forever. At some point he wants to return to his original job and back to civilian life. 
  • Losing his family. The war has begun to take it's toll on him. 8 years, is a long time to fight a war of attrition and that attrition is beginning to show. He is increasingly afraid that he will lose his family either through war, betrayal, both, or just time. So far he and Bahravi have made it work...for now, but a time may come when another male comes along who is THERE, rather than at ranches or the jungles and fathers HIS daughters. The Blood claim that everything has a price, an edict he doesn't believe. Instead he believes that his family will be his only reward for bringing safety to the Gods and Nharkava and it is the only reward he really wants. What worries him is if that is the reward he will receive when it is all said and done. No reward compares to his Veshi and his children.
  • Leading the Rebellion Astray. The Hellephant ranches believed him when he said that Father would guide their wrath. They are expecting something and soon and he knows it. The whole Rebellion could use some vengeance to keep it's spirit up. While the Rebellion is as organized as it could be, Shivesh remembers the time of the rioting and looting and razing. The only thing keeping the froth from the mouth of the landen is the Rebellion. If the Rebellion fails, or worse falls for good, the disunity will cripple the movement forever. Yet he is neither a strategist or gifted general. He doesn't want to let anyone down or worse, help lead them right over a cliff.

    Character Strengths:
  • Wilderness survival is one of Shivesh's greatest attributes. He can navigate the jungles of Nharkava with ease, has knowledge of herbs, flora, fauna, cooking, shelter-building and first aid. This also includes combat, as the jungles are rich in predators eager to eat his face. He has bested them too.
  • Hellephant Taming is what Shivesh is most known for in the Rebellion. He was among the first handfuls of landen to learn, by trial and error, how to tame the giant beasts. Further how to steer them, manage them and where to protect them.

    Character Weaknesses:
  • Shivesh has a Cthonic attitude, an avant-guarde outlook on life that may not mesh well with others. Death is important to Shivesh because without it life loses it's luster and meaning but to some (or many) his brightness can very much come off as immaturity, naiveity or worse, callousness.
  • Shivesh is a touch Insecure about his role in the Rebellion. The body counts are rising and no end is in sight. He has a family right there on the wing, all he has to do is hang up his swords and return to them and act like none of this has ever happened. When he was just a Helliphant tamer and skirmisher the Rebellion was easy. Then came more responsibilities, more presence among the Rebels until he was put onto the Council of Eight. What military experience he has is from the Rebellion alone and he wasn't a soldier! He kept animals from breaching the city perimeter! That was it! He shouldn't be where he is and while he talks a very good game is silently doubting his ability to properly lead.


    Life Story

    Family:
    Mother: Lashimi Mandir -- Landen, Priestess of Rajendra (52, born 141 PP)
    Father: Sahir Lampur ka-Mandir -- Landen, Priest of Rajendra (50, born 143 PP)
    Siblings: None

    Lover: Bharavi Khatri -- Landen (32, born 161 PP)
    Daughter: Onella Khatri -- Landen (12, born 181 PP)
    Daughter: Anupama Khatri -- Landen (11, born 182 PP)

    History:

    Born to a priest and priestess of Rajendra at their temple in Sikkim Province in 155 PP, Shivesh was a wild child. Always playing and always climbing he seemed to have an abundant level of energy. A light in the otherwise somber shadow of the Temple of Rajendra.

    His young childhood was different than your average youth. Shivesh didn't have many friends, namely that there were so few children or people his own age at the temple. Instead it was to the caretakers of the temple to offer him any sort of reprieve. Many took to spending time with Shivesh - teaching him games, reciting mantras of Rajendra and opening his eyes to the word of Rajendra. As he reached his pre-teens he was given a formal education by the priesthood. Sums, reading and writing and the liturgy of the God of Death.

    His path in life would very much deviate from the path of his parents. Shivesh, simply due to chores and his daily activities grew to be a muscular lad one who excelled in physical activity. To complement his natural aptitudes he was trained in combat under the belief that, when he officially joined the temple he could best serve as a temple guardian. Not to mention that as Shivesh grew older he became more and more comfortable in the wilderness surrounding the temple than he did within it. Year by year it seemed Shivesh would not join the temple as everyone anticipated and when he was 15, petitioned his parents to join the caravan bringing goods to the temple to expand his horizons which they agreed. His father offered him his pendant of Rajendra as a parting gift and would travel with the caravan for a year. That year (170-171 PP) he continued to learn combat, sums, inventory, wilderness survival and what really caught his interest - animals, by tending the animals needed to haul the caravan. In exchange he served a variety of tasks, most importantly bodyguard as the caravan traded in food - a precious resource at the time.

    He returned to the temple in 171 and after a conversation with his parents decided to leave the temple. A celebration was had for his departure and he left for Surat. With what skills he had at his disposal he took the job of a courier. He was given a horse, a map and would serve as parcel carrier across Kerala. Thus his life, on his own, began in 172. While it seemed like a stepping stone job to something more profitable his abilities were put to the test, given that the jungles of Nharkava were full of treacherous pitfalls and dangerous wildlife. Not only did he have to learn the jungle to make ends meet and do his job but also to survive. The land still suffered Rajendra's gaze as the jungle offered little sustenance and general food was still a highly scarce resource. Yet Shivesh wouldn't be deterred, finding the struggle a valid contest of both his faith and his resilience. Life was not free, neither was finding joy within it. Like most landens he became a hoarder, nit-picking over every coin he had to spend to ensure he would have enough to overcome high prices and riotous contests for food.

    Years passed. The food crisis didn't get any better, pay as a courier was not grand, he couldn't get out of it or find something better and what was once a glorious challenge became a chilling endurance. The Blood, it seemed, were neither willing or able to do whatever it was they were supposed to be doing - that was why they were so important right? It did not take long for Shivesh to join rioters picketing the Blood to either open storehouses or do their damn job. It of course did nothing.

    The entrance of Glacia struck Shivesh deep. It appeared to him as a betrayal by the Nharkavan blood by simply letting in some other Territory to do their job. It seemed to Shivesh that the Blood of Nharkava did not care for the people after all, instead letting someone else do their job to the point they practically sold out the Territory to do it. It wasn't all bad though - bellies were becoming full of food, prosperity was coming on the incline, money was filling pouches again and the endurance, month by month after Glacia's entrance made life a little easier to manage. The cost was extreme - too extreme, in Shivesh's opinion. Whispers of the Dark Religion echoed on his courier routes throughout the Territory and, as years passed, it seemed more and more targetting those of the faithful in the Gods. Shivesh had hated Blood religion to begin with - what little he knew of it learning in the temple. It was a belief in nothing, the demand to worship nothing, and give yourself to it. Giving your life to nothing made life meaningless! And the more he heard the whispers of the religion on people's lips the more irritated it made him.

    To make matters even more sour he found love during the period of Glacia's treatment of the land. Not only that, he had a daughter with that love. He was moved from courier to a forester, keeping Surat clear of the dangers of the jungles. It afforded him a raise, enough to buy a home in Surat, be near his growing family. For all the perceived ills, Lavanya blessed him with new life under Glacia's insidious shadow and it was a life Shivesh adored. Love, a family, a job that allowed some comfort for all within it. Until the Rebellion began to form.

    It put Shivesh in a tight spot. For all the goods he received under Glacian rule the fact of the matter was that the Nharkavan Blood sold them out. Not only did they sell them out, the Dark Religion threatened to swallow the Wheel in favor of oblivion and the only ones responsible were Blood who were either complicit or reticent about what was happening. How many others like Shivesh existed out there? People who succeeded in life if (and only if) the Blood deemed it and were chained into the very predicament he was? Fight and lose what you have in the vain hope you succeed? Or? Stay docile, give what the Blood deign to give you and say thank you when they decide to give a damn.

    The resolve to fight won out. Countless fights with Bharavi ensued, of how Shivesh was dooming their family to poverty for some war that didn't involve them. Let the Blood duke it out, they don't pay attention to people like them anyway. Why should Shivesh fight when he has nothing to gain and everything to lose? What about his family? What would they do? In the end, Shivesh left, promising to return and that hopefully he would give her pride in his actions and decisions.

    Given his strengths, Shivesh joined a rebel cell that was based in the southern jungles of Sikkim where the Council of Eight had tasked them to procure Hellephants for a combat battalion. Shivesh was one of the few of the cell to manage to master taming and teaching the Hellephants. The cell learned to ride them, arm them and protect them and secured them in their camp and more importantly, how to fight on them. Shivesh both tamed and trained the Hellephants but also cared for them and hunted with others in the cell the dangerous game in the jungles for the necessary leather and sinew to arm the Helliphants, trading information through coded messages with sympathizers Shivesh and others knew in the courier service. He was a Hellephant driver when they were to be utilized and, when not, was dispatched with his cell to raid Glacio-Nharkavan holdings either for food, money or morale.

    Shivesh became a rising star among the Hellephant ground. His upbeat attitude, his drive and motivation was infectious because of all things, they were fighting for life - a better life - and why dredge in misery when they should embody what they are fighting for? He was a skilled Hellephantier, a vicious combatant and a war cry that made Rajendra smile and a growingly competent tactician - keeping a level head when war blossomed all around him to be able to plan in the thick. Never losing his smile, even in warfare. He also served as a chaplain of sorts, given his knowledge of the liturgy of the Gods, though many thought that one who professed attachment to the God of Death was an ill omen...or a good one! Depending on who you asked. More important to the rebellion he became a precious resource which put him in contact with other Hellephant grounds to help teach how to domesticate the Hellephant herds into battle-ready units and, given his background as a courier, served as a point of contact among the Hellephant grounds.

    He had been an agent of the rebellion for 8 years when the Glacio-Nharkavan regime assaulted the mountain hold of the Council of Eight. Given the proximity of the attack their cell sought to help in evacuating the fortifications and get them into the jungle where they could disappear. Whom they could save were taken the Hellephant ground for treating wounds. Shivesh, by virtue of his upbringing, was the one as always to deliver their rite of passing. Shortly after the tolls had come in it was learned that the Council of Eight, including the Avatar of Lavanya, died in the attack. Morale plummeted.

    Shivesh also suffered from the fatigue of their guerilla war following the defeat. He hadn't seen his children or his beloved in months, the Council of Eight was shattered and the war seemed to have no end any time in the distant future. When the news of the Avatar's death began to permeate, Shivesh contemplated leaving. If they did not fight then what will happen to the other Gods? The Dark Mother's touch offers no reincarnation because there is no wheel for her. Just a simple erasure with no meaning. It wasn't just a war for Nharkava at that point, not Shivesh. It was a holy war. A crusade. And the Gods needed help.

    Over the following months Shivesh sought to rally the Hellephant ranches. To keep the fighting spirit alive and turn the wounds of defeat into righteous anger. That the Gods blessed them with the beauty of Nharkava, the navel of the world, and it is time to return the favor to them. Since the Blood will not stop Glacia from sending Nharkava into oblivion's grace, they will. They have to. For a future of life rather than emptiness and nothing. If they gave up now? Then they might as well walk into Glacia itself and surrender. It is time to lick wounds and prepare themselves for the rebound. The war is not over. Father will guide their wrath.

    As the Rebellion reorganized it was a shock to Shivesh when the ground put him forward to hold the Seat of Rejandra. Many joke that it was fitting, the Rejandran death priest taking the role of the Father in the Council of Eight. He did not immediately take the position, worried what it might do to his family. It wasn't until Bharavi came to the ranch and helped him embrace the idea that he finally accepted.

    He has one goal in mind, the same words he used to rally the ranches as well as himself. Father will guide their wrath. Glacia will receive the Good Death and be evicted from the Wheel of Life in it's entirety so that may they embrace the precious oblivion they so desperately seek to achieve. He will be happy to send them there.

    Show Us What You've Got

    Character in Play:

    It was raining. It had been raining for a week. Lavanya was weeping the loss of her champion, her embodiment in the world. He sat in his tent looking over the coded communique that said, in no uncertain terms, that the ranches support Shivesh taking the Seat of Rajendra.

    Rajendra. The God of Death. The End. Entropy. The one who kills so that Lavanya can give new life. He laughed at the paper, finding the irony humorous as he remembered that his parents long ago wanted him to become a priest at the temple. He refused, only to now represent him on the Council of Eight. He set the paper aside and looked at his hands. Calloused with work, sweat, dirt and blood. He looked over at the mirror. The scar that ran across his face itched as he looked at it, reminding him of the tusk that flayed him.

    He wasn't a warrior. He wasn't even a commander. He was a courier! He had a family! Two daughters and a woman who made his heart skip a beat when he saw her. How long would they have to wait for him to stop pretending to be a hero and risking his life in a war that will last, possibly, longer than he would be alive. Insurmountable odds, growing shadows, it was too much. He should refuse and go home. He should go back to being a courier. A normal life. He wasn't cut out for war. He-

    "Veshi?"

    He looked up.

    She was...beautiful. Lavanya gave many blessings, and Shivesh counted himself twice-blessed to know her as his lover. Bahravi was taller, taller than Shivesh was. Her curves hid a body that could beat Shivesh in an arm wrestle with ease and hair that dropped to the small of her back. This time in braids that looped around the back of her head. She had dark, smoldering eyes like a volcano swathed in darkness and full lips that, like his own, were locked in a permanent smile.

    "Ravi??" He shot up from his cot, not even waiting to say hello before he wrapped her up in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She returned the kiss, burning his lips with her heat that no rain could distinguish as hard as it tried. A hug afterwards, then pulled away to ask the obvious question. "What are you doing here?? It isn't safe."

    "I don't care if it's safe!" She drew the drawstring on the tent to close the flaps. "I had heard what happened and wanted to make sure you are okay."

    He was about to answer before another answer hit him. "I'm-wait. How do you know about the ranch?"

    "I do my part." Was her only response, a sparkle in her eye suggesting that she knew more than just the ranch. "How are you, Veshi?"

    He sank back onto his cot, letting out a heavy breath. "I'm okay. Here." He gestured to his body. "Not so much here." He pointed to his heart. "And...confused."

    She arched an eyebrow as she came to sit next to him, taking his hand in hers. "Confused about what?"

    "The ranches have said I should become the Seat of Rajendra." He gestured to the letter. "I don't know if I want to. If I should rather. By all rights I shouldn't even be here!" He suddenly got up. "I should be at home, with you and the kids, delivering letters and fucking you senseless and making our home great for our kids. Getting them schooled so they can be titans of the world not fatherless on some crusade that may be inevitable. I'm not a warrior! I'm not even a commander!" He crumpled up the paper and threw it across the tent. "I can't lead anyone!"

    "You can't lead anyone?" Bahravi smirked, her eyes twinkling. "Veshi you are the most stubborn and resilient male I have ever met. When did you start second-guessing yourself so much? You were the one who said that if people like you don't do something then why bother bitching because the Blood will just do what they always do." She patted the cot. "Now sit down and listen to me."

    Shivesh huffed but complied. He sat back down on the seat as Bahravi curled herself next to him, resting her head on his shoulder as she took his hands in hers. She didn't say anything and he revelled in it. Her smell, her confidence, her vigilance. She was everything his opposite. A stone containing a wildfire. Then she spoke.

    "We promised each other we would make this work. That when you joined the rebels that you would always be there for our kids. You have kept your promise. You can keep your promise still. A leader or no. And it seems like you have a lot of people who look up to you. People who need you."

    "My children need me."

    "Your children know that their father is a hero. You have brought them honor and bravery, me too. The gods know this to be true and I do too...it took me a while to see it granted. They will understand when the time comes to tell them. We will tell them together, since we're technically on the same team now." She looked up at him, her eyes once again sparkling.

    "You little fox." He kissed her, and she kissed him back. When he pulled away his worry had turned to a smile once more before a questioning look hit his eye. "When did you join the rebels?"

    "Not too long after the Prince of Sikkim took the collar. Him supplanting the Queen and putting the collar on made a lot of people question. Me one of them, until I decided to do what I could about it like someone I know." She slipped up off the cot and crawled over to grab the letter, uncrumpled it and gave it to him. "I think you will make a great leader, Veshi."

    He looked at the letter then looked at Bahravi. "You really think we could make this work? It'll be even more dangerous."

    Her eyes practically burned. It made his skin warm. "What is life without a little bit of danger? Now, stop being a insufferable male, take me and tell everyone you will accept the position."

    Shivesh happily accepted that order.

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