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Author Topic: Ebrahim Orphan  (Read 3738 times)

Description: Yellow Warlord. Played by halyonix

Offline Ebrahim Orphan

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Ebrahim Orphan
« on: Jun 15, 18, 10:56:43 AM »
The Basics
Character Name: Ebrahim Orphan
Nicknames: Ebra
Age & Birthyear: 20 (born 175 AP)
Race: short lived
Caste:  Warlord
Birth Territory: Pruul
Home Territory: Pruul

Birthright Jewel: cut Yellow
Offering Jewel:

Role: apprentice
Faction: Sandriders


Play By: Zac Efron
Distinguishing Features:


Call him Ebra, because no one calls him Ebrahim unless...well, unless they’ve earned that right. If you’re an adult and you call him this, you may get a dark glare and a sarcastic reply. If you’re a teenager like him and you do it, you’ll be met with fists. Ebra isn’t afraid to defend himself or start a fight -- he’s an orphan, a street rat, and he’s learned how to be tough at a young age. Without his wits and his temper, he would have been dead by now.

But now that Ebrahim doesn’t have to use those to survive as much, he still struggles with being nice. Men get no respect from him unless they prove themselves, a leftover emotional issue from being abandoned by his father when he was younger. Women, well, women get a bit less attitude from Ebra, since he did love his mom a lot. She did try to raise him right but she ran out of time, and Ebra reminds himself daily of the things she taught him, as though such a thing will help her to live on somehow.

Despite his sharp tongue, Ebra is pretty smart about lots of things. He may not know how to read but he knows lots of stories about how things are and lots about the workings of a market or the people in a city. He can read people pretty well. He’s a resourceful sort of kid, the kind that’s eager to be of use. For Ebra, giving up isn’t an option. He plans on going down fighting, every time. If he ever gets his attitude under control, he might shape up to be a decent leader, but for now, he’s got bigger issues to conquer.

  • 1 - Food. Ebra can be convinced to do a lot of things for food. He still eats with the ravenous nature of someone who never had enough growing up but now he can tell you where to find the sweetest candies, the spiciest meats, and the juiciest fruits.
  • 2 - Adventure. Ebra is always up for something new, probably dangerous. He loves hearing stories about wild rides, near misses, etc. and he also loves trying to make his own stories like this. Count on him to get in over his head trying something a little reckless, but he usually lands on his feet.
  • 3 - Cities. Cities have so much to see, to do. And plenty of pockets to pick. Even though Ebra doesn’t have to resort to thievery as much, he still loves the hustle and bustle of cities. Who knows what cool things he’s going to find in one?
  • 1 - Adult men. Ebrahim has an instant distrust of any older male that walks into his life for more than a brief meeting. He gives them a rough time, challenging their authority or patience, as if always wanting to prove that any older male is just going to leave like his father did.
  • 2 - Studying. Ebra’s not really good with reading. He struggles with it, even though Javed spent lots of hours teaching him how to read. Ebra would rather a hands on or crash course approach to everything.
  • 3 - Politics or mind games. Ebra loathes liars and fakes. He thinks that anyone involved in politics is instantly both of those things, and if someone tries to play mind games with him, he’s quick to resort to physical fighting.
  • 1 - Failing. In Ebra’s world, failing comes with great consequences, sometimes death. He feels like he failed his mother in not protecting her somehow, and now he feels like he’s failed as a sandrider because his partner died during the Ceremony of Two.
  • 2 - Being an orphan forever. Ebra has been abandoned twice, once by his dirtbag father, and then by his mother’s death. He wants to be part of a family and it drives him to belong. He’s afraid that he’ll never fix that missing part of him.
  • 3 - Finding a family and then losing it. As much as Ebra fears being alone forever, he also fears that once he finds somewhere he belongs, he's going to lose it again,'s happened before. This causes Ebra to be awfully prickly towards those exercising great kindness towards him.
Craft Strengths:
  • 1 - Vanishing items. Of course a thief would be good at this. Ebra’s even made it into a little art at times, with a wave of his hand and a sly grin on his face. You can’t be a street rat and be bad at vanishing stolen goods.
  • 2 - Witchlight. Ebra has learned how to create just enough light to see but not enough to attract unwanted attention. He’s learned to pair this with a little enhanced eyesight Craft to sneak around areas.
Craft Weaknesses:
  • 1 - Riding the Winds. Having never ridden them before because of Pruul’s geography, Ebra knows they exist but distrusts them immensely. They’re scary to him because he doesn’t know where he’s going to end up if he tries to use one, so he refuses to learn about them.
  • 2 - Reading psychic scents. For someone who is pretty good with his nose, Ebra sucks at getting a Jewel reading on someone. Best he can tell is if they are Blood or not. If they aren’t honest about their Jewel strength, Ebra doesn’t give them the time of day.
Life Story

Mother: Lasah, Blood female, deceased (aged 24 at death)
Father: unknown

Ebrahim was born a bastard, after his father abandoned his mother early into her pregnancy. Whenever Ebra asked why he had no father, his mother Lasah would smile and say, “That’s just the way it is, my little Ebra.” To this day, with little hope of ever finding the answer to that question now, Ebra has all sorts of abandonment and father issues.

Ebra’s mother sent him off with a friend to the market on the day she died. She told Ebra she was having a visitor over, someone who might be able to help them get on the right path, and Ebra believed her. He left with her friend, thinking that their fortunes were going to change forever that day.

He was right...but not in the way he wanted to be.

They returned to a bloodied floor, to Ebra’s mother laying on the blood-soaked bed, her sightless eyes being the first thing that pinned young Ebra in that moment. It was the scene that replayed in his nightmares for the next few years. The next few days were a gray blur of one day melding into the next, while there was a funeral, and then discussions about Ebra’s future, and finally...a long journey to Tuono, to join the Sandriders.

Ebra was only six.

It took some time for Ebra to stop resorting to his street rat ways. Stealing from other apprentices was not condoned and Ebra now had to get used to actually having food given to him, rather than stealing each meal. After the first year though, Ebra began settling in and even made a friend -- a boy named Javed from the al-Tair clan. Javed told Ebra everything he knew about the world, about Pruul, about...everything! The two became inseparable and no one messed with little Javed because of Ebra, especially after Ebra received his Jewel.

It came as no surprise that the two would undergo the Ceremony of Two together when they were ready. Javed had offered Ebra to take his tribal name, offering him a family as well as a lifetime partnership. It was decided that once the two teenagers passed their Ceremony, Ebra would undergo the full tests to become part of the al-Tair tribe. Ebra, delighted to belong to a family again, accepted, and they underwent the ritual.

But when the doors opened the next day, there was only one boy alive -- Ebra.

After that, Ebra fell into an awkward limbo. The leaders of the Sandriders wanted to continue with his training but none of the apprentices wanted to partner with Ebra, afraid that the same fate would await them if they attempted the Ceremony of Two. So, for a year, Ebra was the errand boy of the Madrasa leaders, traveling to camps and cities to deliver messages or pick up other apprentices. Still, even though he had something to do, Ebra still had nowhere he belonged, and that began to bother him greatly. Maybe he should just...leave the sandriders. Just ride off. Yeah, that sounded good. Go join those Izar kids, people who didn't fit anywhere, like him.

He had this plan set in his mind but fate had other plans for him. 

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Ebra stared at his scuffed and dirtied hands, which could never quite get clean, as though they were still covered in blood. A few hours ago, they had been, and someone had gotten rid of all of it, but Ebra still felt like it was there. Maybe it would always be there.

The elders had taken him into a quiet room with a bath after opening the door to the terrible sight that greeted them. Blood splattered all over the walls. Ebra heaving great gulps of air, his eyes wild, terrified. He couldn’t remember what had happened. The elders kept telling him that everything would be alright, that he didn’t need to apologize, that this sometimes happened during the Ceremony of Two.

But Ebrahim had killed his partner. He just knew it. He just didn’t know how or why.

Ebra liked Javed. Javed was like a little brother who knew all sorts of interesting things. Javed came from the Tair clan, the mapmakers, and Ebra liked to listen to Javed tell him stories about far off places his father had seen. They were going to see those places together, once they became full-fledged riders. Javed had helped Ebra with every class and it was only because of Javed that Ebra even stood a chance at sandriding.

Ebra looked down at his hands again, still feeling the sticky, drying blood of Javed on his fingers, hearing that agonizing scream again in his ears.

Was Ebra...tainted?

That thought bothered him. They had shared a cup of each other’s blood, a disgusting sort of thing, because blood is thick and coppery and doesn’t go down like milk. Still, Ebra and Javed drank, because that’s what the Priestess said to do. And then they were locked in a room, alone together for a whole day. Somewhere in that span of a day, something went horribly wrong and Javed died. Terribly.

It must have been Ebra’s blood, the boy decided. Javed came from a good clan, with a little prestige behind him. Any prestige was more than what Ebra had, which was nothing. And Javed had a family that loved him, a family that was now going to miss him. That had to be it. Ebra was tainted, maybe because he was an orphan.

Ebra clenched his fists and hot tears began to fall. It all came down to that, didn’t it? Ebra the Orphan. Ebra the Abandoned. Ebra, who was going to become Ebrahim al-Tair after Javed’s family, was now just Ebrahim the Nobody again. He could take a name that meant he was a friend of the al-Tair tribe but he wouldn’t be family. He would just be the killer. He wouldn’t be able to show his face to any of Javed’s family ever.

He let out a sob.

“I’m s-s-sorry,” he whispered, to no one, to the dead Javed, to his own dead mother. He had failed. He had done everything right, everything as instructed, and he had failed. And now, Javed was dead, just like Ebra’s mother, and there was no one for Ebrahim anymore. There would never be anyone for Ebra.

The door to the room opened and the Head Sheikh quietly stepped inside.

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Player Name: Halyonix

Why did this character became inactive?
no plots for sandriders

What will you do to prevent this character from becoming inactive again?
attaching him to Dinah's retinue and learning with Saladin after escaping the sandworm attack

What are your plans for this character?
see above

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Changes Made to Application for Reactivation Process (if any) :
updated age, likes, fears, and history for the year of inactivity

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Re: Ebrahim Orphan
« Reply #1 on: Jun 15, 18, 11:10:47 AM »
ready to do the things!
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Re: Ebrahim Orphan
« Reply #2 on: Jun 15, 18, 11:41:52 AM »
added to the queue.  •  Discord: phinn#0798  •  Writer Tracker

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Re: Ebrahim Orphan
« Reply #3 on: Jun 17, 18, 05:00:36 PM »
Email:   Discord: Dash#6159


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Re: Ebrahim Orphan
« Reply #4 on: Jun 24, 20, 08:42:13 PM »
Ebra is ready for his Offering! Can I get a descent roll please?
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Re: Ebrahim Orphan
« Reply #5 on: Jun 24, 20, 09:08:05 PM »
Weighed by Mother Night...

You've risen from the Darkness blessed with a cut Rose Descent Jewel.

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