Name: Istvan Nemuria
Appearance: No hair, but a vaguely Membari looking head crest.
Golden eyes, slitted like a cat's or a lizards. His skin has a slight
greenish tinge to it in certain lights. He has a very small nose, and
his lips are also green, and thin. He is tall, and wiry. His nails are
made of the same green chitin as the scales around his eyes. His
anatomy is mostly human, with vestigial scales in certain places, such
as around his eyes, where they trail down from a point on his forehead
and cover his eyelids. He wears a robe made of a single piece of
unbleached muslin with light brown stencilled markings of runes to focus
and enhance the divine energies naturally present in the world.
Abilities: Istvan is a monk, of the Order of Null. They believe
that the body is more than a temple, it is a vessel for holding
divinity. They maintain a strict physical regiment of exercise and
diet, so he is in amazing shape. His mind is generally very focused,
though he doesn't have any funky mental powers per sey. He is very
adept at meditation, however, and in the right state of mind can channel
diving power into himself by focussing on nothing and allowing the
energy to fill the void within. He can then use this divine energy
(magic) to various ends. The better the contact with the void he has,
the more power he can draw to him, and weild. The symbols on his robe
make him a better conduit for the divinity to enter, and allow him to
draw more power. If he is prepared for it, he can absorb the energies
of spells and other supernatural effects used against him, or around
him, diffusing them and giving the power to himself.
Inventory: At this point, Istvan has only his robe to his name...
Personality: Istvan tends to be very formal, and quiet. He isn't
naturally argumentative, but he isn't exactly the type to keep quiet for
the benefit of others if he feels something needs to be said. He
doesn't usually lie, primarily because he doesn't really see the point.
He is very confident, however, and his beliefs are not easily shaken.
On the other hand, he is very humble in regard to his place in the
universe.
Quote: I am only a vessel, waiting to be filled with divinity.
History: Istvan was both serious and solitary as a child. He was
not unpopular, just generally disinterested in what was going on around
him. He felt that there must be something more to life than what was
offered at first glance. In his youth, he experimented with various
outlets including art, sport and academic, but nothing seemed to
complete him. Under the guidance of his family, he sought answers in
religion. After several experiences with some of the more mainstream
religions of his homeland, he was approached by the Order of Null.
Their philosophy intrigued him, because he wanted to believe that there
was a cause for the empty feeling he lived with.
He left home in order to join them, although his parents encouraged him
not to, as they saw the Order's teachings to be somewhat heretical to
what they believed. For his part, Istvan took very well to their
teachings, and the masters felt that his own connection to the void was
very close, and therefore his capability for holding divinity was very
great. He continued to stay with them, strengthening his body and
broadening his mind, until one day, during the standard course of his
daily meditations with the other disciples, he felt a more authentic
connection to true nothingness that he had thought possible, and his
world changed....
Plot: That...is a secret!
(Sorry, too much Slayers)
-Heather(soooo many different characters o_O)
NuRPG Character Approver
--
Well I lived with a child of snow
when I was a soldier,
and I fought every man for her
until the nights grew colder.
She used to wear her hair like you
except when she was sleeping,
and then she'd weave it on a loom
of smoke and gold and breathing.
-Leonard Cohen, "Winter Lady"
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