Post by Nayeli on Jun 16, 2011 3:16:57 GMT -5
I was given the nameSullivan Grayson
Born on a warm spring morningForty Eight Years Ago
To the Broddring Captial as aHuman Male
Trained to be aHunter, Scout, Follower of Nyx
Allied with the mightyNyx
Women once chased me around Kuasta…And honestly, that did annoy me slightly, since I did not ever understand why. I was a normal boy and still consider myself as such a thing. I have two eyes, two ears, a nose, mouth, and skin… So what makes me so interesting in a woman’s eyes? I don’t consider myself good looking, but then again, I am humble as such, and I do no try to get attention, but maybe the lack of wanting it is something that they find fascinating about me. I wear normal clothes and I do not walk around shirtless like some men do, so what makes me special that I am chased or followed for hours? I don’t get it, but then again, I don’t understand girls either. But, I guess I should tell you what I look like and you can make that choice on your own… It still confuses me though…
Anyway, I have short gray hair, with a bit of dark hair, mostly dark brown on the top of my head. I keep it cut short, since I do not want to fool with long hair like many men I see. I normally keep the top of my head a bit longer then the sides and the sides are short and trimmed neatly. My eyes are a brown color, not too dark and not to light, but in my opinion just right. They do not seem to dark holes of nothing and do not seem to be staring into the very soul of a person, which kind of makes me cringe honestly. I have a average size nose, it is straight, a bit rounded at the tip, not too big and not to small… I do have some wrinkles on my face, mostly around my lips some, not much. I guess you can say I have small lips, or maybe average, I don’t know. I heard women talking about the size of peoples lips, but I don’t know. I don’t care to wear make up in them or anything. I guess I have a slight tan on my body, maybe a little on my face, since I do kind of go outside some, but I don’t know how much tan I have, I just know I have some of it. Again, I am no woman who flaunts everything.
I guess you can say I have a muscles figure, I do like to keep in shape and healthy. I have a muscles neck, not like scary muscles, but they are their. I have good muscles in my shoulders, back and arms, but I do not have a rock hard chest and stomach, I am not a body builder, I just keep in shape. I do not have any tattoos or stuff on my upper body and I do not try to flaunt anything. I do have some scars on the right part of my back and right shoulder, but nothing to think it still hurts me today, I will explain some that this later on when I speak about my early history. I am not scared to say I have strong muscles, but unlike ladies who enjoy flaunting their bodies for attention, I would rather cover my body and continue on my way. I normally wear a long sleeve tunic with maybe a leather vest over that, or a short sleeve tunic, both with are probably brown or black. I normally do not wear it skin tight, they are loose fitting and comfortable.
I guess my legs could also be considered muscles, but I don’t know, they are just worked out from walking everyday, all day and from my staying in shape. They are strong and pretty much normal, except for some scars like the ones on my back and shoulder. They are about the same looking, but again, I will get to that later on in my history. I guess there is not much about my lower body I can tell you, I’m a normal guy… I normally wear black or brown trousers, with a belt around my waist which also holds my sword and a dagger. I also have a pouch which cares the little to no money I have on me most the time. On my feet I normally wear a pair of good boots that are comfortable but you can tell they are not something I care to take care of.
If you are wondering, I do dress up sometimes, but only when I am told it is required. When I do dress up, I wear my best black shirt and pants and I make my hair look a little nicer. I wash up really good and make sure I look nice and if I am required to bring someone, I atleast try and find one of my lady friends around the city. I try and polish my weapons some, make them look good and also try and make my horse look good as well, which is easier compared to my getting ready. I hate trying to look nice, mostly because it feels like I am stepping into a different body and I don’t feel at peace with it. So, now that you know about me, can I please just be left alone to study in peace and try and become… Well… Spiritually gathered.
I use to be very outspoken and stubborn…But times have changed me to be a bit quieter and not so stubborn. As a young child, I always wanted peace, but at the same time, I wanted my way at all times, my mother was always punishing me for my rudeness and my father was also forcing me to go hunting in order to learn patients. For years, I was forced to learn this and forced to calm down, which became something that I cherished about myself. As a man, I began to listen more, watch things and was constantly trying to make the right choice and I never wanted to get someone else in trouble. It was around this time on enlightenment I heard of the followings of Nyx. I wanted nothing more then to become a better person, to have understanding of myself and others. So, I grew older and started working towards that in my own town.
I had already learn patients and my listening was getting better, but even I was starting to get annoyed. Most of my annoyance came from the young boy in the town and the young lady, all which were my age. My mother was constantly telling me that I needed to start thinking about settling down with a girl, to get a family started before I was forced into the war and died. I despised the idea of war and I was yet ready to settle down. The girls in my home wanted to follow me, which many did and a few went to the point of following me while I was hunting, which ended in me going crazy and nearly cursing them all out, but luckily I was able to hold my tongue. I try not to get angry, but even I have my breaking points, which during my youthful years showed quickly around woman, along with my older years now. I knew I had to be able to tolerate people, if I was to do this Voyage and complete this journey.
As I grew older, my annoyance for woman had actually grown stronger, as their flaunting only irritates me and makes me want to slap them. Which is why I have not grown closer in my Journey, because my tolerance around women is not getting better. Some men have the same effect on me as well, the way the parade around acting all big and bad, the thought becomes more and more annoying and I just want to kill some of them for it. I don’t believe it is needed to parade around like that in order to get attention. I also have some cold emotions towards those who are said to work on Nyx, even though the people of the Kingdom worship her, she wants nothing of the sort, this much I will explain later in my history, so please, do not go crazy as to why I know these things. Those who are high and act like they are gods themselves make my skin crawl and my blood boil, such beings should be tossed to the Monsters of the seas and stay alive during the pain and agony of their death.
As you can see, I have not reached my full understanding of Nyx… Sure, my body is in good condition, I take good care of it and it is healthy, but my Emotions, Mind, And Spirit are still muddled all together. Soon I hope to be able to control my emotions so I can get closer to my goal of Understanding and betterment of myself. However, I am far from reaching my goal, which always troubles me. I try to keep worry away as well, but it seemed to show up when I do not want it or needed it. I work hard to better myself, to focus on what is important and what is needless, such as worry, but the worry always seems to cut through. I try and have a good sense of humor, but it never really comes off as how I want it to and I end up making a fool of myself, so I normally just keep my mouth shut.
I always try and stay determined and loyal to my mission and those I consider my friends. My family, though they are mostly gone besides my brothers who are serving in the Kingdom’s army, they did not support my want to become a better man and travel to The Tears of Leona, they mostly turned their back on me, but they did not understand why I wanted to be the way I am. I tried hard to help them understand, but I finally gave up and wished them a happy life. I missed them terrible, but I am at peace with them and I am still loyal to them and I still love them, which has helped me move on in my journey, even if it has been slow. I am not, however, blinded by those who I trust and those I care about, I know that everyone has evil within’ there hearts, or they are not perfect. I know I am not perfect and though I am loyal to them, I am not scared to point out their flaws, such as a few people who are part of the Hand.
Well, I think you know enough about my heart and soul, so I guess I should move on to tell you about my history… If you would like to see what made me the man I am today.
Born to a man and woman in Kuasta…I guess I grew up in a rather good home and a simple life style. I was the second child in a family of three brothers. My mother was constantly in the house our around the small garden where she grew herbs and food. She was the town healer, she knew how to help everyone and make sure they were taken care of. My father, he was a good hunter and he normally took hunting parties out into the lower areas of the spine to hunt large game so that the whole town could eat well. I was a trouble maker back in my younger years, always wanting attention and always causing someone a headache. My mother constantly scolded me for being the way I was and my father soon took me hunting with him to teach me patients and tolerance, which paid off in the end. I started to mature as a young boy, even if I still wanted to have fun, I did not cause trouble as much as I once had. My older brother was five years older then me and he was constantly wanting attention from the girls in our town, which I found weird at both a young and older age. My younger brother of two years, thought it was weird also, until he grew to be a bit older and then both my siblings were trying to get attention, but for some strange reason, my want to be away from the woman drove them to want to follow me.
In my young teenage years I started hunting on my own some, I wanted to be able to show my parents I was ready to move out, that was held the maturity I needed to move out. It was during my first hunt that I met someone that I would never forget… Broddering was in a war with the elves and lucky for my family, we were far enough away to not be bothered to much by it. My brothers wanted to fight, but I wanted to find peace, I wanted to find understanding and I needed tolerances and patience. As I started tracking a large deer up the Spine, I saw someone stumbling through the woods of the Spine. I was slightly bewildered, but since I knew my pray was probably gone, I went to help the being, as I did, I saw it was a old elf. I was shocked, but I could not allow someone to just be left here, so I set up camp and made sure the old elf ate something. It was during that evening that he spoke to me of Nyx. He told me of the history, of the Voyage to become Better and have understanding… I began to listened intently. He said that the humans had messed so much up, that there was no point in him trying to help do anything… He was near the point of death. He looked at me, pointed his finger at me… ”You are strong… You hold many things that Nyx wants you to reveal.”
At first, I did not understand, but I slept on it that night, only to wake and find that the elf had died during the night. I covered him with anything I could find to hide his body from the others and went back to hunting, still thinking about all he said. I knew of Nyx a little, that many in the Kingdom went to the Tears of Leona if they wanted to be spiritual.
After this encounter, I wanted more, but it never happened, so my hunting and scouting skill became better, along with trying to better myself in tolerance and other things. It was during my seventeenth year that I found how dangerous things could be and how lucky I was during the time. My two brothers and I had been hunting on one of our many hunts together and did not know that we stumbled on a Wolf Den, out footsteps drawing closer to pups and also, a mother. I was closest, keeping my eye out for danger, but not thinking when I stepped right in front of the den and felt something grabbing my body. I yelled and fought my way and my brothers ran to my aid, only to find me bleeding and a dead mother wolf. I saw the two pups that were in there and had my brothers take them before they took my to the village. I had lost major amounts of blood and ended up waking a few days later in my small room. I was happy I was alive and lucky...
I thought it over during the next few years of my life and as my brothers started getting ready to go to war, I told my family I was not… I told them I did not want war, I wanted peace, understanding, betterment for the world. My father was disgraced by me, so I left during the night and ventured East towards the city. Upon arriving, I knew I needed a job, so I started working. I found out quickly that women here were just like those of Kuasta, flaunting their bodies to gain attention, such as one lady in particular that I saw during my first couple of months in Tears… Malandra Ramakrishna… I did not like the way she flaunted her body, saw her as a slight disgrace to the human world… I soon realized something was up about her, but I was not sure what it was.
I tried to ignore my dislike of her and many others in the city and soon started to work in the Cathedral. I was very understanding and listened to everything when people came before me. I tolerated as much as I could before I turned from someone, mostly giving a excuse that I was needed somewhere else. I mostly did that to self centered boys and girls of the city who came to me for guidance but still did not want to change their ways. As I got older and my hair grayed, my tolerance for them became better, but I am still slightly worried that it is not enough. The war ended and things seemed to quiet down some in the Kingdom, however, I knew things were just getting started. I felt something was wrong about those who were higher then I was, I felt that there were secrets and I wanted to know about them. I went to records, trying to find anything about the way Nyx was suppose to be, but I never found it, as if the elf’s words from my past were something that the humans did not want to show. I had to figure it out and I had to get closer in order to make sure I learned everything about anything.
After the cathedral was shut down by the Queen, I journeyed to Caravala to live a new life.
TO BE COMPLETED 
