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Kaladin Tyvalak, Scarred Bastard
« on: September 21, 2017, 10:03:36 am »
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Theme Song: "I'm Still Here" from Treasure Planet

Name: Kaladin Tyvalak

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Species: Human

Height: 6'7"

Ethnicity: Libran

Occupation: Ex-soldier, cowboy bastard

Residence: Edanith frontier

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Physical Description
Kaladin was once very handsome, but you probably couldn't tell when looking at the years of pain and hardship he wears proudly. He stands well over six feet tall, though his long, dusty-brown coat makes him seem a bit shorter. He has a strong jaw with what seems like a permanent frown on thin, slightly misshapen lips. His eyes are a deep, oaky brown, and the lines beneath reveal the torturous life he's led. He has dark, brown hair that hangs shaggily beneath a wide-brimmed, faded brown hat. He wears brown breeches with an amount of patchwork so extreme that it's shocking they haven't disintegrated. Kaladin carries three guns on him, never less, and nine knives around his body.

Scars cover the man's body from head to toe, remnants of some good times in his life. Kaladin sometimes sports a dark beard, mostly to cover up as much of the horrible scar on the right half of his face as he can.


Face Claim: Jay Ryan

Personality
"Never presume I will not act on my worst instincts."

If you want a description of Kaladin, look no further than that quote. He's had enough in his past to make a lesser man crumble. Making friends and connections is a distant second to Kaladin, his primary focus on survival, physical and mental. What few people he does keep in contact with could be described as like-minded and not exactly friendly. As far as this boy can see, he born into a damned situation and a game he never asked to play. If someone were to call him out on it, all they would get in response is a sociopathic laugh. Ever since his partner died, it's been him against every gangster, bandit, brute, and slaver. How would you have ended up, he might ask.

There's a softer side to Kaladin, though very few have seen it. Honor and loyalty, once the way he lived his life, are dirty words to him. He now sees them as nothing but weakness in that dog-eat-dog world. It may be possible to earn the man's respect, maybe even affection. But a better way to understanding Kaladin...?

Observation. From a distance.

Magic/Abilities
Though Kaladin rarely uses it, he was trained to use a special magic, for which the simple term is "black orb." It's a unique type of fire magic, where a black orb of glassy smoke forms between his hands with a small flame inside inside of it. When cast at something or someone, the blast has the power to level a small town.

He is much more familiar and comfortable with manmade weapons. Kaladin always carries his:
Orb Shooter - handgun capable of holding eight rounds, used for duels and non-lethal combat - stays in left belt holster
Tagger - similar to a dart gun, bullets instantly splinter upon impact and send a tracking signal - stays in right thigh holster
Cracker - similar in appearance to an old west revolver, holds twelve rounds, if the bullet don't kill ya, the poison sure gonna - stays in right belt holster
Six Throwing Knives - as sharp as his tongue, perfect aerodynamics - keeps three on either side of his belt
Dagger - used only in extreme circumstances - kept in his boot sheath
Boot Knives - used only in extreme circumstances, deadly and unexpected - built into the sole of his boot and activated to shoot expose at the toe by kicking heels together

He is also extremely skilled at piloting space ships, though that life is not one he cares for anymore.

Relationships
Yeah, right!
Horse: Spade - black horse 18hh (about six feet at the withers) with four white socks and a roughly spade shaped spot on his forehead

History
Born to a couple of drunks, Kaladin knew love from only the Libran knights. As a child, the boy desperately tried to win the love and affection of his booze-loving parents. Didn't last long. He was barely eight years old when his parents got into a fight. His mother pushed his father too far, and young Kaladin got in the middle of the mess. The old man took Kaladin's mother down, then opened the child's face with a dull blade, punishment for the boy's love.

So, he moved on. There's no other way to put it. Alone and confused and trying to be accepted, he found his way to the Libran military, specifically the space fleet. He trained hard and made his way up to the rank of Knight, the highest in the fleet. Then, one day, there was a malfunction with his ship's weapon system. He accidentally shot down his partner's (and lover's) vessel, then crashed his own, hoping for his own death. Unfortunately, he failed. Kaladin emerged with scars covering his body. He could've called for help, but he didn't want it.

To this day, he won't speak of how he survived or even got to Edanith. Instead, he headed out to the frontier, wanting to earn his own way in solitude and doing small tasks. Over time, his concept of honor and loyalty and duty just became corrupted and pointless. Against his own will, he gained a reputation around the place as a scarred man with a scarred soul, someone who couldn't afford to give a shit. If he did, he might actually start to care.

He had nothing...no friends, no family, no hope...nothing that could be taken from him, except his life. And the rate at which he wasted any pay on alcohol told just how much he really cared for what was left of it. His skills can now be borrowed or hired, but he'll never truly be bought. The man knows his time is limited, so Kaladin does what he does to simply stay alive.

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