Character Information

Name
Brynjarr Mollandir

Gender
Male

Age
34

Rank
Retired Seeker

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Physical 5'4, 134;
Constitution muscular, sturdy
Poise uncomfortable, indomitable
Aesthetics dark hair, facial scruff, dark eyes, pronounced limp left leg (moreso when tired)
Standard Attire black leather/chainmail jerkin, black tunic over top; occ. silver cloak with sun emblem over left breast,
Battle Attire steel plate armor, gilded with sun on chest piece
Formal Attire trimmed, presentable, black doublet and pants

Mollandir is a short and stout, well-built man with intensity to spare. He is attractive, though he doesn't seem aware of it; his dark hair curls as it reaches his broad shoulders, framing his broody face in a dark and sensual shroud and hiding his deep, tired eyes. He is naturally darker skinned than those in the castle, and fairly unblemished in the way of scars – in fact, the only consequential scar is hidden beneath clothing. His hands are rough and callused from years spent travelling and using the sword, and their wear and tear are echoed in his dark eyes.

He is scruffy and otherwise unkempt, only cleaning up when he has to. He favors dark colored tunics, leathers, and breeches, although he does have a sliver cloak with the emblazoned sun upon it left over from his days as a Seeker; on occasion, depending on where his charge needs to go, he will don simple chainlink armor. As he is retired, he seldom wears his true armor, which is now used for more ceremonial purposes than anything, instead wearing a thick, black doublet and matching leggings.

Personality

Intimate Tired, jaded, closet romantic
Acquaintance brusque, stoic
Professional brusque
Unknown brusque
Dreams, Goals serve the Order, protect the girl
Likes, Loves the idea of romance, singing
Dislikes, Hates Safyria
Fears, Phobias failure
Unique Qualifier refuses to acknowledge his given name and will only respond to his surname, Mollandir

Mollandir is perhaps the most log of a personality within the Varald. From strangers to his most closest friends, of which he can count on a single digit, the only word to describe him would be "brusque," although there are those who would go so far as to call him insensitive and cruel, but he is neither of those. He just is, and has been so for nearly all his life (there are none left who remember him as anything other than Mollandir, as he has long since shed his given name).

He takes everything seriously, finding humor in almost nothing. He just is...grumpy. Or brusque, to be polite.

He is very reserved, sharing very little about his life to anyone brave enough to ask. He has very few likes, only dislikes, that he has cared to share to his sole friend, as he finds hobbies tedious and demeaning to his status – he is there to protect and serve, not enjoy himself. In fact, it was only out of pure desperation that he shared his deepest, most hidden traits, as the child's incessant probing was far more dreadful than anything he had to have endure.

Fortunately for him, the image of the Stoic Seeker sneaking off and reading about love and romance is far too preposterous to be taken seriously, and the fact that he can sing has gotten him out of a few pinches when the Order wasn't quite so popular.

History

Timeline

1967 - born
1972 - taken by order; 5
1976 - begins seeker training; 9
1983 - completed training, actively begins seeking, given Emriael; 16
1989 - discovers and takes Mhairyn Dirson; 22
1997 - wounded in skirmish with bandits; 30
1998 - trusted steed Emriael passes, given Safyria from distant relative; 31
1999 - retires from actively seeking due to damaged left leg; 32
1999 - employed by Mallach Dirson to watch over Mhairyn Dirson; 32

Born in Brittenhollow and raised by an elderly couple on the outskirts of the village, Brynjarr Mollandir, like most, lost his parents in the war that plagued the land: his father from fighting and his mother from heartbreak. He has few memories of his life with his grandparents, as he was found to have the Gift at a young age and taken to the Order within Vertholt. He was one of two to survive the journey from Brittenhollow to the capital, the other being the Seeker who found and later trained him. Within the Order, it was discovered his talents lie primarily within combat, and several sects fought over how to hone his skills.

The Seekers won out, due to their failing numbers in the time of the war, and Mollandir began the agonizing task of learning both blade and sense, becoming one of several who would eventually shift the Grey to its former glory. He excelled at both tasks presented to him, and was promoted, early, to fullfledged Seeking at the the start of his manhood.

Several years passed, and more than once he found himself praying in thanks for his combat training; many times it had saved his life, and those he was tasked with guiding back to the Order. He received several commendations, and at one point, King Ulric, a pious man, praised him personally. It was then he found the king's niece, a girl of four or five years, and daughter to the now-commander of the Imperial forces. Something tied him to the girl, a sort of connection that mirrored the relationship that he had with the Seeker who became his mentor, and he remained informed of her progress throughout her training.

Several more years had passed, and in an unfortunate situation involving an uprising of bandits taking advantage of the end of the war, Mollandir sustained a grievous injury. He had protected his charge, a young boy, but at the cost of a wound that almost lost him his leg. He recovered without the use of magic, and now walks with a limp, though he tries his best to hide it. After two years, he felt unable to fulfill his duties as a Seeker any longer and retired from active duty, resigning himself to become a mentor within the Order's walls and a life devoid of meaning.

Mallach Dirson approached him shortly after, offering him employment that would change his life: the man's daughter, the little girl he had taken almost ten years ago to the day, was almost ready to begin service as a priestess, and her worrisome father wanted her protected. Mollandir accepted, and began the arduous task of keeping an eye on the girl; while he had been kept aware of her progress throughout her years as as a student, this offered him a more direct hand in her development. The girl proved to be a far easier task than that of taming of his new mare, Safyria.

Inventory

400 Gold
24 RP
Satchel [contains: matches, bandages, herbs, healing salves]
Matches [1 pack, 10 uses left]
Herb Bag
Healing Salves [2 pots, 4 uses left total]
Bandages [1 roll]

Abilities

Seeker iii
Weapon Knowledge
Ambidexterity
Ability ii

Stat Tiers

Speed - Normal
Power - Adept
Stamina - Practiced
Strength - Practiced

Skill Tiers

Footwork - Practiced
Control - Adept
Weapon - Normal
Unarmed - Practiced

Faction Skill
Seeker - Seekers are a special group of Gifted that are trained in the arts of Seeking and Protection; it is their duty to traverse the King's Empire to find, protect, and deliver young Gifted to the Order of the Sun. [3/4]

Free Skill
Mask of Nobility - Nothing seems to outwardly rattle Brynjarr, which is seen as both a curse and a blessing; no matter how emotionally stimulated he may be, his face remains remarkably...grumpy.

Personal Ability

Mollandir's abilities lie in a redirection of polarity, and are designed to help aide him in combat and movement:
polarity – i//combat

i – affects only metals in contact with his weapon, acts as an enhancement to force applied by the Seeker through his weapon, able to jar wielding arms;;
ii – stronger affect on metals in contact with weapon, range improved to eye-contact with a metal item within the reach of his armspan (roughly 5.5 feet); able to 'shove back' and upset stances (slightly) of seasoned warriors;;
iii – affecting all materials contacting blade, excluding those made of eiphyre; visual range of contact improved by a factor of 3 (16.5 feet) ; able to send unsuspecting combatants back several paces;; ***LOCKED***
iv – affecting all materials within 50 feet excluding eiphyre, affects eiphyre only if it connects with his blade;; ***LOCKED***

polarity – ii//movement

i – affects small metals within the 5.5-foot diameter from his position; requires eye-contact and hand motions to move them;;
ii – affects non-metals within the 5.5-foot diameter from his position; requires eye-contact and hand motions; ***LOCKED***
iii – passive – increases weight and distances objects are able to travel, as well as decreasing the amount of concentration required ***LOCKED***

polarity – iii//improved combat training

i – passive – improves offensive capabilities in weapon-movement, strength (blade appears to be lighter, move faster, and hit harder);; ***LOCKED***
ii – passive – improves defensive capabilities, reducing knockdown, dissipates oncoming force;; ***LOCKED***

polarity iv//self

i – at great cost, improves all abilities for duration of 3 posts, but is then rendered unconscious until revival thread occurs;; ***LOCKED***

Weapon

Name: Halfhand

Appearance: A bastard sword, named such due to its rather unique construction. It has the length of the longsword, but the weight and handling of the short sword, allowing for a strong and fast blade. The hilt has an extension as well, allowing Mollandir the option of having the use of both his hands, should the need arise. Like everything else the Seeker wears, the blade and scabbard are wrapped in black leather, while the simple ornamentations are polished silver.

blade: 46 inches, tip to top of guard;
hilt: 9 inches, pommel to top of guard

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Mount

Name: Safyria (Suh-feer-EE-uh)

Appearance: A smallish, refined mare, Safyria stands just over 14.2 hands at the withers. Her lean frame carries just under 900 pounds of muscle under her pale, silvery-white coat, giving her the illusion of cloud brought to earth; her hooves are a nice, pale pink, gently caressed by the soft, fine white feathers of her fetlocks, which are but extensions of her flowing, white mane and tail. When she moves, she floats, the pinnacle of equine perfection, and even the most horseblind of all can tell that she is still a youngling at four years of age.

Safyria's tack is dull in comparison to her elegant beauty -- she is commonly adorned in the black livery of the Mollandir family, as she is too young and too small to be of use to the Order.

Temperament: Safyria is flighty, needing no reason at all to race away from any perceived danger -- especially where there is none. When challenged by an imagined challenger, she will arch her delicate neck and snort gracefully, and were it not for the firm hand of Mollandir, she would not dare to stand her ground; her true calling is to race the wind, not to be subjected to the whims of men and confined in a stall, even one so large and spacious as to accommodate her opulent ways.

History: Born from a small herd of light quick, horses at the foot of the Kattspine Mountain and gifted to Mollandir by a distant relative upon the death of Emriael, the Seeker's beloved charger. After much reluctance on his part, Mollandir obliged the relative and took the flighty filly, who was everything Emriael was not.

Once the mare was old enough, and his leg healed to the best of its abilities, Mollandir began the training process; eventually, the mare calmed enough to allow him gentle command, and eventually the two came to a tenuous agreement - the saddle goes here, Mollandir goes in the saddle, and Safyria listens; afterwards, Safyria can run all she wants, but only if Mollandir stays in the saddle.