Kadarshi al Mahir
Sept 10, 2018 18:15:14 GMT -5
Post by Kadarshi al Mahir on Sept 10, 2018 18:15:14 GMT -5
.The Facade
Character Name: Kadarshi al Mahir
Name Meaning: Powerful of Skill
Age: 38
Date of Birth: May 5, 2971
Race: Man
Residence: Harad
Profession: General and Lesser warlord
Appearance: Stand at 6’6, Kadarshi’s height comes from the ancient black numenorean mixed in his bloodline. His hair is nearly waist length, dark chocolate hair, nearing black but not quite. He sports well groomed facial hair that is kept neatly trimmed for tidiness and hygiene. Kadar does not like food crumbs in his facial hair. Kadar’s skin is a deep golden tan bordering on light dusk brown. Maderia citrine colored eyes, with a frame that is well toned from the life of a warrior. On the left side of his body from the top of his shoulder and part of his chest, snaking down his arm to his wrist and alongside his ribs, all the way to his hip bone is brightly colored pigments that have been tapped into his skin in a swirling designs and various scale patterns. The markings of ink, signify the deeds he has completed in warfare. Only the strongest of warriors from his tribe survive the harsh desert climate and warfare to reach the age Kadar has reached.
Personality:Kadarshi is a puzzle in every sense of the word. For every cruelty, he is kind. He kind when things do not truly matter and ruthless when they do. He listens to those around him and knows when to ignore those that would give advice. Kadar is generous but he silently keeps a tally, nothing comes for free. He is loyal to Maalik but behind his eyes is the mind of a warlord that knows nothing stays the same, everything changes and that Maalik will not always be the Lion sitting on the throne. Kadarshi accepts what he can not change while silently working to changes that which is unacceptable. He walks in a world of grey, neither fully in shadow nor in light. He knows that Nothing is true; everything is permitted.
Parents: Zarathusht(Father) and Kejal( Mother, father’s 4th wife)
Sibling(s): Too many to name
Spouse: Sana Asad, daughter of Chief Maalik Asad (19)(wife)
Samirah (slave girl and concubine)
Children:
History:
The lesser son of a warlord with a pack of older brothers. Kadarshi was the favorite child of his mother for his quiet temperament. He often was able to be overlooked by his father that was fond of beating the boys when he had taken to drinking. Even if his mother had tried to spare him from his father, Kadarshi had to prove his worth to the world with having a passel of brothers. From a young age he was learned how to fight, by the age of thirteen he was a man in his father’s eyes. He had earned the first swirl of ink on his skin when he participated in a raid and killed the son of a rival warlord. Over the course of the next twenty years. Kadarshi would prove himself in battle, time and time again. Each time a piece of ink added alongside the current pigments that were etched into his body. From time to time, being in the sun and exposure to it would cause the pigments to dull and Kadarshi would have the bright colorful artwork of his skin retouched.
Kadar was sixteen when he met Maalik Asad, just a few years older than he. Kadar could tell Maalik was as hungry for power as he was. He served as a soldier of Maalik’s as a friend. Eventually becoming trusted enough to handle person business for Maalik. At the age of twenty five, he was sent to retrieve a young girl from her family for Maalik. Her name was Amira. She was to become a concubine in Maalik’s haram. To Kadar, she would become friend. He has gifted her the name Ya Amar (My moon), an endearment that was given in reassurance on the night she became a woman.
Kadashi cemented his loyalty to Maalik in court the day he killed two, toddler children of one of Maalik's enemies before the eyes of their parents. The warrior did not flinch as he took their lives. He merely glanced to his left and told someone to dispose of the bodies. From this act, in the way of warlords, for rewarding their noble heros. Light eyed Samirah, stolen from Gondor was given as concubine to fill a place in his bed. And then shortly after her nineteenth birthday, Maalik decided to gift his only named daughter that was old enough to bed to the warrior. But Samirah nor Sana have known no pleasure in their captivity for the soft face of Amira is his bride. Kept ever silent at a distance...devotion and service to her given as he mightt.
Character Name: Kadarshi al Mahir
Name Meaning: Powerful of Skill
Age: 38
Date of Birth: May 5, 2971
Race: Man
Residence: Harad
Profession: General and Lesser warlord
Appearance: Stand at 6’6, Kadarshi’s height comes from the ancient black numenorean mixed in his bloodline. His hair is nearly waist length, dark chocolate hair, nearing black but not quite. He sports well groomed facial hair that is kept neatly trimmed for tidiness and hygiene. Kadar does not like food crumbs in his facial hair. Kadar’s skin is a deep golden tan bordering on light dusk brown. Maderia citrine colored eyes, with a frame that is well toned from the life of a warrior. On the left side of his body from the top of his shoulder and part of his chest, snaking down his arm to his wrist and alongside his ribs, all the way to his hip bone is brightly colored pigments that have been tapped into his skin in a swirling designs and various scale patterns. The markings of ink, signify the deeds he has completed in warfare. Only the strongest of warriors from his tribe survive the harsh desert climate and warfare to reach the age Kadar has reached.
Personality:Kadarshi is a puzzle in every sense of the word. For every cruelty, he is kind. He kind when things do not truly matter and ruthless when they do. He listens to those around him and knows when to ignore those that would give advice. Kadar is generous but he silently keeps a tally, nothing comes for free. He is loyal to Maalik but behind his eyes is the mind of a warlord that knows nothing stays the same, everything changes and that Maalik will not always be the Lion sitting on the throne. Kadarshi accepts what he can not change while silently working to changes that which is unacceptable. He walks in a world of grey, neither fully in shadow nor in light. He knows that Nothing is true; everything is permitted.
.The Blood.
Parents: Zarathusht(Father) and Kejal( Mother, father’s 4th wife)
Sibling(s): Too many to name
Spouse: Sana Asad, daughter of Chief Maalik Asad (19)(wife)
Samirah (slave girl and concubine)
Children:
History:
The lesser son of a warlord with a pack of older brothers. Kadarshi was the favorite child of his mother for his quiet temperament. He often was able to be overlooked by his father that was fond of beating the boys when he had taken to drinking. Even if his mother had tried to spare him from his father, Kadarshi had to prove his worth to the world with having a passel of brothers. From a young age he was learned how to fight, by the age of thirteen he was a man in his father’s eyes. He had earned the first swirl of ink on his skin when he participated in a raid and killed the son of a rival warlord. Over the course of the next twenty years. Kadarshi would prove himself in battle, time and time again. Each time a piece of ink added alongside the current pigments that were etched into his body. From time to time, being in the sun and exposure to it would cause the pigments to dull and Kadarshi would have the bright colorful artwork of his skin retouched.
Kadar was sixteen when he met Maalik Asad, just a few years older than he. Kadar could tell Maalik was as hungry for power as he was. He served as a soldier of Maalik’s as a friend. Eventually becoming trusted enough to handle person business for Maalik. At the age of twenty five, he was sent to retrieve a young girl from her family for Maalik. Her name was Amira. She was to become a concubine in Maalik’s haram. To Kadar, she would become friend. He has gifted her the name Ya Amar (My moon), an endearment that was given in reassurance on the night she became a woman.
Kadashi cemented his loyalty to Maalik in court the day he killed two, toddler children of one of Maalik's enemies before the eyes of their parents. The warrior did not flinch as he took their lives. He merely glanced to his left and told someone to dispose of the bodies. From this act, in the way of warlords, for rewarding their noble heros. Light eyed Samirah, stolen from Gondor was given as concubine to fill a place in his bed. And then shortly after her nineteenth birthday, Maalik decided to gift his only named daughter that was old enough to bed to the warrior. But Samirah nor Sana have known no pleasure in their captivity for the soft face of Amira is his bride. Kept ever silent at a distance...devotion and service to her given as he mightt.
