A quick Journal scribble
I found some odd scrolls in the Abyss today. I managed to comprehend that these are named, Scrolls of Mnemsomething. I have no idea what language it is written in, nor will I attempt anything with them untill I have learned more...
Kelth McEwan
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*Mausman
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After quite some time of abscence, rumor has it the Warrior Poet has been spotted again. Wether or not he still wanders life as a married man...or still is the person he used to be, one can not say for certain. One can assume however, a mighty presence of old has returned...
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*Mausman
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// I hereby open this bio for other players who interact with Kelth towrite developments here. I love RP and the "welcome" I had today motivated me :) feel free to add and even post RP posts if you like! In the end, it's interaction with eachother that makes the best stories :)
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*MirielKanan
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Once Eve has the chance she finds Kelth and gives him a hug welcoming him back. She obviously harbors no ill feelings on how things ended between them and still considers him one of her oldest friends.
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Updated Bio time!
Basic Information
Name: Kelth McEwan
Aliases: "Lion" - "Big Guy"
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 32
Profession: Weaponsmith, Arms merchant, Armor merchant, Enchanter, Performer (Musician)
Languages: Common, Sylvan, Draconic and basic Celestial
Accent: Kelth has a thick accent going, most likely his trademark as well.
Physical Information
Height: 2,12m
Weight: 100 Kilograms
Body build: Rather muscular, tall
Skin type: Rough
Hair style: Long, black manes, tiny bells being knotted into them.
Eyes: His visible eye is hazel coloured and Feline in appearance, cat like Iris.
Skin: Normal skin tone for a human.
Features: Kelth wears an eyepatch, covering his right eye. On the borders top right of the patch and bottom left, one can clearly see endings of a thick scar. Another huge scar which had to be a gash once, runs over his sternum.
He is always bare-chested, wearing a kilt-like battle attire. Around his torso, diagonally, runs a black, leather strap, that holds the dull looking, black-leathered sheathe of the Claymore on his back. Underneath the sheathe, hangs a bag that holds his Bouzouki (Irish like lute)
When he smiles, four razor sharp fangs are bared.
Other than that, Kelth is a tall, rugged, handsome man whom, once people are used to him, is a rather warm presence to those he find worthy.
Kelth is known to have a poor sense of direction, relying on his keen hearing to get his bearings.
Mental Information
Alignment: Chaotic-?
Philosophy: The 18 wisdoms about life his father once taught him, as mentioned against a student of his while training.
1. "Do wha' ye will, ye knoow wha' ye should an' if a thing is worth doin', t'is worth doin' good."
2. "Take wha' ye will, but, nae more than ye need, fer tha balance o' life is d'srupted by greed."
3. "Give some tae tha Gods o' all tha' ye 'ave, fer they kin give ye their blessin's.. or they kin cut ye in 'alf."
4. "Care fer nature aroound ye, all tha trees an' green things, fer we're in life t'gether.We shoould all do oour thing."
5. "True friendship, strong as iron, will ne'er turn tae rust.An e'erlasting curse r'wards betrayal o' tha' trust."
6. "Tae yer Clan an' tae common folk be respectful an' mild, an' tae all o' yer enemies be nasty an' wild!”
7. "Choose yer friends wisely, all tha' glitters is nae gold.A promise made must be fulfilled, as Fire burns an' Ice is cold".
8. "Feed yer guests, shoould ye 'ave 'em.Share yer mead an' your bread. Nae drink tae much o' tha ale-horn, nae be ferst in yer bed."
9. "Nae boast aboout poowers ye do nae p'sess. Fer tha True deed, makes tha false speech completely worthless..."
10. "When bad times are 'pon ye, ne'er ferget they won't last. Wiv a light 'eart an' courage, they will soon be tha past."
11. "Laugh each day, 'cause it feels good an' make love, nae make strife. Wiv 'noough sex an' laughter ye will live a full life".
12. "Nae be frightened tae love, Ne'er be tae tough ta cry. Give yer feelin's expression an' yer spirit will fly."
13. "If rules are wise respect them, if they are foolish, then don't. If yer work 'as purpose, do it! If t'is pointless, then don't!”
14. "Don't think ye can do nae a thing, when ye see all is wrong. Fer if yer true tae yerself, yer one o' tha strong!"
15. "In a 'eart filled wiv honour thar be nae room fer fear. Trust in yerself an' NAE FOKKIN' PANIC! an' yer 'ead will stay clear."
16. "Keep yer sword an' spear sharpened, when a conflict ye feel. So if 'arsh words nae solve it, you kin trust in cold steel!”
17. "Take good care o' yer body; take good care o' yer sooul. Fer ye need BOTH in this life tae take ye tae yer goal."
18. "Folloow nae other leader than tha one ye knoow an' trust. Fer Gods thar be many...but a true leader on tha' ba'llefield...be a must."
Deity/Beliefs:
Kelth was known to worship the Morrigan in his early days in Sigil, however, Kelth willingly converted into the fold of Pelor when he and Naya'il started to become close and romantic with one another. Despite doubts, angers and feeling abandoned by Pelor when Marius Darktale robbed him and Naya of their unborn child, Kelth slowly made ammends and remained a follower of Pelor's fold.
More recent Kelth can be seen with a Pendant of Hoar and The Morrigan dangling around his neck, hinting at his vision of retribution and hatred against injustice as well for his insatiable lust for battle.
Personality:
Kelth is known for his harsh language, straight-forwardness and lack of sugar coating things. He is also known for building up a swift anger and rage when matters of compromised freedom are mentioned or people suffer injustice. Aside from that...strangers often mistake him for a blunt savage (which is not strange, since Kelth often belches out loud, wiping residu of his drinks from his chin and bare chest while relaxing at Khazeet's)
Being the huge, yet charismatic man that he is, he is known to lead groups without being the type of leader that wants his authority to be recognised. It's more the effect of people willingly following him because they trust him, or so it has appeared all these years in Sigil.
Kelth is known to dive into a battle first when he is angered, anger clouds his tactical thinking, but if calm, tactics is the first he will discuss with his "Battlebrothers and Sisters" before executing an attack.
Kelth is known to be humorous and open minded. He also makes it no secret he invests time, effort and money to help improve the chances of the Hive youth. Teaching them the art of swordplay in hopes of teaching them discipline. He also offers small ammounts of coin to help gain tutelage and apprenticeship for youngsters who prove to him they want a better future.
It used to be common knowledge, despite the hardships endured, Kelth and Naya'il were the McEwans. Married and paving their path into the future in dark, odd and intrigue infested Sigil as merchant couple since Naya'il took up the trade as well. The real reasons mostly clouded to the outside multiverse, rumor has it Kelth has disbanded this bond ever since Naya'il remained with her father in their wars. The topic is avoided by Kelth on the rare moments it arises.
Kelth has been seen with various allies who come and go as their own lives form and is known for the fact that once he deems someone a friend, he will leap through the very flames of the Hells to protect them, once he deems someone enemy...people generally know said enemy will either learn a harsh lesson, or end up being brutally slaughtered one way or another.
Rumors/ Tales:
There are records that show that Kelth McEwan was held responsible for the destruction of the Smoking Hammer inn and the many deaths of innocents. However, Kelth never was sentenced for it. Rumors have it, the inn exploded as the result of a bloody battle between him and Marius Darktale. The two appear to have had some feud, ever since it came to light Marius offered coin to see Kelth being crucified in public on the Bazaar.
Another rumor is that Marius, after the explosion, like Kelth, was ressurected and nearly managed to have Kelth kill his own former wife. As a result, their unborn child was lost, causing much grief to them.
There are also rumours, Kelth had resorted to more darker, bardic arcane, creating various, dark and ominous instruments of death, as part of his plans of vengeance on Marius. Wether or not Kelth succeeded in this, remains unknown.
Rumor has it that Kelth has been seen keeping the company of a huntress named Salaria and some fellow warriors he recently met. The warrior mostly is seen trying to get to know new people and establish a new network to find his place in Sigil society once more, both as a person as with his profession.
// Previous Bio/Journal/Story thread: http://z13.invisionfree.com/nwn2planesc ... c=313&st=0
Kelth's Theme Song in general: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GyWGab3vJHQ
A nexus fruition
Whirling cognition
Ulterior, the failing of words
A pageant to leave me bewildered
Lurch at the sight of the clandestine ascendancy
Pervading anima
An awe-struck principle, an adytum to find our home
Long for the rapture again
Crave for the pristine light
Vastness engulfing the soul
Unfurling this truth, an orbit in sovreignity
Sown into deep darkness
The grain has to die, perish to bestow new life
A vis major painting a rapturous view
Heralding a vivid thema
Heed, it's like calling the rain
It's like bearing in pain
Like embracing life an decaying in death
Heed, it's like calling the rain
It's like the caress of a mother
Like life to go withered, a perennial pneuma
I will not forget what I arose from
Decidual the forests proclaim
The glory primal, the rapturous supremacy
Vanquishing the vile
Burgeoning beyond, bearing the essence of life
Crave for the rapture again
Long for the pristine light
Basic Information
Name: Kelth McEwan
Aliases: "Lion" - "Big Guy"
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 32
Profession: Weaponsmith, Arms merchant, Armor merchant, Enchanter, Performer (Musician)
Languages: Common, Sylvan, Draconic and basic Celestial
Accent: Kelth has a thick accent going, most likely his trademark as well.
Physical Information
Height: 2,12m
Weight: 100 Kilograms
Body build: Rather muscular, tall
Skin type: Rough
Hair style: Long, black manes, tiny bells being knotted into them.
Eyes: His visible eye is hazel coloured and Feline in appearance, cat like Iris.
Skin: Normal skin tone for a human.
Features: Kelth wears an eyepatch, covering his right eye. On the borders top right of the patch and bottom left, one can clearly see endings of a thick scar. Another huge scar which had to be a gash once, runs over his sternum.
He is always bare-chested, wearing a kilt-like battle attire. Around his torso, diagonally, runs a black, leather strap, that holds the dull looking, black-leathered sheathe of the Claymore on his back. Underneath the sheathe, hangs a bag that holds his Bouzouki (Irish like lute)
When he smiles, four razor sharp fangs are bared.
Other than that, Kelth is a tall, rugged, handsome man whom, once people are used to him, is a rather warm presence to those he find worthy.
Kelth is known to have a poor sense of direction, relying on his keen hearing to get his bearings.
Mental Information
Alignment: Chaotic-?
Philosophy: The 18 wisdoms about life his father once taught him, as mentioned against a student of his while training.
1. "Do wha' ye will, ye knoow wha' ye should an' if a thing is worth doin', t'is worth doin' good."
2. "Take wha' ye will, but, nae more than ye need, fer tha balance o' life is d'srupted by greed."
3. "Give some tae tha Gods o' all tha' ye 'ave, fer they kin give ye their blessin's.. or they kin cut ye in 'alf."
4. "Care fer nature aroound ye, all tha trees an' green things, fer we're in life t'gether.We shoould all do oour thing."
5. "True friendship, strong as iron, will ne'er turn tae rust.An e'erlasting curse r'wards betrayal o' tha' trust."
6. "Tae yer Clan an' tae common folk be respectful an' mild, an' tae all o' yer enemies be nasty an' wild!”
7. "Choose yer friends wisely, all tha' glitters is nae gold.A promise made must be fulfilled, as Fire burns an' Ice is cold".
8. "Feed yer guests, shoould ye 'ave 'em.Share yer mead an' your bread. Nae drink tae much o' tha ale-horn, nae be ferst in yer bed."
9. "Nae boast aboout poowers ye do nae p'sess. Fer tha True deed, makes tha false speech completely worthless..."
10. "When bad times are 'pon ye, ne'er ferget they won't last. Wiv a light 'eart an' courage, they will soon be tha past."
11. "Laugh each day, 'cause it feels good an' make love, nae make strife. Wiv 'noough sex an' laughter ye will live a full life".
12. "Nae be frightened tae love, Ne'er be tae tough ta cry. Give yer feelin's expression an' yer spirit will fly."
13. "If rules are wise respect them, if they are foolish, then don't. If yer work 'as purpose, do it! If t'is pointless, then don't!”
14. "Don't think ye can do nae a thing, when ye see all is wrong. Fer if yer true tae yerself, yer one o' tha strong!"
15. "In a 'eart filled wiv honour thar be nae room fer fear. Trust in yerself an' NAE FOKKIN' PANIC! an' yer 'ead will stay clear."
16. "Keep yer sword an' spear sharpened, when a conflict ye feel. So if 'arsh words nae solve it, you kin trust in cold steel!”
17. "Take good care o' yer body; take good care o' yer sooul. Fer ye need BOTH in this life tae take ye tae yer goal."
18. "Folloow nae other leader than tha one ye knoow an' trust. Fer Gods thar be many...but a true leader on tha' ba'llefield...be a must."
Deity/Beliefs:
Kelth was known to worship the Morrigan in his early days in Sigil, however, Kelth willingly converted into the fold of Pelor when he and Naya'il started to become close and romantic with one another. Despite doubts, angers and feeling abandoned by Pelor when Marius Darktale robbed him and Naya of their unborn child, Kelth slowly made ammends and remained a follower of Pelor's fold.
More recent Kelth can be seen with a Pendant of Hoar and The Morrigan dangling around his neck, hinting at his vision of retribution and hatred against injustice as well for his insatiable lust for battle.
Personality:
Kelth is known for his harsh language, straight-forwardness and lack of sugar coating things. He is also known for building up a swift anger and rage when matters of compromised freedom are mentioned or people suffer injustice. Aside from that...strangers often mistake him for a blunt savage (which is not strange, since Kelth often belches out loud, wiping residu of his drinks from his chin and bare chest while relaxing at Khazeet's)
Being the huge, yet charismatic man that he is, he is known to lead groups without being the type of leader that wants his authority to be recognised. It's more the effect of people willingly following him because they trust him, or so it has appeared all these years in Sigil.
Kelth is known to dive into a battle first when he is angered, anger clouds his tactical thinking, but if calm, tactics is the first he will discuss with his "Battlebrothers and Sisters" before executing an attack.
Kelth is known to be humorous and open minded. He also makes it no secret he invests time, effort and money to help improve the chances of the Hive youth. Teaching them the art of swordplay in hopes of teaching them discipline. He also offers small ammounts of coin to help gain tutelage and apprenticeship for youngsters who prove to him they want a better future.
It used to be common knowledge, despite the hardships endured, Kelth and Naya'il were the McEwans. Married and paving their path into the future in dark, odd and intrigue infested Sigil as merchant couple since Naya'il took up the trade as well. The real reasons mostly clouded to the outside multiverse, rumor has it Kelth has disbanded this bond ever since Naya'il remained with her father in their wars. The topic is avoided by Kelth on the rare moments it arises.
Kelth has been seen with various allies who come and go as their own lives form and is known for the fact that once he deems someone a friend, he will leap through the very flames of the Hells to protect them, once he deems someone enemy...people generally know said enemy will either learn a harsh lesson, or end up being brutally slaughtered one way or another.
Rumors/ Tales:
There are records that show that Kelth McEwan was held responsible for the destruction of the Smoking Hammer inn and the many deaths of innocents. However, Kelth never was sentenced for it. Rumors have it, the inn exploded as the result of a bloody battle between him and Marius Darktale. The two appear to have had some feud, ever since it came to light Marius offered coin to see Kelth being crucified in public on the Bazaar.
Another rumor is that Marius, after the explosion, like Kelth, was ressurected and nearly managed to have Kelth kill his own former wife. As a result, their unborn child was lost, causing much grief to them.
There are also rumours, Kelth had resorted to more darker, bardic arcane, creating various, dark and ominous instruments of death, as part of his plans of vengeance on Marius. Wether or not Kelth succeeded in this, remains unknown.
Rumor has it that Kelth has been seen keeping the company of a huntress named Salaria and some fellow warriors he recently met. The warrior mostly is seen trying to get to know new people and establish a new network to find his place in Sigil society once more, both as a person as with his profession.
// Previous Bio/Journal/Story thread: http://z13.invisionfree.com/nwn2planesc ... c=313&st=0
Kelth's Theme Song in general: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GyWGab3vJHQ
A nexus fruition
Whirling cognition
Ulterior, the failing of words
A pageant to leave me bewildered
Lurch at the sight of the clandestine ascendancy
Pervading anima
An awe-struck principle, an adytum to find our home
Long for the rapture again
Crave for the pristine light
Vastness engulfing the soul
Unfurling this truth, an orbit in sovreignity
Sown into deep darkness
The grain has to die, perish to bestow new life
A vis major painting a rapturous view
Heralding a vivid thema
Heed, it's like calling the rain
It's like bearing in pain
Like embracing life an decaying in death
Heed, it's like calling the rain
It's like the caress of a mother
Like life to go withered, a perennial pneuma
I will not forget what I arose from
Decidual the forests proclaim
The glory primal, the rapturous supremacy
Vanquishing the vile
Burgeoning beyond, bearing the essence of life
Crave for the rapture again
Long for the pristine light
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* Kelth frowns as he notices the cloth and feather. His mind already deducing the meaning of the burnt feather...a slow grin forming on his facial features. He strides through the ramshackle hut in which he resided in the Hive, drops from the ceiling falling on his head due to leakages as he makes his way to the cloth and feather. He inspects the cloth a moment and tucks the feather away in one of his bags. *
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Kelth returned home, finally being alone. He took his instrument and gently strummed it. The conversation with the Elven woman had calmed him down a bit. The earlier event on the Bazaar had left him with old wounds ripped open. He touched the marred skin of his torso as his mind threw him into a flashback...
Opening the door...seeing Marius...knowing what he had done...terror striking Kelth's heart as he noticed all those bottles of Alchemist fire...attempting to gut Marius quickly, but Marius still managing to fire off that quickened lightning jolt...
The Inn in flames, screaming people...Kelth's own battered body on the floor, sternum ripped open by shrapnel as he dies...the aftermath...the resurrection of Marius and him and the second conflict...the loss of his child...
Kelth reaches for a bottle, draining it rapidly before strumming his instrument, as he plays a song of sadness...
Opening the door...seeing Marius...knowing what he had done...terror striking Kelth's heart as he noticed all those bottles of Alchemist fire...attempting to gut Marius quickly, but Marius still managing to fire off that quickened lightning jolt...
The Inn in flames, screaming people...Kelth's own battered body on the floor, sternum ripped open by shrapnel as he dies...the aftermath...the resurrection of Marius and him and the second conflict...the loss of his child...
Kelth reaches for a bottle, draining it rapidly before strumming his instrument, as he plays a song of sadness...
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*Mausman
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- Joined: Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am
The conversation with Alessandra had been emotional...there was nothing more left to say from his part. He made her his offer and would await the moment she made up her mind...
He felt horrible, knowing her pain and path fully well himself. He felt weak as well...not being able to take her burden away from her with all the best of his intentions...
He felt horrible, knowing her pain and path fully well himself. He felt weak as well...not being able to take her burden away from her with all the best of his intentions...