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Character's Name:
Osira Swansong
Nicknames:
Osira, Osi, Sira, The Heron King
Age:
1,000
Gender:
Male
Species:
Kelahati (great egret)
Abilities:
Osira's magic is tied to his voice. He weaves spells through song, a unique ability passed down through his family. With his songs he can weave illusions, heal wounds, or create barriers. The illusions he waves are often used to visualize the stories contained in the songs, though he is capable of weaving minor illusions to distort the environment. His magic is primarily supportive in nature, and his songs bolster the abilities of his companions or those around him. He prefers to use this magic for healing, be it healing people or the land itself.
His magic does have an offensive use. He can sing dissonant chords that rattle the mind and make ears bleed. Osira, however, is too gentle a soul for such things, and this magic is a last resort.
Osira, like all kelahati, can speak to animals, and sense changes in the land. His wings allow him the power of flight, and he specializes in endurance over speed.
Appearance:
In his human form, Osira stands as a 5'10" tall man with a slender build. Most of his perceived bulk is from his layers of clothing. His skin is a rich brown color, with cooler undertones. With a long, straight nose and a strong chin, Osira is considered by many to be a handsome man. His eyes, set under thick pale brows, are a vivid shade of baby blue. In stark contrast to his skin, Osira's hair is light blond in color, and runs wild down to the middle of his back in choppy layers. It's kept out of his face by an ornate golden headpiece with long, curving horns and a bright blue gem in the center of the crest. His ears bear similar stones hanging from his earlobes. He even bears a bit of a scruffy beard on his chin.
He's often found wearing deep grey robes, almost black in color, with loose sleeves that are fitted at the wrists with grey cuffs. The collar of the robes cover his neck, and are woven from golden fabric. A golden sash runs around his waist, accented with a beautiful blue gem. His robes are accented with golden patterns similar to a rising sun, and trim the edges of the fabric. Under his robes, Osira wears skin tight black leggings, which cover his feet much like sandles, though the rest of his feet are left bare. Around his hips he wears a wrap, with a long ceremonial sash running between his legs. Over his shoulders, Osira wears a shawl that appears to be crafted from golden feathers. His fingers are tipped in golden claw-like jewelry, which can be removed.
On his back, Osira has a pair of large white wings. They are his pride and joy, and are kept in flawless condition.
He takes the alternate form of a great egret, pure white in color, with eyes just as blue as in his human form.
Personality:
Osira is a calm, gentle man. He's well spoken, and carries himself with a dignified demeanor. He moves slow and with purpose, with great care as to how others perceive him. He's a man of high standing, and treats all with respect until they do something he deems disrespectful. Even his speech is deliberate, if not a bit long winded at times.
A compassionate man, Osira cares about the plights of those around him. While many might think he's above such things, he's never above a problem, no matter how small or trivial it may seem. Even if all he can lend is a listening ear and some fatherly advice. He's very fond of children, and loves telling stories of all he and his people have seen.
He's a friendly man, and very social. He knows how to carry on a conversation, and is quite a charmer when he wants to be. He prefers to be diplomatic, and has a rather tight leash on his temper. Many may find him boring in public because of this, but behind closed doors Osira can be rather brash and to the point. Especially when alcohol is involved, though he tends to avoid the drink, as he's well aware of the fool it makes him.
Osira's heart is closely guarded. Few are let in close, but those who are are treated like family, and have his unwavering loyalty.
History:
Osira was born into leadership. His father raised him alone. Ike was a legend, a graceful, strong man who had great expectations for him. He valued the history of their people, of their tribe, and preserved this history through song, like his father before him. Osira was taught this from day one. He was from a proud people, and he would be the one to lead them one day. His childhood was spent singing the songs of his people with the other children, learning the art of weaving magic through song. His father raised him well in the marshes and wetlands of Sleibte. He was raised to be a strong, wise leader. The backbone of his people.
When he was a young man, a plague swept through the village. Among those who fell to the disease was Osira's father, who against his son's urging worked tirelessly to heal their people. The long hours and near constant use of his magic soon sent Ike to his deathbed, where Osira tended to him. His dying words to Osira were a song of wisdom, and grace. A song that transferred Ike's knowledge to Osira. The tribe wept, and the funeral pyre was stacked high, their songs of mourning rose with the smoke.
Leadership was hard without his father's guidance. While he had been raised and trained for this, it was hard. The people were on edge, and many of them had lost family during the plague. With a heavy heart, Osira made the call to move the remaining villagers to a new settlement. Thankfully, the kelahati people are resilient, and the journey was uneventful. The new settlement sprang up, and his settlement flourished, regaining the glory it had in previous generations.
With the deaths of the oracles, Osira made the decision to head out and find the cause and record the events in song.
Osira Swansong
Nicknames:
Osira, Osi, Sira, The Heron King
Age:
1,000
Gender:
Male
Species:
Kelahati (great egret)
Abilities:
Osira's magic is tied to his voice. He weaves spells through song, a unique ability passed down through his family. With his songs he can weave illusions, heal wounds, or create barriers. The illusions he waves are often used to visualize the stories contained in the songs, though he is capable of weaving minor illusions to distort the environment. His magic is primarily supportive in nature, and his songs bolster the abilities of his companions or those around him. He prefers to use this magic for healing, be it healing people or the land itself.
His magic does have an offensive use. He can sing dissonant chords that rattle the mind and make ears bleed. Osira, however, is too gentle a soul for such things, and this magic is a last resort.
Osira, like all kelahati, can speak to animals, and sense changes in the land. His wings allow him the power of flight, and he specializes in endurance over speed.
Appearance:
In his human form, Osira stands as a 5'10" tall man with a slender build. Most of his perceived bulk is from his layers of clothing. His skin is a rich brown color, with cooler undertones. With a long, straight nose and a strong chin, Osira is considered by many to be a handsome man. His eyes, set under thick pale brows, are a vivid shade of baby blue. In stark contrast to his skin, Osira's hair is light blond in color, and runs wild down to the middle of his back in choppy layers. It's kept out of his face by an ornate golden headpiece with long, curving horns and a bright blue gem in the center of the crest. His ears bear similar stones hanging from his earlobes. He even bears a bit of a scruffy beard on his chin.
He's often found wearing deep grey robes, almost black in color, with loose sleeves that are fitted at the wrists with grey cuffs. The collar of the robes cover his neck, and are woven from golden fabric. A golden sash runs around his waist, accented with a beautiful blue gem. His robes are accented with golden patterns similar to a rising sun, and trim the edges of the fabric. Under his robes, Osira wears skin tight black leggings, which cover his feet much like sandles, though the rest of his feet are left bare. Around his hips he wears a wrap, with a long ceremonial sash running between his legs. Over his shoulders, Osira wears a shawl that appears to be crafted from golden feathers. His fingers are tipped in golden claw-like jewelry, which can be removed.
On his back, Osira has a pair of large white wings. They are his pride and joy, and are kept in flawless condition.
He takes the alternate form of a great egret, pure white in color, with eyes just as blue as in his human form.
Personality:
Osira is a calm, gentle man. He's well spoken, and carries himself with a dignified demeanor. He moves slow and with purpose, with great care as to how others perceive him. He's a man of high standing, and treats all with respect until they do something he deems disrespectful. Even his speech is deliberate, if not a bit long winded at times.
A compassionate man, Osira cares about the plights of those around him. While many might think he's above such things, he's never above a problem, no matter how small or trivial it may seem. Even if all he can lend is a listening ear and some fatherly advice. He's very fond of children, and loves telling stories of all he and his people have seen.
He's a friendly man, and very social. He knows how to carry on a conversation, and is quite a charmer when he wants to be. He prefers to be diplomatic, and has a rather tight leash on his temper. Many may find him boring in public because of this, but behind closed doors Osira can be rather brash and to the point. Especially when alcohol is involved, though he tends to avoid the drink, as he's well aware of the fool it makes him.
Osira's heart is closely guarded. Few are let in close, but those who are are treated like family, and have his unwavering loyalty.
History:
Osira was born into leadership. His father raised him alone. Ike was a legend, a graceful, strong man who had great expectations for him. He valued the history of their people, of their tribe, and preserved this history through song, like his father before him. Osira was taught this from day one. He was from a proud people, and he would be the one to lead them one day. His childhood was spent singing the songs of his people with the other children, learning the art of weaving magic through song. His father raised him well in the marshes and wetlands of Sleibte. He was raised to be a strong, wise leader. The backbone of his people.
When he was a young man, a plague swept through the village. Among those who fell to the disease was Osira's father, who against his son's urging worked tirelessly to heal their people. The long hours and near constant use of his magic soon sent Ike to his deathbed, where Osira tended to him. His dying words to Osira were a song of wisdom, and grace. A song that transferred Ike's knowledge to Osira. The tribe wept, and the funeral pyre was stacked high, their songs of mourning rose with the smoke.
Leadership was hard without his father's guidance. While he had been raised and trained for this, it was hard. The people were on edge, and many of them had lost family during the plague. With a heavy heart, Osira made the call to move the remaining villagers to a new settlement. Thankfully, the kelahati people are resilient, and the journey was uneventful. The new settlement sprang up, and his settlement flourished, regaining the glory it had in previous generations.
With the deaths of the oracles, Osira made the decision to head out and find the cause and record the events in song.
