Tekhelet
| Tekhelet | |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Race | Rakash |
| Gender | Male |
| Guild | Warrior Mage |
| Instance | Prime |
Appearance
You see Elemental Aegis Tekhelet, Primal Mage of Elanthia, a Rakash.
A faint hazy flame red aura surrounds him.
His fur has taken on a greenish granite-like sheen, roughening his features and lending him the forbidding appearance of living stone.
Tekhelet has a wolfish face, slightly pointed ears, silver-haloed enchanting forfra eyes and a spiky-furred muzzle, a katamba-black and sable coat with black masking, a long floofy tail and an athletic build.
He is tall for a Rakash.
He appears to be young.
An inky black configuration of fractals and geometric abstractions slowly creeps across Tekhelet's skin.
He is holding a hazy flame red fiery quarterstaff in his right hand and a rat talisman in his left.
He is wearing an austere uaro's'sugi of unadorned black Musparan silk that is loosely wound around the head and neck, an enveloping rantija of raw silk, a relna oilcloth rugursora, a black faille odaj, a dark cambrinth armband engraved with elemental symbols, a heavy tel'athi bracer patterned with geometric cambrinth symbols, a flame-red glass ring, a wide josta of knotted relna leather, a black leather naphtha holder with vial slots stitched to the sides, a black leather talisman case accented with amber, a flame-red rosewood spellbook case inset with swirling ruby fireballs and a pair of rugged nauda.
Behind him, An enormous tower of grey marble rises imposingly from the ground, its stones fitted so closely that it appears to be one seamless spear of earth. The top of the tower gleams brightly, the light reflecting from the panes of a skylight set into the roof. A set of gleaming ebonwood doors inlaid with gold lead into the tower.
You also see a scruffy rat that is sitting. You find the creature to be a magnificent specimen. There is a soft aura about it and you notice the eyes stare back with a nature which hints at intelligence.
Details
Tekhelet is an apprentice Warrior Mage, a battlecaster, summoner of both blade & familiar. Studying under the vigilant instruction of Storm Lord Woten Muninn, Archmage of Zoluren. Tekhelet's a Primal Mage, crediting his animal instincts as well as an effortless connection with the elemental planes as his source of faculty. He aspires to be a protector of his pack, and an Elemental Aegis of Elanthia, defending the weak from darkness.
A long floofy tail eagerly sweeps at the ground behind him like a broom. His slightly pointed ears are tall and curved, alerting at the slightest sounds. They enable him to appear at times noble and imposing, and other times relaxed and aloof. A deep growling voice, and the faint scent of a wolf, lend well to his rugged and traditional, yet dark and mysterious mien. Soulful eyes gaze at you with a combination of strength and loyalty.
He has an air of levelheaded subtlety about him. Some can find him dense between the ears, but he's far from unintelligent, with a curiosity about his environment. Often heard growling his speech in moonskin, or when excited. Sometimes speaking in the plural like his ancestors before him.
When in moonskin he has razor-like claws, and glistening fangs. A stature of brawn, endurance, discipline, speed, tenacity, and toughness. He can be seen thoroughly enjoying his moonskin state, where he feels as his true self. Shapeshifting has taught him that change is a part of life. Before shifting forms he can feel Katamba inwardly tugging on him and a mild tension builds in his muscles. Scents become more powerful, and sounds more intense. Vision is sharper, though colors seem washed out. His vision is narrowed, and his Instincts greatly hightened. Even when not in moonskin however, he retains a touch of his wild nature.
Personality
He esteems his friends as part of his pack. Remaining loyal, devoted, and tightly knit. Stronger when unified, happiest when together, he lives, fights and on occasion, dies for his pack. Prefers to slip into a room quietly, but secretly craves the attention he gets when noticed. Good natured, with an honest, at times naive sense of humor. He prefers traditional Rakash Attire that allows for comfort and freedom of movement in both forms. He practices forging like his father before him, but also dabbles in enchanting. Sometimes found at the Forging Society (Crossing) pounding away hard at work. Sometimes found outside the gleaming ebonwood doors of the Crossing Warrior Mage Guild learning from the experienced, or teaching young magelings.
Tekhelet commands spells from all the elemental spellbooks, seeking only the most effective of all the Warrior Mage Spells at his disposal. This gives him a deeper toolbox to use to handle varied situations, and has earned him the title of Elemental Aegis. He's a Summoning Lord, and achieved enough total magic skill to become a Primal Mage. His body is aligned with the Elemental Plane of fire and opposed to the Elemental Plane of water. His origins are somewhat shrouded in mist due to the memory rituals undertaken during Warrior Mage initiation. The time before that consisting only of faint rememborances. For him life seemed to start that pivotal day he joined the Guild. He doesn't speak often of his simple beginings. Only of a humble upbringing in Siksraja, with loving, and devoted parents.
He's rather fond of his scruffy rat familiar Nisan, due to her sweet personality, and warm spirit.
Familiar
Nisan is keen and meticulously groomed. The pocket-sized scruffy rat is energetic and alert. Gleaming azure eyes show her curiosity, with black elongated whiskers constantly twitching to take in her environment. Tousled but glossy fur on her back and flanks is composed of blue and charcoal grizzle, with solid black guard hairs, over a powdery gray base. Dusky variegation veils her delicate face, ears, and feet, but is curiously absent from one hand. Glimpses of a silvery underbelly can be seen as she scurries.
She loves tender petting, even from strangers, and getting attention whenever she manages get herself noticed. Often looking up at people with her bright eyes, or nibbling on their shoes. She's an old soul, seeming to have inherent wisdom and a grounded sense of being in the world, often far more than would be expected for a creature of her stature.
Related Pages
Rakash Attire - Traditional styles of dress created by and for the Rakash people in both of their forms.
Rakash Colors - Hues with special significance to the Rakash.