"War is the statesman's game, the priests delight, the lawyer's jest, and the hired assassin's trade." - Percy Bisshe Shelley
Basic Information
Name: Aharon Vitus Silvanus
Alias: The Internal Flame
Age: 31
Apparent Age: 21
Birth Date: 20th of Evening Star, 4E 180
Birth Place: Silverblood Mine, Markarth
Birth Sign: Apprentice
Origin/Race: Nord - Breton Halfblood
Class: Mage | Assassin | Pyromancer
Gender: Male
Laterality: Ambidextrous
Sexuality: Straight
Marital Status: Single
Properties: N/A
Affiliations: Small Thieves Guild Contracts, The Legion (RP), Winterhold College Guard
Alignment: Neutral
Afflictions: Insomnia, Rage, Internal Horrors; Vivid Dreams, Flashbacks, and Visions
Religion: The Divines
Patron Deity: Akatosh
Habits: Playing with his flames
Hobbies: Practicing his magicka, and specialized Flame Magicka
Family: Nia
Personality
He is a troubled mind. His Breton blood allows him to age slightly slower than others. This lets his mind develop slower and fuller. He is still young, however. An adolescent. He has witnessed enough for era's in hundreds. This has caused his rage to be large in amounts, and his control of it is very slim. His past experiences with his excessive rage, causes him to be very distant, and mistrusting. This comes along with his adolescent mischief. He likes to 'harmlessly' manipulate things to his slight advantage. He loves to make people believe in untrue facts. He does this almost anonymously, as he does not easily speak to strangers, or help them. Though he believes his is doing things for his own personal gain, he (seemingly purposely) indirectly affects those around him. Possitively, or Negatively.
Positive Traits: Intelligent, Strong, Quick, 'Relatively' Loyal
Negative Traits: Mistrusting, Angry, Mischievous
Likes: Fire, Magicka, Women, Hunting, Animals, Blades, Knives
Dislikes: Abusive Power, Water
Fears: Water, Drowning, Death, Dwarven Creations
Aspirations: To master his rage, and his inner flame
Quirks: Picks his fingers out of impatience, clenches his fists and pops knuckles when slightly angered
Philosophy: "Nothing is True, and Everything is Permitted."
Skills
Master:
Destruction: Aharon has a natural ability to use this type of magicka. He is tied to it in an explainable manor. He has a special type of fire magicka, that he has mastered using. It is an intense flame, that flows out of his body, and moves like water. He uses it with his swords, to make them inflamed, and sometimes by itself. He doesn't use any other destruction magicka, but is a master with his special 'Eternal Flame'. This flame's intensity and power is ultimately fueled in his excessive rage, making it all the more powerful.
Illusion: Aharon has become an efficient user of Illusion magicka as well. He takes pride in being able to control the weak and feeble minds of those around him for his own gain. He knows he is efficient enough to disguise himself for a short time in other's eyes, or even make conflicts out of nothing.
One Handed: Aharon has an unnatural attraction to sharp blades. He personally carries 2 swords, and an arsenal of throwing knives and daggers. He loves to use them to kill and play with. This has caused him to practice them until his mastered them in all aspects.
Expert:
Sneak: Aharon knows his way around being silent and unheard. It one of his most disciplined and practiced skills. This skill coupled along with his abilities with illusion and destruction, he is a destructive force of death without any remorse.
Speech: Though words usually never help his case, he can taunt and intimidate most that he talks to. Aharon has practiced his techniques with words, all while carefully staying distant from anybody he speaks to.
Alteration: Aharon is very skilled in manipulating the physical world. He likes to move things, and use things to his advantage without lifting a finger. Most of the time, this is used for distractions among other things.
Adept:
Restoration: Aharon is skilled enough in restoration magicka to heal himself without fail. His abilities aren't very good towards those around him. But because he doesn't usually work with others, his skills in healing aren't helpful in that sense.
Smithing: Though Aharon wears very little armor, he does like to maintain his knives and blades. He knows enough with forging, to keep his blades sharp and in killing condition.
Alchemy: Aharon loves to craft potent poisons and elixirs. He likes the fun that comes with finding the ingredients and components to create something potent and deadly. It is a fun hobby that he has taken up, and it has come in handy on a number of occasions.
Apprentice:
Archery: Although Aharon doesn't use a bow often, he has the ability to shoot one. If he needs to do so, or it is his only option, he can and probably will pick a bow up and use it. Though he isn't the most accurate archer, he can hit most stationary targets.
Light Armor: Aharon wears very little armor at all. He prefers not to have any most of the time. He does however where some very light simple pieces of armor, and he has practiced in the small amount of armor that he wears. Making this skill very unpracticed.
Novice:
All other skills. Aharon has not practiced or learned most of these skills, but finds them to be useful to others. He does not used them himself, because they do not help in his his craft.
Appearance
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 145 lbs.
BMI: 20.2
Build: Small, lean and muscular
Hair Length: Shoulder length, Relatively wavy
Hair Color: Black Ash
Facial Hair: Light and Thin Stubble
Eye Color: Intense Green, Turns flame Red when angry
Skin Color: Semi-pale White
Scars: One small scar on his left eyebrow
Face: Relatively Slim
Unique Features: His Eyes will leak his Internal Flame like tears when he is in an intense rage
Tattoos: Red glowing tattoos appear all over his body when he uses his Internal Flame, as well as Rage
Piercings: N/A
Gear
Armor: Aharon hates anything heavy and restricting. He has stuck to wearing robes most of his life. This was until he decided to take the time to craft his own armor. When he was a teenager, he developed a hybrid leather/cloth material to craft his armor out of. The material was ultra light, and ultra flexible. It is like wearing nothing at all. It is also flame resistant, allowing Aharon to control his Internal Flame with no trouble. This armor comes with 2 sheathes for his swords, as well as dozens of other small sheathes with hidden throwing knives. On his left shoulder, is a down facing dagger sheathe for his hand crafted dagger. At his back is a light but thick cloak that gives decent weather protection, and concealment. It covers his head in a hood as well. He wears a cowl on his lower face to hide his identity as he chooses. It is made of the same material.
Weapons: Though his main weapon is his magicka, Aharon is a proficient blade expert. He carries 2 swords on him at all times. Two custom Long Bladed Kopis like blades. With a smooth ebony finished blade, and a leather bound an covered steel hilt and handle. For some close combat situations, he carries a single dagger, Ash Blade. This dagger was the first thing that he had ever forged, and since then, he has updated the handle, to a heavy carved wood, with an ultra hardened steel blade. He also carries an arsenal of over 20 throwing knives on his person. He crafts them as a hobby, and uses them often.
Misc: Do to his unknown and supernatural tie to flames and fire, Aharon's soul and life force are tied to what he calls his 'Internal Flame'. This flame is tied to his rage, and it becomes more powerful and intense, the more rage Aharon Collects. This flame behaves similar water [example]. In order for Aharon to have gained control over his flame, he had to master destruction magicka. This allows him to use this Flame which such ease and power, that other pyromancers don't contest. When he doesn't use just the flame, he can cover the blades of his swords or dagger with the flame, allowing his blades to do more damage than normal. One vital fact about this flame, is Aharon's need to re-absorb it back into his body. When using the flame, it leaks from his eyes, mouth and his hands. This has caused him to gain scars and burns in all those places. After using his flame, he must absorb the flame back into his body, in order to keep his life force and soul. Or he will become increasingly week, and may eventually die.
History/Biography
Childhood: Aharon was born an orphan. Sold into slavery when he was very young, along with his twin sister Nia. They grew up in a cage, on a wagon, that traveled the harsh Alik'r Desert. They traveled with a caravan of fighters, that fought in Arena's for the entertainment of people, and to gain money to the Caravan Owner. This caravan was horrific and brutal. The men would beat Aharon and Nia out of practice. And use them for their own sick pleasure.
They were forced into work. They would haul large stones, and create the many arena's that the caravan used. They were often used as practiced dummies for the warriors, and were beaten and bruised often.
When they came of age, Nia and Aharon were taught to sharpen the swords, and fix the cheap armor of the warriors. As they traveled Hammerfell, and Highrock, Aharon picked up some of the skills that the warriors had, as he watched the battles they fought. He dreamt of killing his way out of the caravan, and finding a better life. A life of riches and wealth and power. For his sister, and himself.
He slowly grew better, then the Slave master caught him, and threw him into the Arena against other kids. Aharon saw this as a chance towards his dream. He killed out of anger, and rage. He thought of killing the warriors, as he killed. He thought of beheading the Owner, as he slaughtered in rage. His rage grew with no control, and he killed all in his wake.
Teenager: When he and his sister reached the age of 13, Aharon was the most well known Slave warrior in his caravan. He wouldn't be bothered, and he wouldn't bother. He despised this life. This was not what he wanted, not what he dreamt. He wanted revenge, but all he got was more blood on his hands. His sister saw this, and wanted to escape.
No matter how hard she tried to convince her twin, he would not be convinced. Aharon knew that trying to escape now meant certain death. Something that he didn't feel like facing. His sister felt different. She wanted to get away from these savage men, who would take advantage of the women in the caravan.
One day, without the consent of her brother, Nia decided it was an opportune time to escape. So she tried, and failed. The next morning, the Caravan Owner decided to make an example out of Aharon's twin. He made her kneel before him, and had Aharon drug out to the hot sands of the Alik'r. The Owner raised his large blade, and in one swift moment, ended her.
Aharon felt the intense pain of loosing the only family he had, and shared the pain of her death. His mind and body were filled with an intense heat. A fire waiting to escape. He was holding on to magical skills that he inherited from his parents, who ever they were. A liquidy fire leaked from his eyes as he screamed. His arms then became coated in the intense flames, and he used this to his advantage. He killed the owner of the caravan. Then, one by one, all of the warriors. When his rage ended, he saw no survivors. He killed all who stood before him. The men and women. He then felt more anger and sadness. The fire returned, and he screamed at the sky.
Aharon left the caravan behind, and tried to escape the harsh desert. He didn't make it far, until he grew dehydrated, and couldn't go any more. He awoke in a small tent, with a man. The man was Redguard. And seemed to be relatively old. Aharon was afraid, and asked where he was. The man simply told him "The Alik'r Desert". Aharon then asked who he was. He stated, "A man with time enough to help a troubled man."
Aharon gained enough strength to stand and exit the tent, to be greeted by 7 or 8 more tents. A small fire in the center of the camp lit the faces of a small group of men. All looked to be either Breton or Redguard. Aharon traveled with these men, ate with them, and began to like all of them. They were all mages and warriors.
They all had similar stories. Exiles, slaves, orphans, outcasts. Aharon felt at home with them all. The Elder that saved him took a liking to him, and trained him to control his magical abilities enough so, that he could use it to his advantage. And how to make his own gear. At the age of 16, Aharon felt like he had learned all he could from these men. He felt he needed to escape his horrific past, and gain the power he wished to have.
Adult: In his travels, Aharon was haunted by the nightmares of all he had slaughtered. His sister being murdered. These thoughts would constantly haunt him as he traveled. He would kill any who questioned him. Mainly out of rage. His teachings went sour. He used his mastery of his flame in a wrongful manor. Out of power and rage he couldn't control. He knew that when he became angry, he was almost unstoppable.
As much as he didn't like to do so, he would become more and more easily enraged. He had many encounters where he killed on accident. More and more innocent people fell in his wake every time. This burdened his mind with nightmares. He found himself trying to avoid conflicts because of this.
He became more and more efficient in manipulating the minds of the weak. He could calm others, or enrage them. To do his work for him. He slowly mastered this magicka. He then became known to take contracts. People would seek him out. He would sometimes end bandits that caused problems for small towns. All without lifting a finger.
As he did this, he practiced taming his anger. He could anger himself with a snap of the finger by the end of it. But he couldn't stop his rage. After every 'attack' he would find himself more and more haunted. He needed redemption. Then he caught word of something. An order.
Current Activity: He heard of a mysterious occurrence in Skyrim. Men and Women ascending up a mountain, to never be seen again. He then got word of rumored justice. A chance for redemption. Aharon sees this as a possible chance for redemption, then the wealth he had dreamt of when he was young.
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