Name: Ishtar Starborn
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Birthday: October 31st
Sexuality: Straight
Special Characteristics:
Personality: Ishtar is cold in his mannerisms and in combat. He feels compassion, but as an outside observer alone; personal attachment is not a luxury he feels he can afford. He is business-like and professional, some would even say callous when he interacts with people. In battle, however, the indignant rage of centuries spent locked in a spell in the far north is released, and the fire of berserker wrath is lit inside him. He retains his mind and cleverness while in this state, but compassion flees at its advent and while the rage burns. When interacting with animals, however, or when he is alone, Ishtar is solely at peace and exists in sincere calm. He appreciates nature for its resonant ancient wisdom and the harmony that persists in its quietude. Any reminder of his tortured enchanted seclusion is likely to also invoke his rage, be it verbal, physical, or emotional. Ishtar struggles against this anger and puts forth his best effort to never allow its release except in battle, which he accepts as necessary in order to maintain emotional equilibrium in all other aspects of his life. He enjoys his battle rage; it is one of the few truly enjoyable things he still possesses. It makes him feel alive again. Ishtar feels attachment to very few objects, but the things that hold special meaning to him are his swords and his tunic, both of which belonged to him when he was entrapped in the north. The swords were a gift from the goddess that eventually encased him in the ice, it's true, but to him they are more a symbol of the time he spent in service of her than a reminder that she betrayed him when he would not betray his morals. The tunic was the uniform for his previous guild, whom are now all dead and the guild abolished.
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General Appearance
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: White
Eyes: Blue
Skin Tone: pale
Appearance:
Guild: Onyx Moon
Tattoo: black unicorn head silhouette on the side of my neck (former guild), West Fiore Trading Company tattoo on my right bicep
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Birthday: October 31st
Sexuality: Straight
Special Characteristics:
Personality: Ishtar is cold in his mannerisms and in combat. He feels compassion, but as an outside observer alone; personal attachment is not a luxury he feels he can afford. He is business-like and professional, some would even say callous when he interacts with people. In battle, however, the indignant rage of centuries spent locked in a spell in the far north is released, and the fire of berserker wrath is lit inside him. He retains his mind and cleverness while in this state, but compassion flees at its advent and while the rage burns. When interacting with animals, however, or when he is alone, Ishtar is solely at peace and exists in sincere calm. He appreciates nature for its resonant ancient wisdom and the harmony that persists in its quietude. Any reminder of his tortured enchanted seclusion is likely to also invoke his rage, be it verbal, physical, or emotional. Ishtar struggles against this anger and puts forth his best effort to never allow its release except in battle, which he accepts as necessary in order to maintain emotional equilibrium in all other aspects of his life. He enjoys his battle rage; it is one of the few truly enjoyable things he still possesses. It makes him feel alive again. Ishtar feels attachment to very few objects, but the things that hold special meaning to him are his swords and his tunic, both of which belonged to him when he was entrapped in the north. The swords were a gift from the goddess that eventually encased him in the ice, it's true, but to him they are more a symbol of the time he spent in service of her than a reminder that she betrayed him when he would not betray his morals. The tunic was the uniform for his previous guild, whom are now all dead and the guild abolished.
Likes:
- Nature, because it calms him and quiets his tumultuous soul.
- his swords, because they remind him of his conviction to never harm an innocent.
- fighting, because it awakens his mind and makes him feel alive.
Dislikes:
- Gods, because they have done nothing but use him and leave him when he needed them most.
- Socializing, because he is from a completely different time period and nothing is as he remembers.
- Cold, because he was trapped in ice for a century and dislikes anything that reminds him of that period.
Motivations:
- Eventually, he wants to reestablish his old guild, Dark Unicorn
- Kill gods, or at least make them suffer for what they've done to him
- he wants to find the lost town of Trey, where he believes his sister has been hiding
Fears:
- Claustrophobia or having his movement restrained, because it reminds him of his century spent in the north
- being used as a weapon, because he prizes his free will and does not wish to have it taken away
- betrayal by a loved one, because when he trusts someone, which is rarely, he trusts them totally and completely, and he fears being taken advantage of.
General Appearance
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: White
Eyes: Blue
Skin Tone: pale
Appearance:
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Guild: Onyx Moon
Tattoo: black unicorn head silhouette on the side of my neck (former guild), West Fiore Trading Company tattoo on my right bicep
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