Post by healinglight on Feb 10, 2006 21:54:36 GMT -5
Name: Kaid
Gender: Male
Race: healer
Corner Preferance: Water
Age: 33
Description:
Personality:
Sample Post: Blinding
Gender: Male
Race: healer
Corner Preferance: Water
Age: 33
Description:
Kaid’s strong masculine body stands tall at five ten with his head crowned on top with thick light brown hair with a tint on the red side cut short. His face features a defined nose and jaw, while his body follows the same pattern with softly sculpted muscles from head to toes. Formally with eyes nearly matching his locks, he now possesses gray eyes glazed over blind. With his lack of eyesight, all other senses have become acutely aware of everything. Also a sort of sixth sense has developed. Healer Kaid’s flesh is a lighter tone tanned from the sun. across his eyes lays the slight remnants of a scar from his youthful punishment. Kaid’s attire is not the traditional healer’s garb. He wears a long tunic worn like a jacket draping down about his knees. It compliments his brown pants with its beige color. A dark brown-green belt holds the tunic together. Strapped to his feet by a band around his toes are his plain sandals protecting his feet from the road. He carries a staff for protection as well as direction. In addition, as a healer, he possesses unseen toxins flowing within his blood.
[/center][/size]Personality:
He is a charming and pure man of heart. He cares no of nations and loyalties. If one needs help, Kaid will not hesitate or withhold his medicinal prowess. He is always glad to help someone and does not expect thanks or pity and does not hold his actions over a person’s head. He is self-trained in combat as well and will never hesitate to protect those around him even though he does not condone fighting. Quick of mind and easy of heart, Kaid usually can figure what is happening around his presence. He is honest and will tell all if one merely asks. Some would say he is also soft if they knew not the depth of his mind for he spends his free time just listening to the waters, the life-blood of the world. This is the reason he studies the healing properties of water and grows all the herbs he uses - he enjoys the sound and feel of water.
Sample Post: Blinding
Kaid is not one of those unfortunate children who are born blind. He once knew the color of the flowers surrounding him and the beauty of the sun’s dance in the sky heralding the beginning and ending of day. This world of darkness was giving to him by his master in the medicines of the time. This one day had changed life for him forever in but a moment, for better or worse he still must decide.
It was one winter day, when the master and apprentice had stumbled across a young boy near their village. He was severely injured however he was of a rival village and had no money for their services and so Kaid’s master refused to help. Yet Kaid stayed behind secretly to help the boy in an abandoned hut. He refused payment since: one, he had disobeyed his master and deserved nothing and two, the boy needed the little he had to eat. The young healer apprentice could not take it and allow the other to starve. There would then be no point in risking his own life to save the boy’s.
Afterwards, when he knew the boy would be fine, Kaid returned back to his master hoping she had not noticed his absence. Unfortunately, the old sage had. Upon entering, the apprentice noticed three things: the restraints on the mat were laid ready, a pot was set over the fire boiling, and no one was present but his master. He knew she knew and she was angry. Still he called her name in inquiry. Silence followed. Finally finished with a mixture, she stood and dumped the fine powder into the boiling kettle.
“You at least have payment.” Kaid spoke not a word and looked at his feet. She gazed upon him and uttered after a period of silence, “Very well then.”
She ordered him to take a seat on the restraining mat and he did just that being the good student he was. He knew this was his punishment; he had obeyed his heart and disobeyed his master. In addition, he knew if he struggled or protested, what was to come would increase ten-fold. So he took it and laid on the mat subjectively. The old medicine woman came to him and buckled the leather straps around his small ankles causing him to cringe at the tight binding. She did the same about his waist, wrists, forehead and chin. The bound around his neck was looser than the rest however the points on the leather would prevent him from squirming. He could only watch the ceiling while she worked. Kaid heard her returning from her shelves on the opposite side of the room.
“Wormseed. If prepared properly and then diluted correctly, what are its symptoms?”
“Nausea, dizziness, convulsions and paralysis… temporarily if diluted enough, master,” he answered obediently.
“Good. Keep your eyes open.” Instantly, he felt a prick in his right shoulder and could not longer move. “I’ve modified the mix to isolate a chemical in the plant so the only symptom is a paralysis of the muscles. You will not even be able to close your eyes, not that you will require that function much longer.” She fetched a bowl with a spout and filled it with the boiling mixture from the kettle and returned to her apprentice’s side near his head. “Cherish these last moments of light.” With that, she poured the potion precisely into his eyes. Some spilled over burning the surrounding skin. The pain was excruciating. “Be glad. I have done this for two reasons. You will no longer need to see the suffering of others. Also hopefully, you will no longer look to your feet for the answers to the questions you are asked.”
With this said, she unbounded him and gave him the antidote to the wormseed. Immediately, Kaid lurched up bringing his hands to his eyes, screaming in response to the pain inflicted by his master desperately trying to remove the concoction. He heard behind him his master, “Now leave my sight!” He stumbled out the hut and into the road, new to a dark world.
Some time later, another invasion. The boy from a few days ago found Kaid in this state off the side of the road with orders to kill all in the village. Saying nothing, the boy decided to spare Kaid following his heart just as the kind healer had. As for his former master, the young man will never know, after all, he could not exactly go looking for her.
He left the area along with his family name behind not wishing to bring them or his former master more shame and dishonor. Now twenty years later at the age of thirty-three, Kaid is still deciding whether his punishment was for the best or not. The healer is now more aware and stronger, however he truly misses the world of color. Yet if asked, he will answer honestly why he is blind, “I disobeyed my master. This is my punishment.”
It was one winter day, when the master and apprentice had stumbled across a young boy near their village. He was severely injured however he was of a rival village and had no money for their services and so Kaid’s master refused to help. Yet Kaid stayed behind secretly to help the boy in an abandoned hut. He refused payment since: one, he had disobeyed his master and deserved nothing and two, the boy needed the little he had to eat. The young healer apprentice could not take it and allow the other to starve. There would then be no point in risking his own life to save the boy’s.
Afterwards, when he knew the boy would be fine, Kaid returned back to his master hoping she had not noticed his absence. Unfortunately, the old sage had. Upon entering, the apprentice noticed three things: the restraints on the mat were laid ready, a pot was set over the fire boiling, and no one was present but his master. He knew she knew and she was angry. Still he called her name in inquiry. Silence followed. Finally finished with a mixture, she stood and dumped the fine powder into the boiling kettle.
“You at least have payment.” Kaid spoke not a word and looked at his feet. She gazed upon him and uttered after a period of silence, “Very well then.”
She ordered him to take a seat on the restraining mat and he did just that being the good student he was. He knew this was his punishment; he had obeyed his heart and disobeyed his master. In addition, he knew if he struggled or protested, what was to come would increase ten-fold. So he took it and laid on the mat subjectively. The old medicine woman came to him and buckled the leather straps around his small ankles causing him to cringe at the tight binding. She did the same about his waist, wrists, forehead and chin. The bound around his neck was looser than the rest however the points on the leather would prevent him from squirming. He could only watch the ceiling while she worked. Kaid heard her returning from her shelves on the opposite side of the room.
“Wormseed. If prepared properly and then diluted correctly, what are its symptoms?”
“Nausea, dizziness, convulsions and paralysis… temporarily if diluted enough, master,” he answered obediently.
“Good. Keep your eyes open.” Instantly, he felt a prick in his right shoulder and could not longer move. “I’ve modified the mix to isolate a chemical in the plant so the only symptom is a paralysis of the muscles. You will not even be able to close your eyes, not that you will require that function much longer.” She fetched a bowl with a spout and filled it with the boiling mixture from the kettle and returned to her apprentice’s side near his head. “Cherish these last moments of light.” With that, she poured the potion precisely into his eyes. Some spilled over burning the surrounding skin. The pain was excruciating. “Be glad. I have done this for two reasons. You will no longer need to see the suffering of others. Also hopefully, you will no longer look to your feet for the answers to the questions you are asked.”
With this said, she unbounded him and gave him the antidote to the wormseed. Immediately, Kaid lurched up bringing his hands to his eyes, screaming in response to the pain inflicted by his master desperately trying to remove the concoction. He heard behind him his master, “Now leave my sight!” He stumbled out the hut and into the road, new to a dark world.
Some time later, another invasion. The boy from a few days ago found Kaid in this state off the side of the road with orders to kill all in the village. Saying nothing, the boy decided to spare Kaid following his heart just as the kind healer had. As for his former master, the young man will never know, after all, he could not exactly go looking for her.
He left the area along with his family name behind not wishing to bring them or his former master more shame and dishonor. Now twenty years later at the age of thirty-three, Kaid is still deciding whether his punishment was for the best or not. The healer is now more aware and stronger, however he truly misses the world of color. Yet if asked, he will answer honestly why he is blind, “I disobeyed my master. This is my punishment.”
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