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The original mute
Name: Xeenal
Nickname/Alias: Some call him Xen
Age: Was 20 when he vanished
Gender: male
Race: was human, now something more
Height: 6ft 5”
Weight: around 65 kilos
Hair: Black and brown
Eyes: Black
Skin: is tanned
Identifying Marks: eyes is all
Appearance: Always wearing very dark cloth armour.
Strengths: Has a nearly innate knowledge of direction while able to see the sky, Due to “infection” has heightened senses, has a keen interest in exploring everything,
Weaknesses and fears: paranoid of betrayal, keen interest to explore everywhere, end infection cause him to dislike killing servants of the end (I.E. Endermen)
Religion and cults: None, he only believes in the thrill of adventure
Profession: Explorer, messenger?
Scores of men have vanished in the great sea Storms of the Gyrana Ocean, yet, Xeenal is one of the few to have braved them, and lived to tell the tale. However, while his exploration skills were proving to be one of Arenia’s greatest assets, destiny had other plans for him.
By the third day the men’s fear for their lives had quenched their thirst for adventure. Three of the most influential crew-men started something that they couldn’t control. They plotted mutiny for 3 days, and on the 6th day of the voyage their plans came to pass. Xeenal had woken up early in order to take the helm and keep them on course, little did he know that these men were awake as well. As they rose they silently, awoke their supporters, and, without a sound, proceeded to the deck.
Xeenal, who as always didn’t need to focus to stay on course, didn’t notice them come up. His daydream, however was broken when he was gruffly grabbed from behind. Before he had time to make a sound, he was thrown overboard, and when he resurfaced his ship was already turning away, however he could hear the sounds of a battle, and saw, with great remorse, one of the rarest sights a man of gushar can see. One of the few beasts that could survive in the sea storms swallowed his ship whole, with all hands still on board.
Xeenal swam for days on end, he swam till he reached the one piece of land in the storms. Little did he know, however, that the land was guarded by unearthly creatures of the end. Upon laying his eyes on the land, Xeenal lost all of his normal explorers intuition and just made a break for it. Unfortunately this was the worst thing to do, as his swimming attracted an end fish, as it drew closer Xeenal became fatigued. Then, without warning it leapt out the water, and flopped back in, after swallowing Xeenal whole. Somehow, after what seemed like years, Xeenal was spat out in the end. However, this was not the area of end associated with his realm, no, it was another realm entirely. As Xeenal landed face first in the dust, he accidentally swallowed a large quantity of end dust. This started a calamitous change that began to tear at his very being, as he writhed in pain on the floor, more and more Endermen gathered round him, chanting in a language none know.
What emerged from this ritual was, at the same time, a shadow of what Xeenal had once been, and yet, something more. He was no longer Xeenal the prestigious explorer, he was now Xeenal the part of the end. When he came to his senses, he noticed a portal. He immediately ran to it, and, before he managed to jump in, passed out. However he passed out high enough and with enough momentum to go through. When he next awoke he was in the house he now lives in.
Nickname/Alias: Some call him Xen
Age: Was 20 when he vanished
Gender: male
Race: was human, now something more
Height: 6ft 5”
Weight: around 65 kilos
Hair: Black and brown
Eyes: Black
Skin: is tanned
Identifying Marks: eyes is all
Appearance: Always wearing very dark cloth armour.
Strengths: Has a nearly innate knowledge of direction while able to see the sky, Due to “infection” has heightened senses, has a keen interest in exploring everything,
Weaknesses and fears: paranoid of betrayal, keen interest to explore everywhere, end infection cause him to dislike killing servants of the end (I.E. Endermen)
Religion and cults: None, he only believes in the thrill of adventure
Profession: Explorer, messenger?
Scores of men have vanished in the great sea Storms of the Gyrana Ocean, yet, Xeenal is one of the few to have braved them, and lived to tell the tale. However, while his exploration skills were proving to be one of Arenia’s greatest assets, destiny had other plans for him.
By the third day the men’s fear for their lives had quenched their thirst for adventure. Three of the most influential crew-men started something that they couldn’t control. They plotted mutiny for 3 days, and on the 6th day of the voyage their plans came to pass. Xeenal had woken up early in order to take the helm and keep them on course, little did he know that these men were awake as well. As they rose they silently, awoke their supporters, and, without a sound, proceeded to the deck.
Xeenal, who as always didn’t need to focus to stay on course, didn’t notice them come up. His daydream, however was broken when he was gruffly grabbed from behind. Before he had time to make a sound, he was thrown overboard, and when he resurfaced his ship was already turning away, however he could hear the sounds of a battle, and saw, with great remorse, one of the rarest sights a man of gushar can see. One of the few beasts that could survive in the sea storms swallowed his ship whole, with all hands still on board.
Xeenal swam for days on end, he swam till he reached the one piece of land in the storms. Little did he know, however, that the land was guarded by unearthly creatures of the end. Upon laying his eyes on the land, Xeenal lost all of his normal explorers intuition and just made a break for it. Unfortunately this was the worst thing to do, as his swimming attracted an end fish, as it drew closer Xeenal became fatigued. Then, without warning it leapt out the water, and flopped back in, after swallowing Xeenal whole. Somehow, after what seemed like years, Xeenal was spat out in the end. However, this was not the area of end associated with his realm, no, it was another realm entirely. As Xeenal landed face first in the dust, he accidentally swallowed a large quantity of end dust. This started a calamitous change that began to tear at his very being, as he writhed in pain on the floor, more and more Endermen gathered round him, chanting in a language none know.
What emerged from this ritual was, at the same time, a shadow of what Xeenal had once been, and yet, something more. He was no longer Xeenal the prestigious explorer, he was now Xeenal the part of the end. When he came to his senses, he noticed a portal. He immediately ran to it, and, before he managed to jump in, passed out. However he passed out high enough and with enough momentum to go through. When he next awoke he was in the house he now lives in.