Make A Villain Contest

[Kender Bard]

Reply with your villains! You may enter up to two for each of the two categories: Pre-existing and New. If you have no villain-types, then you can only enter New.

Please post with name, sign, homeland, and information about them. Whatever you see fit to reveal. Pictures need not be included but may be.

I will give out prizes to all who enter and more prizes for people whose villains place in various categories I will decide upon when judging. Last year's entries and winners can be found here: kenderbard.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=talk&action=display&thread=4866

Contest ends: May 20

[Skittlebug]

Pre-existing

Darcy (Caleb'lamba) - Clear - Originally from Reave

A young feyling with a gift from Soahc himself to manipulate people. Since receiving this gift she has been using it to bend the other feylings to the will of Atarai. She has been greatly enjoying her position, with no remorse for those whom she has basically stripped of free will.

[blackjack6124]

NEW

Name: Carl Redd
Gender: Male
Age: 65
Sign: Beast / Beast (Cardinal), one on his right foot, one over his heart.

Description: Carl is hard to describe without saying the word "Harpy." He has bright red feathers, taloned feet, a thick beak, and wing-like arms (functional? Your call.) His tunic is sleeveless, and he wears long loose pants as an aid to mobility. For similar reasons, he goes barefoot. His tunic and pants are white and gold, in tradition with Love's priests. His coat of feathers is non-existant below his knees (from where he has bird-like scales,) and the front of his torso, revealing his skin.

History: Carl grew up an ambitious man, devoted to Love, for a given value of devotion: Carl seeks to bring about Love's incarnation through violent means, which is to say killing any opposed to Love through various means. Carl is extremely cautious with murder, taking to poison, deception, and publicity to cover his tracks. "Love," after all, "Is a sacred thing that should not be sullied by atrocity."

Carl is stern, quiet, and serious-minded. Heavily traditionalist, Carl does not take well to new ideas.

Family: He chose not to marry to devote his (strained defintion of) love to Love. He was an only child, and his parents are long dead.

Friends: None.

Occupation: Priest.

Current Goal: To bring Love to being.

Location: New Anarlina.

[Darastrix]

New

Name: Crow
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Birthdate: Sade 18th, y. 979 (Summer)
Elemental Sign(s): Wind x2 (winged)
Sign Location(s): Back of left hand/Center of forehead
Occupation: Bard/Spy
Homeland: Currently New Morilanta
Favoured Force: Thuoth, as the Hoarder of Secrets

Physical Appearance: Crow is pale, like most Sulan-born Winds, with jet black hair. Loose, his hair falls past his waist, but it’s usually styled in some fashion, if only a single long braid. He has fine cheekbones, a strong jaw, and a cleft in his chin. His eyes are wide and heterochromatic; his left eye is green and his right eye is brown.

Crow is of medium height and whipcord thin, and dresses very fashionably, most often combining black with blue, green, and purple to complement the feathers of his dark wings. He has a fondness for gold jewelry, and has a few gold and gemstone earrings and rings that he likes to switch out. He never wears anything around his neck or wrists, and his collars are always low or worn open.

Personality: Though once an open, easygoing man, those facets of his personality have been all but lost. Being a slave from roughly the time of Caelium’s civil war to the civil war in Morilanta taught Crow to be wary of both slaver and slave alike, to never reveal anything of himself that might be used against him later, and to collect as much information as possible to use against them. As a result, Crow is suspicious of everyone, never trusting a favour when he can’t see how the other person might be benefiting themselves, and keeping people at a distance (though still near enough to strike at them with a sword if need be). He’s a good actor and mimic, though, and can easily smile and verbally dance his way through an encounter even as he wishes death on the other person.

He takes pains to remain aware of his surroundings and often uses stimulants to that end when he grows weary, though he is aware that such substances can cause or aggravate paranoia. It’s a small price to pay, and when he finds that he simply must rest, he has things to take for that as well.

Crow has always been a bit vain with regards to his appearance, and since casting off the chains of slavery, he’s become even more so, as though to make up for the time he spent servicing his masters as a body servant.


Background:

Crow’s early life was calm and uneventful. His father was a well-to-do merchant, and his mother kept the household. His older brother, Martin, was groomed to take over their father’s business, while Crow took up the bard’s craft. Though he took lessons from the local bards, he never bothered joining the guild himself; he had a romantic notion of becoming a traveling minstrel and making a name for himself across Naruta. Reality was considerably different.

With the slave trade thriving in Maelstrom to the west, and the Clears of Lacuna to the south, travel from Talen’sul was far from safe, but eighteen and “immortal,” Crow imagined that capture at the hands of either group was something that happened to Other People, and off he went.

He managed to avoid being caught through the Clear War, and what few close calls he had only made him more bold. He didn’t range far at first, and he returned home for a time once war was over. After receiving the dragon’s blessing of wings, his wanderings were much longer. Some time after Caelium’s establishment, he ventured into the supposed “safe” and slave-free Storm capitol. Some people might have figured that some of the Storms would resent the forming of Kingdom Caelium and the outlawing of their old ways, but not Crow. To his thinking, slavery was a thing of the past, the Winds and Storms were unified (yay!), and even the Storm Dragon had said slavery should stop. Maelstrom was perfectly safe.

And then the country erupted into civil war and Mathew the usurper seized the throne. Crow could hardly hope to hide his Element; even if he could have covered the sign on his face long enough to get out unmolested, his wings were a dead giveaway. He was caught, his feathers clipped, and he was forced to be a bard and body servant to a wealthy Storm traditionalist.

At the beginning, he had hope. Talen’sul was still free, after all (never mind the fact that they’d been at a stalemate at best back with the nations were separate). But when the traditionalist slavers were uprooted and forced from the kingdom, he was one of the unlucky few who were dragged along unwillingly, and he remained bound to his masters all the way to Ekaitz. He was fortunate, in a sense, that he was never put to hard labour, but being a house slave, having to soothe his masters with sweet words and song and pamper them ate at him constantly. He hated them. And not just Ekaitz; he grew to hate all Storms.
He had overheard words of war; a clash between Ekaitz and Maelstrom was brewing. And again he had hope. He didn’t think Ekaitz was all that large, and it hadn’t been all that many years. They couldn’t possibly have a force to match Maelstrom, let alone Caelium’s collective army. Then it happened, and the result was only that Maelstrom had won the battle, Mathew, Ekaitz’s leader was dead…and Ekaitz remained?

Why hadn’t Caelium continued a march on Ekaitz itself? Why did they abandon their people who were still Ekaitz’s slaves? Maelstrom must have come to some sort of blasted treaty with Ekaitz, he decided. His king, his queen, and his country had betrayed him, and if there was any hope for escape, it would fall to him to do it.

His chance for escape did come, though in a different manner than he had anticipated. He was traded to a Morilantan slaver, and in New Morilanta, he was purchased by yet another master. This time, instead of waiting and hoping for rescue, he started to pay attention to things and quickly learned how to prove himself invaluable. Even back in Talen’sul, bards could be counted as unofficial ‘spies’ of a kind. He just had to take his natural and cultivated gifts of observation and gossip and twist them to suit Morilanta. Though still a slave, he now had some small amount of power. He didn’t give all of the things he learned to his master, of course. Some bits were useful in bribing the other slaves for things he wanted, and sometimes he could even curry favour with those allies that his master chose to share him with. And some pieces of information, he kept all to himself.

When High Priest Bastion and Imperator Negri’s split became public and the lines were being drawn, Crow danced the lines with care, slipping bits of information to both, in exchange for information useful to him. Once both men were dead and the power struggles began in earnest, Crow used his saved information to alternately bless and damn the people around him. He had a bit of wealth stowed away from the bribes he’d been making all along, and between that and his intel, he maneuvered himself into a fairly comfortable position, backed by a patron of the upper class who had benefited greatly from the work he’d accomplished under his former master’s nose.

Now he works a free bard, using his personal network of informants in his side business of buying and selling information. Currently, he has an eye to both Ekaitz and Maelstrom, hoping to gain some small detail that may be of use in sending one or both Storm nations toppling down.

[tuo]

Pre existing

Name: Calan Adaez
Age: 40
Gender: Male
Sign one: Earth
Placement: Stomach
Sign two: Ice
Placement: Tongue
Profession: Clothing Merchant (front for assassin guild work), now minor noble
Homeland: Morilanta
Birth family: Parents are dead. Two adopted sisters.
Marriage family: Married to Cloak, has a daughter(Fausta) and son(Deodan), both adopted.
Favorite Force: Efil and Taed
Physical quirk: sleepy appearance
Personality quirk: calm

History/personality: Adopted into a merchant family at an early age, Calan was better off then most of the rabble of Morilanta with a home and strict, yet steady work. After several years of work he was slowly introduced into a secret of his masters. They were part of a guild of assassins and was then trained to survive and work for the guild.

Over the years he almost died many times while most of his siblings perished in 'accidents' and eventually became a full fledged assassin in his families cell. However when Contrasta began to sink, his parents died mysteriously before they could secure a boat for themselves and left Calan's family and his sister to take over the cell and merchant business. After New Morilanta began construction, Calan quickly made deals with some of the slave traders to buy able bodied children to work for him and train as he had in his youth.

Although Calan does pay respect to the Forces, particularly Efil and Taed, he feels no paticular devotion to any of them and encourages his 'children' to have the same outlook as he feels letting the Forces dominate your life makes one sloppy in work, both in trade and assassination. In order to better run the merchant business and avoid suspicion, he and one of his 'sisters' pose as husband and wife.

[Kender Bard]

Most Likely To Be Killed: Darcy
No Love Lost: Crow
Most Overall Evil: Carl
Scariest: Darcy
Slickest: Crow
Fiendish Plotter: Crow
*new!* Most Untouchable: Calan

Everyone who entered gets a Naruta card of their choice. Brownie point prizes are as follows:

Skitz: 20 points
Jack: 10 points
Dara: 30 points
TUO: 10 points

Thank you all!