Uriel Dresden {Ars Alt
Jun 14, 2017 20:30:52 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2017 20:30:52 GMT -6
Name: Uriel Dresden
Age: 19
Class: Acolyte
Personality: Uriel is a reserved fellow, on the surface. In most social situations he's generally easy-going and a bit of a joker as well. He's earnest and sincere, who loves interacting with people. His helpful, almost vigilante nature helps him meet plenty of new people all the time, which Uriel loves. That heroic-esq nature of his comes hand-in-hand with his difficulty to turn someone down. If somebody is in need or in trouble Uriel will rush to their aid whether he knows them or not. To others he can almost appear fearless, and he faces adversity in all it's forms with a quiet confidence. Uriel is especially protective of his loved ones to the point of almost complete selflessness.
Deep down, Uriel does have a few issues with how he's chosen to live his life. His black and white morals can and have caused a rift with his desire to protect others, and the value he places in loved ones. If someone he really cares about has genuinely done something wrong and finds themselves in trouble for it, Uriel struggles with choosing to either help them and become a hypocrite to his own beliefs, or let them take their punishment with a pained heart. It causes him to loathe himself at times and stress out. He often struggles to share these inner burdens with anyone else and keeps it all locked in.
Uriel also believes that, to an extent, his life on it's own has less merit than another's. Survivor's guilt from his childhood plagues him and, as a result, he bases a great deal of his self-worth on his ability to protect and aid another. That guilt is the root of his woes. This willingness to help someone he doesn't even know, even if it puts himself at grave danger, is a testament to this fact even if he doesn't fully recognize it himself. He struggles with finding things that make him truly happy and has a strong desire to do that, but his constant work at helping out others and standing up for what he believes in takes precedent over his own actual happiness.
His will power in the face of adversity is unparalleled. Particularly when pit against the monstrous hordes that have spawned from Ostia. He does not face monsters with any of the same kindness he tries to show towards people. Rather he can be downright merciless towards them, and overly aggressive.
Story: Uriel does remember when his family fled Ostia, but he definitely prefers not to talk about it.
Back at their home they were a rather ordinary family, on the surface. But that was what Uriel loved most about them. His mother, father, and sister were nothing special to the world...but they were everything to him. They were quite close, especially Uriel and his sister Cass, as she took care of him when their parents were out managing their modest albeit successful shop. It was a rather ordinary life, as far as Uriel could recall, but it was the only one he'd known. And he truly loved it.
Then, quite literally, everything DID change when Etruria's army marched on Ostia. Like many other families, the Dresdens began to flee for their lives when the battle swiftly turned south. The details from there are shared among many survivors of Ostia...but for the Dresdens, only Cass and Uriel safely made it out of the city, and even then Cass had lost a leg amongst the torrent of various magical bolts. From the knee down her left leg was completely gone, and the one not clean.
There were no healers or doctors amongst the fleeing refugees, or if there were they were far too concerned saving themselves and their loved ones. The task of attempting to haul his mortally wounded sister was entirely left up to Uriel. Fearful that her younger brother would lose his life trying to save her, Cass pleaded for Uriel to leave her behind. He refused time and again, even as he struggled to carry her away from the destruction. Eventually he hit his limit, though, and he collapsed.
As their home city continued to fall to ruin in the distance, Uriel watched as his sister slowly lost the rest of her strength. She'd lost too much blood, and Uriel had no means of stopping the flow. It...had only been a matter of time.
Distraught and exhausted Uriel fainted on the fields beyond Ostia, certain that he would be the next to die...and that he deserved it for failing to save his family. As it turned out fate had other plans, and Uriel found himself waking up in a sanctuary chapel near Thria. A priest and his family had found the boy and noticed he still drew breath, so they took him in.
There was no such luck for his sister. By the time they'd arrived she had passed.
Uriel was truly a shell of a man for some time after the events. Every day was an act of him going through the motions of living. He ate and rested...and when he was finally well enough to move about he began to lend a hand around the chapel, to aid the priest that had nursed him back to health. Even so his eyes were distant, and his smile hollow.
It wouldn't be for weeks that Uriel found himself once again. A distraught merchant family, much like Uriel's own, had come to the chapel to seek sanctuary from creatures that sounded as though they'd come from a children's nightmare. However they were very much real. Monstrosities and abominations that crawled into Elibe through some eldritch magic that had overtaken the ruins of Ostia...
Uriel, for the first time in a long time, felt hatred. Hatred and rage. The fact that the disaster that had taken all that he loved continued to persist and rob people of their livelihoods and loved ones...he wouldn't stand for it. Upon listening to the woman's story he found purpose for his life once again. He found a reason that would drive him forward for the next three years, and lead him to study the magic of the soul beneath the priest – he wanted to help people like her, and obliterate the monsters that desecrated his home.