Caldr Nársen
Caldr Nársen
Caldr Nársen has recently arrived in Ancarlia, hoping to bring some balance to the benighted kingdom. A former slave of the Witch Queen of Lagrey, the focused and serious Ulstanger is seeking some way of utilising the deadly Words to which he is bound for the common good.
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Tall and slender, Caldr moves with a dancer's grace. While not powerfully built, in combat he is swift and purposeful, moving between foes in a beautiful and deadly choreograph.
His face and body are marked with Ulstanger tattoos that denote him as property of the Witch Queen of Lagrey; Daphne. The magical ink glows luminescent in response to use of his divine powers.
Caldr wears the stark clothing common to his people; black layered cloth and leather trimmed in white, with a fur-mantled cloak. He is fastidious in his appearance and cleanliness.
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Caldr is driven by a keen desire to do good - to leave the world a better place than he has found it. Unlike some of his allies, his gifts do not easily lend themselves to anything bar destruction and death, so he has determined to bring this ruin down upon the evil, the monstrous and the vile.
Social
Contacts & Relations
Previously knew the Witch Queen of Lagrey Daphne Milaela
Family Ties
Caldr has no family he is aware of - he cannot recall his life before his servitute to the Witch Queen.
Religious Views
Caldr is undecided on the nature of the Godbound and their place in the universe - are they beings of destiny, born to lead humanity into a golden age? Or simply agents of chaos - inheritors of a bygone era and undeserving of the awesome power they wield?
Social Aptitude
Having lead a somewhat isolated existence in the court of the Witch Queen, Caldr is deeply ill-equipped for common social interactions. The formal and often harsh practices of the Ulstang courts has little in common with the cultures of other nations, and he often finds himself struggling to comprehend the mannerisms of his fellows.
Hobbies & Pets
Caldr will commonly spend his free time reading, however does enjoy gardening and cooking. Though, due to the nature of his divine gifts, the latter two are rarely successful.
Speech
While softly spoken with a slight Stangir accent, Caldr speaks formally and is unfailingly polite.
Relationships
Wealth & Financial state
With no requirement to eat or sleep, Caldr has not found much use for the currency of the land, and has only maintained enough to keep himself and his clothes clean and in good repair.
The courteous but unsettling former slave of a deathless Witch Queen.
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Alignment
Neutral Good
Age
Appears to be no more than 20 winters
Date of Birth
Unknown
Birthplace
Spouses
Daphne Milaela
(Owner)
Siblings
Children
Current Residence
Pronouns
He/Him
Gender
Male (He/Him)
Eyes
Luminous blue with black sclera
Hair
White
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Pale
Height
6'0"
Weight
160 lbs
Quotes & Catchphrases
"In Ulstang, vhen a child is ungrateful ve tell them the story of Veðrfölnir, the vhite hawk who lives atop the vorld, vatching to svoop down to eat the eyes of naughty childs."
"I have fulfilled my oath. Today, I keep my pinkie."
Lyrics of the "The Thanes of Dragon's Fall"
Riding, riding across the plain,
See them riding home again.
Bright their shields, bright their chain—
The Thanes of Dragon's Fall.
They have gone where shadows creep.
Their blades a bloody harvest reap.
Another beast put fore'er asleep
By the Thanes of Dragon's Fall.
On their fingers gem rings gleam.
Of such baubles, the very cream
Falls into the hands, in a steady stream,
Of the Thanes of Dragon's Fall.
In a dark hall the Lady sits alone,
Her bright eyes gleam as white as bone.
Her dark spells a-hunting roam
For the Thanes of Dragon's Fall.
With cruel smile, a web she weaves.
From each Knight, his soul she cleaves.
Armored bones are all she leaves
Of the Thanes of Dragon's Fall.
Riding, riding, their skulls a-grin—
Past the gates, the Thanes ride in.
Sorcery now their souls doth spin
Of the Thanes of Dragon's Fall.
Ladies scream at the touch of bone,
As skeletal Thanes come riding home.
Undead now, fore'er to roam,
Are the Thanes of Dragon's Fall
Hear them riding, nearer outside.
Never sleeping, doomed to ride.
There's no place where you can hide
From the Thanes of Dragon's Fall.
Day One
Í dag ek arriveð inn borginn ór oaths. Þat er smár, nei meiri þan villager, en þat hafar kastle ok dockr. Þat gerir mik hugsórr heima.
þat er hí ek met fleiri fólk lítmikr, godbounð. Fjórir ór þau. Ek knáttfeelr þeirpresencer, líthearingr noteanórr forgottenr song.
dante ór abyssrinn. Tricksterr með nature, en seems til harbour djúprr anger. Ek em eigi munu hví. Hann appears til hafsumrr subtle kommanð ór fate, ok megappearr fran shadow ok jafnvel nýtatt darkness þat sjálfr sem brimirr. Hann er kapable ór kruelty, en þessi seems reserveð eingfyrirr hans foes. Hann khose eigi til takbloodyinnr path í dag. Ek em pleaseð.
tiasette. Hon seems gentle ok kinð. Réttr kinðinn ór godbounð ek var hoping til vita. Lítmikr, hon khose eigi til engage inn violenceinn í dag. Ek em kurious til sjá hvernig far þessi mercy extends. Hon tekr rikki joy inn hanwordsr. Ek wish til learn fran hana, though ek worry hon simply gerir eigi enn feel burdeninn þeir bera.
khepri, scorcheðrinn konungsson. Bolð ok kommanding. Hon hafmaktr, ok hefr þat openly. Hon states hon inn á missionr ór konquest. Ek munu admit hanattituder koncerns mik flestrrinn. Ór allr godbounðinn ek hafmetr, hon seems klosestinn til hvat atheocracyinn believe oss til munu - tyrants, engines ór destruction bent eingtilr subjugate þau weaker þan oss. Monsters . However, ek nú óderstanð hon gerir eigi mæli ór konquest sem fleiri fólk gera - konquest til hanerr meansr til einn endi, ok at endi er bettermentinn ór allr humanity. Loftyr goal, en ek believe hon réttr knáttmunur able til gerþatr. Með sumr fylgjagð.
almost á instinct vér hafjoineðr forces. Þat seems rit til gersvár. Þat turns út kastleinn belongs til dante ok tiasett. Þeir hafkindlyr agreeð til share þat með khepri ok ek.
vér gerði góðr thing í dag. Vér rescueð eleven kinder fran slavery. Eptir dante ok khepri slaughtereð þeirkaptorsr. Twenty-nine andlátar. Ek gereigir hugseinnhverrr ór þau vóro necessary. Þat var lítwatchingr infants fit bjarnr - þeir knáttgerar oss nei harm. En þeir, dante especially, seemeð til takgleer inn murderrinn. Þessi troubles mik. Though, ek var gratifieð er þeir vóro konvinceð til spare hyenainn villagers ok meet með þeirleadersr. Vér hafagreeðr til obtain þau matr. Þeir hafprovideðr oss mapr til locationr belonging til oasianstatesr. Þeir expect oss til takmatrr fran þau. Þeir segðvérr hafalreadyr gerumk enemr ór oasianstatesr með taking kinderinn aptr, svá stealing matr fran þau skulu munu ór nei koncern.
ef vér gerþessir, vér Maymunur able til konvince hyenaantilr endi þeirtrader inn slaves, ok vér munu prove til munu meiri þan engines ór destruction. Vér Maysjár ef monsters megmunur khanged, eptir allr
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