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⸻⠀the self⠀⸻
Tailo Va'as embodies kindness and generosity, tempered by a passionate disdain for aristocracy and the injustice it often perpetuates. He shuns any connection to his noble lineage, preferring the life of a commoner and champion of the oppressed. So long as he isn't forced to confront the family or birthright he has renounced, Tailo maintains a lighthearted and affable demeanor, radiating warmth and camaraderie. His dream is to one day open a tavern—a haven for weary travelers and intrepid adventurers—that will stand as a testament to his spirit. He envisions a place where a roaring fire and the heady scent of freshly poured ale will greet guests, and where he himself, always quick with a smile and a generous pour, will find joy in offering comfort and respite to those who seek it. For now, he travels the roads, gathering stories, allies, and the funds necessary to make his dream a reality. Until then, he shares his hospitality wherever he can, bringing a sense of camaraderie and comfort to all who cross his path, making even the harshest journey feel a little more like home.
ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Good
LIKES: Music, Alcohol, Meat Pies
DISLIKES: Aristocracy
⸻⠀the body⠀⸻
HEIGHT: 6'3
HAIR COLOR / STYLE: Blue, Unruly
EYES: Blue
SKIN TONE: Fair
PHYSIQUE: Lean
DOM. HAND: Right
APPARENT AGE: 35
VOICE: A firm, articulate and earthy tenor.
DISTINCT FEATURES // Although natural, Tailo has pointy ears and blue hair. ⠀
⸻⠀the ability and tools⠀⸻
Most of Tailo's talents are the result of his noble birth and militant education.
ABILITIES // Tailo is an exceptional acrobat and also has an affinity for languages.
ATTIRE // Tailo often wears a simple tawny tunic, pants, boots and occasionally a dark brown, hooded cloak.
GEAR // Whip
INVENTORY // Flask, Coin
⸻⠀the story⠀⸻
Born into the illustrious House Va'as, Tailo had been raised amidst the marble halls and lush gardens of Elven nobility. His family held power and influence in their verdant kingdom, with a strict emphasis on tradition, duty, and maintaining their pristine reputation. Tailo, however, was never content with the role set for him. While his peers reveled in courtly intrigue and the politics of power, Tailo found solace in the shadows and in the streets beyond his family's estate, his spirit yearning for freedom. From a young age, Tailo's acrobatic prowess had set him apart from his aristocratic siblings. He could often be found scaling the high towers of his family's estate or performing daring feats in the ancient forests surrounding the capital. He had been an adept learner, mastering the whip—a weapon of grace and precision—and honing his skill with darts. His linguistic talents had flourished as well, as he learned not only the ancient tongue of his people but also the languages of the allies and enemies his family dealt with in trade and war. However, the restrictions of noble life suffocated him. His parents had sought to marry him off to further secure their standing in the kingdom, but Tailo had no desire for such a fate. He yearned to explore the world beyond the pristine walls of his gilded cage and forge his own destiny. When a rebellion stirred in the lower districts of the capital, it was the final push he needed. Tailo saw firsthand the suffering of the common folk—those forgotten by the ruling class. In a single night, he abandoned his title, his name whispered only in shadows. After that, Tailo Va'as roamed the land as a rogue and a hero of the people. Known in the underworld for his acrobatics and lightning-quick reflexes, he used his whip and darts with deadly precision, striking from the shadows. He sought to topple corrupt nobles, defend the downtrodden, and protect those who, like him, had no place in the rigid systems of the world. Though his blue hair marked him as a scion of a noble house, Tailo wore it as a badge of freedom, not constraint. He was no longer bound by the titles of his birthright but instead by his oath to the common folk. In Tailo's heart burned the desire for justice, tempered by his wit and charm. Though his noble lineage granted him insight into the workings of the upper class, his true loyalty lay with those in the alleys and taverns—those who had nothing to offer him but their trust.
Tailo dreams of owning a tavern that locals will one day call The Blue Door, tucked away between old stone buildings, offering hot food, a warm hearth, and full flagons of ale to all who enter. In his mind's eye, he sees it as a haven for weary travelers, farmers, and laborers seeking respite from the harsh realities of life. He imagines himself moving through crowded tables with a relaxed grace, offering a friendly smile or a well-timed jest. By day, it will be a place of comfort and camaraderie, but at night, the tavern will transform into something more. He plans for a back room, hidden behind a shelf of dusty old books, where those who fight against the injustices of the realm can meet in secret. Here, he envisions listening to whispers of corruption and tyranny, his sharp eyes and ears taking in every detail. Though still a dream, Tailo's imagined tavern would weave together his dual lives, providing shelter and hope for the common folk while plotting the downfall of those who would oppress them. For now, he gathers stories, allies, and the means to turn this vision into reality, all the while striving to be the kind of man worthy of such a place.
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