Captain Jalor:
a. Name: Jalor Trigor Lekswore
b. Occupation: Officer in the Drilacian Army
c. Place of work: Currently, Bel-Garmas
d. Home: Currently, Bel-Garmas
e. Age: 75
f. Physical appearance:
Head Shape: Squarish; strong jaw
Hair (color, texture, style): Golden blond, with only the slightest hint of grey; course; shoulder length, thick, wavy
Eyes (color, shape, eyebrows): Dark green; almond shaped; thin eyebrows
Nose (size, shape): Medium sized nose; long, narrow
Mouth (size, shape, color, teeth): Large; oval shaped; lips are a pale pink; white
Skin (color, texture, hair): Very light; rather rough; small amount of body hair
Physical Build: 6'5", 250lbs., broad shoulders, very muscular
Posture: While sitting: Strait back
While standing: Strait back
While walking: Strait back
What you notice first: His eyes
g. Background:
Place of birth: Beth-Ilagard
Parents: Raymond and Hannah Lekswore
Siblings: Valyar, younger brother
Places lived: Beth-Ilagard; Hi-Gormath; Nix-Ulgard; Bel-Garmas
Childhood experiences: First word: "Papa."; Favorite expressions: "For the love of all things good!", "Confound it!"
Education: Was trained by his father to fish, but latter joined the Drilacian army, were he was trained in the art of warfare by Master Bethos
Special Training: Swordplay, Norgin habits, strategy
Jobs worked: Fishing
Travel: Once he had joined the army, he traveled inconsistantly to all the places named above.
Friends: Jalor very rarely calls anyone "friend". He had many childhood friends, but they were all killed in a Norgin raid. That is what caused him to join the army
Relationship with God: Very poor; though a believer, he blames God for the death of his friends.
Greatest successes: Driving the Norgin hoards out of Nix-Ulgard
h. Characteristics:
Special skills or knowledge: Master of the Broadsword, excellent planner
Collections, talents: No collections; he has a knack for leading
What people like about him: He's a good leader, bold, and courageous
Interests and favorites:
Favorite food: Lungor meat
Favorite drink: Water
Favorite music: He likes the flute
Favorite book(s): Books are rare in Yith
Favorite sport: Swordplay
Favorite recreation: Chess (yes, they have that in Yith)
Favorite way to spent a weekend: With his granddaughter, Tina
Dislikes: Norgins, Kotu-Adam, wizards
b. Occupation: Officer in the Drilacian Army
c. Place of work: Currently, Bel-Garmas
d. Home: Currently, Bel-Garmas
e. Age: 75
f. Physical appearance:
Head Shape: Squarish; strong jaw
Hair (color, texture, style): Golden blond, with only the slightest hint of grey; course; shoulder length, thick, wavy
Eyes (color, shape, eyebrows): Dark green; almond shaped; thin eyebrows
Nose (size, shape): Medium sized nose; long, narrow
Mouth (size, shape, color, teeth): Large; oval shaped; lips are a pale pink; white
Skin (color, texture, hair): Very light; rather rough; small amount of body hair
Physical Build: 6'5", 250lbs., broad shoulders, very muscular
Posture: While sitting: Strait back
While standing: Strait back
While walking: Strait back
What you notice first: His eyes
g. Background:
Place of birth: Beth-Ilagard
Parents: Raymond and Hannah Lekswore
Siblings: Valyar, younger brother
Places lived: Beth-Ilagard; Hi-Gormath; Nix-Ulgard; Bel-Garmas
Childhood experiences: First word: "Papa."; Favorite expressions: "For the love of all things good!", "Confound it!"
Education: Was trained by his father to fish, but latter joined the Drilacian army, were he was trained in the art of warfare by Master Bethos
Special Training: Swordplay, Norgin habits, strategy
Jobs worked: Fishing
Travel: Once he had joined the army, he traveled inconsistantly to all the places named above.
Friends: Jalor very rarely calls anyone "friend". He had many childhood friends, but they were all killed in a Norgin raid. That is what caused him to join the army
Relationship with God: Very poor; though a believer, he blames God for the death of his friends.
Greatest successes: Driving the Norgin hoards out of Nix-Ulgard
h. Characteristics:
Special skills or knowledge: Master of the Broadsword, excellent planner
Collections, talents: No collections; he has a knack for leading
What people like about him: He's a good leader, bold, and courageous
Interests and favorites:
Favorite food: Lungor meat
Favorite drink: Water
Favorite music: He likes the flute
Favorite book(s): Books are rare in Yith
Favorite sport: Swordplay
Favorite recreation: Chess (yes, they have that in Yith)
Favorite way to spent a weekend: With his granddaughter, Tina
Dislikes: Norgins, Kotu-Adam, wizards
i. Bio:
Jalor was born in Beth-Ilagard, a small, lakeside village close to the northern border of Drilac. At age five, his father began to teach him to fish. He also taught him some other skills he would need for the family trade, such as how to mend a net, the best way to tell where the most fish were, and how one goes about cleaning fish. At age thirteen, he took up fishing, the family trade. He showed skill with the blade, but a life of war was not in his plans at this point. He had many friends, and they often went fishing together.
At age seventeen, as was custom, he was expected to find a girl and begin courting. His father had no plans for him in this matter, so Jalor was free to chose a girl no younger then fifteen and begin the courtship process. He set his eye on the beautiful young Noreen, a girl of sixteen, and began the courtship process. After the customary year of courting, the two were wed.
Not a full month passes when the small village is attacked by a Norgin raiding party. Despite brave fighting by all the village men, the village fell, and it was burned to the ground. Jalor only just manged to escape with his wife. He was escorting her to safety when the burning began. He was too late to save his family and friends. On that day he vowed two things- to extract his revenge upon the Norgins and to protect his wife and whatever family he receives with every ounce of strength in his body.
Jalor then went to the outpost in Hi-Gormath to join the Drilacian Army. Noreen went with him. Once there, they settled in and Jalor began his training. Noreen, being a woman, was not allowed to join, but she was allowed to live close by. For the next seven years, Jalor worked hard to become the greatest swordsman there ever was. Two years into his training, he and Noreen had a son, Julis. Two more years latter, Noreen gave birth to a girl, Rachael. Three years later, Noreen gave birth to yet another son, Markos. By this time, Jalor had finished his training and was serving in the army. For three years, he was not moved, but steadily climbed ranks. At the end of his third year, he reached captain, and there his ascent ceased.Four the next four years, Captain Jalor traveled around the country side, moving from city to city, following Norgins where ever they went. If a Norgin was south of the Norgin border, Captain Jalor was on it's tail, making sure that it's stay south of it's border was a short one. (His family did not go with him on his Norgin hunting trip's- they stayed behind in whatever city they were staying in at the time.) For five years it was like this. Jalor was often away, sometimes for months. Whenever he was home, as little as he was, he always made sure to spend at least one whole day with his family before leaving again. However, as his eldest son, Julis, got older, Jalor traveled less and less, as so to teach Julis a trade, as well as the many other things young men must know.
Julis wanted to become a carpenter. Jalor, grateful his son did not want to join the armed forces, apprenticed him to a master carpenter. It was in that same year, his seventeenth, that Julis met the beautiful young Rebeca, and a year latter, they were wed.
Jalor, of course, attended the wedding. He also stayed for several weeks to help the two settle into their new home and life. Then he returned to traveling. One year latter, Julis and Rebeca had a daughter, whom they named Tina. Jalor managed to be there for the birth, and stayed for one week afterwards to help where he could. Then he returned to traveling, though never very far, and he was never gone for more then two months at a time.
For the next seven years, that is how life ran for Jalor. The he received word that a Norgin hoard had taken a city in the north, Nix-Ulgard. He left immediately. Upon arriving, he was surprised to find that he was to plan the attack, as well as lead the men into battle. He accepted the role, and for the next six months, battles were waged in Nix-Ulgard. Finally, after a long and desperate struggle, Jalor drove the Norgin hoard out of the city.
The battle had not been over for more then five hours when word reached the celebrating soldiers that a raiding party of Norgins had been spotted heading south. Jalor and his men took off in pursuit.
It was a hard race. Jalor and his men, tired from six months of battle, fell behind at a slow but steady rate. Indeed, by the last day of the chase, it was only the smoke in the distance the kept the men going, hoping beyond hope to get there in time to save some one.
They did save someone... Jalor's granddaughter, Tina. The Norgins had attacked Hi-Gormath, where his family was. He was too late to save anyone but Tina. All the others were dead. Poor Tina was almost dead, as much from fright as from the beatings the Norgins gave her. Why they did not kill her, no one is sure. But Jalor was just grateful they didn't.
Looking out upon the once fine city, now just smoldering ruins, Jalor was filled with a rage unlike anything he had ever felt before. He led his troops into battle, killing every Norgin in the raiding party.
Jalor never recovered from losing most of his family. From there, he took Tina and moved to Bel-Garmas, where he was named Steward of the Fortress of Bel-Garmas, which was primarily used for trained young new recruits. Tina took up the training herself, dispite the fact that her grandfather disaproved of the idea. It is there that they stayed for the next seven years, until Smith came into the fort, led by Arcon, whom Jalor had met in his travels. It is there I leave him.
As you can see, this was quite long. This is why I did not... could not post sooner. I'm sorry if you got antsy.
Your comments are enjoyed!
The Writer.
Posted by Roshka
