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The Eldest Knight - 1st version Victory always comes with a price. ?? Valen Al'yan Fel ?? ' The Eldest Knight ' ??? B eneath the title. Vali, Windwalker to enemies The Dragon Knight or the Champion Knight ??? T he years come and go. Twenty Six, nearing Twenty seven. ??? T he start of our existence , 20, October ??? B attle of the sexes. Male, of course. ??? G ender is nothing more than a label Fairly open when it comes to sexuality ??? H ow high is high. Six feet ??? A ren't we all the same deep down. He believes he is Human, but he isn't really certain, he never knew his mother nor his father, and he exhibits some very inhuman traits, like in his eye color and powers. ??? T here is no other I am servant to The side of Light ? ?? g ? ? ??? A place to get lost Crimson ??? D ivinely my own. GoldCrimson ??? M irror mirror on the wall. clicky Valen Fel, the eldest of the four knights in the queen's service is a man renown for his good looks. Valen is incredibly handsome, with golden hair that flows down from his head in peaceful, gentle waves, past his shoulders and down past his waistline. The hair flows in the wind even when wind isn't present, and is one of Valen's more unnatural features. Valen wears his hair loose on occasion, but most often gathers all of it that hangs down freely and gathers it into a single carefree ponytail. Valen's eyes are a beautiful shade of gold, almost molten in color the eyes show the intensity of the Paladin's gaze and the power of his wrath. Valen sports a handsome face, with well defined facial feature features and a kind, caring expression usually on them Valen is a man many women have fallen for. Valen grew up in the harsh northern climes being raised by the Kavir monks that live in the north mountains, the training he did up there shaped his body and mind in what he is today. Valen sports a strong and lithe physique, muscled lightly and highly athletic, sculpted by years of training and running, also built around his preferred style of combat, pure speed. Valen's form is tall and well sculpted, stand ing at six feet tall, he isn't a giant, nor is he particularly short. When Valen served under the queen he wore armor that fit his standards as a knight, made from Mythril and other rare metals the armor is incredibly sturdy and at the same time far lighter than any other armor that could be made. Valen's armor is light, and fits well against his frame, making it very easy to hide under civilian clothing if he wears it in several pieces instead of a full set and actually makes him very formidable when fully dressed in it. Since he and the other knights have gone into hiding Valen has taken up a very modest outfit, consisting of a simple robe that is wound a little more tightly to his body, a gray and black coloration, with green mixed in The robes were a gift from the monks of his homeland, he is thankful to have them. Lately Valen's appearance has seemingly gotten sickly, his skin has been set upon with a pallor and his cheeks have become more gaunt. The sickness that has overtaken him has subtle symptoms, otherwise Valen seems healthy, but maybe lacking sleep. ? ? Intelligent Brave Modest Reserved Loyal Chivalrous My element reflects my attitude. The air is serene and stable, gentle at times, yet at other times fierce and strong. I keep a stable head at all times, as conjuring my powers takes much concentration, as do striking out at my targets. I need to act as a stabilizing element amongst my companions, who can be anything but stable. I tend to keep to myself, there are something I just can??t let out, I hold my emotions to myself and I am not incredibly outspoken unless something needs to be said. I often make decisions for our group, but I ask them for their opinions before doing so, a leader needs to know these things before he performs these actions. I do smile and laugh, but I do not have much of a sense of humor, I don't take jokes all too well, though the younger and female knights are both good at making me laugh. I like to be happy of course, but recently it has been just hard. Finally, my loyalty to my friends is my best quality I would do anything for my friends, even in my plans, I am careful to take risks, I will happily give my life to ensure their safety. ??? T he real me. ??? T he past is history. Valen Fael, the Champion Knight, never knew his real parents, he was abandoned as a baby, perhaps for his strange appearance, or perhaps because it was destiny. In the cold north in a village that rested at the foot of the Icy mountains, The village elder found the freezing toddler on his doorstep, wrapped tightly in a bundle. The elderly man had never had a child, being a monk who had retired to the village decades before. The boy had strange features, golden eyes and golden hair, traits that he never really learned why he had in the first place. The elder took the boy in and raised him as his own son from that very day. Life in the village was comfortable, though Valen preferred to spend most of his time in the Monastery grounds that rested above the village, he was unhappy in the village, a black sheep amongst white lambs, the only member of the community possessing golden hair, and truly the only member that possessed such strange eyes. The villagers often whispered behind his back and called him cruel names such as Snake eyes. It wasn't suprising that Valen found peace amongst the monks, who embraced him despite his differences, treating him with kindness whenever he toddled through the snow to reach their monastery, which he would often visit for weeks, practicing the art of the spear with the monk's younglings. Valen's life changed when he was a tender six years old, the bandits that had been watching the region for a while took action while the monks were performing their rituals of prayer to the great Silver Dragons. The raiders crushed any pathetic attempt at resistance, burning the village as they looted and plundered. Valen's father was the last to fall, mortally wounded by the bandit leader's blade as their home burnt around them. Valen charged the man with his training spear, little more than a stick with a sharp rock on the end, the bandit easily knocked the boy across the room and with a dagger slowly made a deep cut across his chest that Valen still bears today. That was when Valen lost control, everything went black as the and the house collapsed around them. When Valen came to, he was buried in the rubble of his home, covered in blood that was not his, the bandit leader was dead, torn to shreds as if he was attacked by a beast. Valen's father was on top of him, dead, having used his last breath to shield his little one from debris. Valen's screams alerted nearby monks, who dug him out of the rubble. The entire village had been flattened, crushed by an awesome force which buried everything, and the leader of the bandits had been brutally killed by something, his throat torn out and his body shredded in a way that almost looked like he had been murdered by some wild animal. It took a couple years to get the boy to speak again, and the scars he received that night still remain, with Valen losing control of himself and his powers if he is restrained to trapped. When Valen's mind returned to him, he begged to be trained in the ways of the Spear, and the monks gave him his wish, accepting him into their numbers. Valen trained with the Monks for most of his life after that, training in the use of the spear and blade, learning how to fulfill his duty as a Monk, learning how to tame, and ride drakes, and how to slay dragons if need be. Valen built his own spear, constructing on a base level of near unbreakable Dragon's bone, and the head out of a black, incredibly hard material that fell from the sky in a ball of fire. Valen used his newfound and newly trained gift over the wind to shape the shaft and blade Valen didn't leave the monastery until he was sixteen, striking out on an errand when he came upon a group of bandits at the foot of the mountains, they were attacking a caravan, raping and killing with abandon, a sight which drove righteous fury into the male's chest. Valen descended upon the bandits, effortlessly slaying them all with his spear. One of the nobles that Valen rescued that day took a liking to the young man who had just slain people easily twice his age. The noble was a member of the Queen's court, and took Valen to introduce him to the queen to be knighted for his brave and valiant act. Upon meeting the queen Valen was shy and a little frightened, though he was astonished by her purity, and upon being in the presence of the one truly pure soul he had met in his life. Valen knelt and swore his life to the queen, a decision that he never came to regret. During his service to the queen Valen did many wonderful things, aging into a beautiful young man, then into a handsome adult. The other knights joined shortly after, and those knights became his third family. Valen trained and thought the knights as much as he could, having been raised in a society where every man is a brother, and every woman a sister, he treated them like family the moment he met them. The night the queen was murdered, Valen received a deep cut into his back from the man who he had previously called his best friend, taken out of the fight so the assassination could continue, that was when the pain began, a deep pain seeming to come from. Valen wept the night after away from his allies, unable to let them see him in tears. The queen was dead, and her death rested on his shoulders. ? d ? ??? I 'm used to it Whenever my emotions flare, it gets windy, I need to keep them under control at all times, unless I want to demolish everything around me. The fury of the wind is unmatched, so I must control my own fury or face the consequences. Lately, I have taken to smoking, it helps me relax, though I know it destroys me on the inside, It isn??t an uncommon sight to see me pull out my pipe after a fight or when I am stressed. I don??t want to know what the others feel, so far only the youngest has spoken up about this, worrying about my health when I do so. ??? R aindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. Dragons Valen has a very special relationship with Dragonkind, He is very fond of dragons, respecting their might and enjoying spending time amongst their numbers. Dragons have always been very kind to him, though he is not sure why. Valen possesses a Drake, or a nonsentient Dragon known as Highwind that he uses as a steed. The other 2 knights Open areas Freedom The Queen Sweets Natural beauty ??? W hen the dog bites. The King of darkness. Enemies of the Kingdom of Light ??? W hen the bee stings. Enclosed spaces- Valen suffers from extremely severe claustrophobia, having spent hours trapped in the rubble of a fallen building and under the corpse of his adopted father. The events scarred him for life, and any time he is stuck in an enclosed area or physically restrained he loses control, fortunately this is a weakness that is best left unexploited, as making Valen lose control means facing hurricane winds capable of literally ripping humans apart. That his illness will consume him before he is able to avenge the queen. ? ??? ?? ? ? ??? F eel my wrath. I am a master of the air, able to control the flow and power of the wind itself. Many underestimate the power of the air element, but that is usually the last mistake they make... The element of air is balanced and flexible it has methods for attack, and for defense. Wind makes my movements easier and allows me to soar through the air if I need to. To defend myself I prefer to evade my foe's attacks than deflect them. My element is also everywhere, meaning it is nearly impossible to deny me of my power short of suffocating me. My favorite use of this power is to imbue myself with the element, making me fast as the wind. I can easily evade attacks and strike many times with the speed and agility I gain through the infusion. This ability has granted me the title Windwalker. This ability allows me to quickly and easily dispatch a number of foes without any possibility of harming innocents, something I have sworn never to do. A second use of this power is to imbue my spear with the power of wind, making it sharper than any blacksmith could hope to achieve. The power of Air also has more destructive uses. I can summon storms cyclones to my whim, Gale force winds ripping apart my enemies, literally tearing them asunder with the speed of the winds and the debris, I can create blasts of air by focusing it to a point and releasing it, I can even suck the air around me or a target, creating a space with no air at all, my most dangerous ability however, is my ability to create blades of wind that rend my enemies to pieces, nearly invisible and as fast as winds, I will use these as a last resort or to finish a huge number of foes as quickly as possible. I come up with more uses at times for this... but the strain... the strain is too great to use it continuously. ??? C ower beneath my blade. Valen's primary weapon is his spear, a simply exquisite weapon forged of Dragonbone, silver, and a wide, tall spearhead forged from a material that fell from the sky. Valen's spearmanship is unrivaled in all the world, even amongst his fellow monks back at the Monastery of Ice, he has become fabled and legendary as the Champion Knight, using his spear to defend the queen from any threat he believed she faced. Valen's technique with his spear utilized his powers well, moving faster than the eye can see and striking with uncanny precision, using sweeping attacks with the blade or strikes with the blunt edge of the weapon. Valen's spear is nearly indestructible, and the spearhead never dulls and can punch through thick armor with incredible ease, a couple of the finer traits of the metal that it is made from. As a backup in case there is a time where Valen cannot use his spear in combat, such as in extreme close quarters he possesses a pair of slim scimitars named Sol and Luna. both blades are small enough to be considered off-hand weapons, meaning Valen can wiled them quickly and accurately, even holding Luna in one hand and his spear in the other. ? ? ? ??? T his connection is deep. Valen is close to the other knights... Acting like an elder brother for them. He once shared a friendly rivalry with the Cardinal Knight, sharing the Queen's affection with him and treated him as a brother. He despises the traitor and the King for murdering the only woman he has felt feelings for. ??? Y our sound of death. Nightwish - Dark Chest of wonders, Ghost love score, Planet Hell, Nemo Dragonforce- Through the fire and the flames Luca turilli - Throne of Ice, Where heroes lie Battle anthem, Prince of the Starlight General theme ??? F ulfil your curiosity. Since the queen died Valen has felt a strange pain in his chest, that of an illness gnawing away at his soul. Valen hasn't told the other knights, but at times when they aren't looking he may clutch his chest in pain. He bears whatever wound he has silently, avoiding frightening the others, but he fears it may claim his life. ??? S how them proudly . Sincerely yours, MIDDIE