Description
Gexartonn stands 6 feet and 7 inches tall, making him quite tall,
even for a High Elf. From head to toe he is the epitomy of a
warriors in this day and age, with everything from how his armor is
varios and disimlar in regional heritage, to the multitude of
weapons carried in sheathes and readily handy straps. Though it
appears that these items are strategically placeds so as to not be
cumbersome to his deft movments. As you see past his various pieces
of armor it appears that his elven physique is beyond reproach. His
long elven blond hair is woven into a long braid that is etined
throughout with royal blue cord made of fine suede leather. His
almond shaped emerald eyes twinkle with an inner light that one
finds themselves staring at as he gazes to and fro. His face is long
and chiseled as if he were carved and not bore while his lips are
thin, and rose in color which gently holds a smile from time to
time. He stands erect and gazes around stoicly. He seems to be
niether shocked nor intrigued by anything that going on around him.
Role
Icee Drinks are also good too. Maybe get a hotdog?
Added Sun Jul 3 16:53:30 2005 at level 42:
Things changed as I grew older, or may it isn't that they changed
but that I have changed I maybe wiser, or I maybe less foolish, but
I find that my ideologies and Ethics to not hold the power they once
did.
While in constant battle for my life in this world, I have found that
no matter how hard I tried to convert people to a good path I could
not. For what I failed to realize is that no amount of preaching
will make someone change. They have to want to change. So I stopped
preaching.
After I made this realization that others would not change if they
did not want to, I started self reflection. I had seen in my travels
many other forms of religon and beliefs. And I asked myself, "In a
world with out a higher power to which we can all judge our actions
by, how can I say that anyone else is wrong in their ideology?" To
which I can only answer, "I cannot Judge."
So with this realization I find myself at a cross road.
To one path
I can accept that in my own belief system, that higher power does
ot exist, and that no man's choices are more wrong than another's.
Or to the other path
I can accept that my ideology is wrong, and I can begin a search for
that higher power, the God, or thing. Hopefully finding truth, and a
true standard for living.
Though this crossroad may seem easy, it is not. For my pride is
telling me to accept my old beliefs that their is no god, no higher
higher power, for it sets me free of all obligation in my life. I
can do anything I want. My heart and soul tell me that there is
something out there, I just have not found it. The road to the
other path would bring into account my previous actions, be very
difficult and full of pain.
I cannot choose the easy path, I have never taken the easy path in
life. That is why I became a warrio, it was not easy. I could
just as easily have become a thief. With no ties to my fellow man,
because of razing myself in the deep woods, I could run and hide,
Take what I wanted, and no one would be the wiser.
So the choice in paths was a simple one to choose, but where do I go
form here? The Acolytes of the golden sun have always been good to
me. I can speak with them, and maybe they can give me guidence.
Though I don't know about their passifistic nature. Turning a blind
eye to violence against them is not a proper solution to their
problem.
My journey starts with that first foot step... I step forward.
Bring some popcorn... In the begining.
Added Thu Jun 23 03:02:22 2005 at level 1:
I began my journey as a warrior on the Day of the Moon, 21st of the
Month of the Shadows. I stalked around the Academy caverns and
found severly pieces of Fine leather armor that is "stratigically
placed". I assume by these clever techniques that we will learn
attention to details. Aside from that I met a interesting character.
He was a drow by the name of Daimonious. I did not catch his
lastname for he came around quickly and quietly. Being drow it was
understandable that his initial reaction was to spit in front of me.
As if that was a posed insult to me? I proceeded to speak with him
and our conversation was something like this.
I Retorted 'One often finds the vile taste of evil to much
and must spit it out from time to time to bare it.'
(I was hoping that this would lay a seed of doubt about his current
course of actions layed out in his life.)
Daimonious told me 'I care not for your words, only for the day
that I promote you to the captain of my armies'
('Oh witty,' I thought, 'idle threats at such a youthful time.')
I told Daimonious 'One day you will and I will exchange more than
words, but for now I shall battle your wicked ways and saliva as I
can.'
(So thus I stated to him that I will fight against his wickedness one
day but for now we will only banter.)
Daimonious told me 'Ah, I see the subtlety of my quip passed you
by, never mind cousin, that is not all that will.'
(I guess he needs somekind of reassurance from others that he is
intelligent,)
So I told Daimonious 'I quite understood you medlings in the dark
arts. A living captain I would not be.'
(I hope he was reassured. Ha!)
Daimonious replied to me 'Perhaps I underestimated you, you may
proove a worthy foe......'
(I suppose I will have stroke his ego from now on. Though I thought
more to the meat of the conversation and decided that I should get
back to seriousness. 'One should always pass on wisdom,' my father
would tell me.)
I told Daimonious 'Underestimated is something one can ill afford I
have noticed of this world. You of all should be on your toes for
Others are not as passive agressive as I am.'
(I was insinuating to the fact that he was drow and easily burned by
the touch of mithril.)
I also told Daimonious 'But death comes to us all. Excape it how
ever your can but you will yet seeks its embrace in the end.
(I was thinking that given his chosen path he would fight life as
best he could and maybe even become undead. Though I know that
eventually the immortality of living death would comsume him like it
has all before him.)
Daimonious told me 'You have perhaps come as close as you can to
seeing the truth of all things with that statement.'
(If you truely see your life this way why would you continue it?
Odd man I thought. It was a splended conversation but I needed to
get on with my training, so I wrapped it up.)
I told Daimonious 'I doubt we will speak much more after this so I
will say Good days to you, and I hope you embrace the want for
goodness, for your Character is your fate. '
(Another stab in the dark heart that he will not be happy with his
chosen path.)
Daimonious told me 'Make sure you live, do all that you can to
survive, I will even pray for you, one day soon we shall
Out of Popcorn? Get some nachos. It goes on.
Added Thu Jun 30 06:52:47 2005 at level 28:
That is all I can say of them. Blind to outside Ideas,
to reason, blind to logic.
a Druid a follower of the forest but says "fuck the forest"
I tired to persue his line of reason for falling me twice.
the second time was my own fault.
said that my elven morality was blinded and flawed because of
and cultural upbringing. I questioned him on this because I
not raised by elves or anyone for that matter. I was abandoned,
lost in the woods at an age where I wasn't able to function
at all, but some how I had always found food and things to
on and I grew up in the deep forests of the world. After I
told him this he flat out changed the subject and his ideas.
said That I am blind, yet when I ask him to explain his
to me so that I can analize it he simply fills up the air
slander, calling me fool.
said we were all the at the core the same. We have the same
urges and lusts
then said we have all the same truth and core. That it was anger
and greed.
found all of this to be contradictory, for I knew in my heart that
had no anger, not hatred and no greed. When I tried to bring this
up to him he simply turned his ears away from me and ignored
found that as he finished speaking I had been so dedicated with
conversation of trying to bring him to see the flaws of his
that I had wasted away phyically from lack of food and water.
soon as I realized this I passed out from exhaustion surely to
from lack of energy.
and behold I did not die! Leeyantra just happened to return to
temple at which I was presently located at. By some sheer luck
was saved.
for a short time. for Peltorian (I maybe mispronoucing his
Summoned me gave me a stern look up and down. I asked him if
wished to speak with me when he left. He said aye he did, and
I should meet him at the Inn. So I ran to the Inn of eternal
to speak with him and see if I could attempt to change his
on his chosen path. I turns out that is was merely an attempt
my life by him. Which he tried very hard to do but failed. Even
so far as to use his powers of invisability to pretend to be
else.
I am blind? Maybe I am the one that has been truely the fool
think I could change people. I need guidance. If only someone
help me as I try to help others.
Out of Popcorn? Get some nachos. It goes on. 2.0 *last version has parts cropped*
Added Thu Jun 30 06:55:53 2005 at level 28:
Blind! That is all I can say of them. Blind to outside Ideas,
blind to reason, blind to logic.
Len a Druid a follower of the forest but says "fuck the forest"
After I tired to persue his line of reason for falling me twice.
Given the second time was my own fault.
He said that my elven morality was blinded and flawed because of
social and cultural upbringing. I questioned him on this because I
was not raised by elves or anyone for that matter. I was abandoned,
or lost in the woods at an age where I wasn't able to function
almost at all, but some how I had always found food and things to
survive on and I grew up in the deep forests of the world. After I
had told him this he flat out changed the subject and his ideas.
He said That I am blind, yet when I ask him to explain his
philosophy to me so that I can analize it he simply fills up the air
with slander, calling me fool.
He said we were all the at the core the same. We have the same
desires urges and lusts
He then said we have all the same truth and core. That it was anger
hatred and greed.
I found all of this to be contradictory, for I knew in my heart that
I had no anger, not hatred and no greed. When I tried to bring this
things up to him he simply turned his ears away from me and ignored
me.
I found that as he finished speaking I had been so dedicated with
the conversation of trying to bring him to see the flaws of his
logic that I had wasted away phyically from lack of food and water.
As soon as I realized this I passed out from exhaustion surely to
die from lack of energy.
Lo and behold I did not die! Leeyantra just happened to return to
the temple at which I was presently located at. By some sheer luck
I was saved.
Only for a short time. for Peltorian (I maybe mispronoucing his
name) Summoned me gave me a stern look up and down. I asked him if
he wished to speak with me when he left. He said aye he did, and
that I should meet him at the Inn. So I ran to the Inn of eternal
stars to speak with him and see if I could attempt to change his
mind on his chosen path. I turns out that is was merely an attempt
on my life by him. Which he tried very hard to do but failed. Even
went so far as to use his powers of invisability to pretend to be
someone else.
Maybe I am blind? Maybe I am the one that has been truely the fool
to think I could change people. I need guidance. If only someone
would help me as I try to help others.