Description
Before you stands a muscular and toned felar of about five feet. His eyes are
a dark emerald color with golden flecks around the pupil. His fur is
straightened and well-groomed, with precise black markings across his
mouse-colored back. His tail is ringed and his ears are tipped with a black
mark on each one. His paws are of the same coloration as his ears, tipped
with black on the end. He has long and straight whiskers as well a gleaming
white teeth. He walks with a confident gait, peering carefully aboout
himself.
Role
His Life So Far
Added Mon Aug 22 20:58:50 2005 at level 44:
Irespal was born into a small clan of Smugglers, in the Sewers of
Galadon. There he learned a few things about the two things that he cared the
most about. Firstly, he learned about the art of war. He learned how to use
his claws to their most efficient use through the teachings of the elder
felar smugglers. Also, he learned how to bartend, being the younger of the
smugglers. And the one most unwilling to do the dirty deeds, he served drinks
to calm the nerves of the Smugglers, and learned many recipes this way. Soon,
However, he opened his eyes to his surroundings and witnessed the unspeakable
horrors they commited. The torturings for a trinket, the slaying for fun. It
was awful, and Irespal twisted and turned in his nightmares. Slowly but
carefully building up a war, hate-filled lusut towards those of like mind of
the smugglers.
Soon he stormed off in disgust, to join the Heralds of the Eternal Star.
Irespal was cocky and a jester, to be sure. Though he loved every Herald
dearly and enjoyed the fun that they shared. However. As he got older, and
became initiated in the arts of the Legacies of Macalla, he realized that he
could not hope to calm his war-lust by serving drinks. After an incident with
many Imperials, he spoke with the Diamond Lord Arvam, and learned that he
needed to calm down his war a bit. At first, Irespal agreed. But after a few
hours of thinking, he realized that this incident was one of many that would
occur. He realized that he was one of war, and that he could not bear to see
the Heralds he loved harmed. With that, he joined in the Hunt. Considering
seeking squireship.