Valthonis Dmitri Sirbu

[Valthonis]

Account Name: Valthonis

Player Name: Max R.

Name: Valthonis Dmitri Sirbu

Age: 99

Race: Elf

Height: 6’1”

Weight: 175lbs

Occupation: Accountant

Physical Description:

Valthonis is slightly taller than the average elf. Affording him good reach and allowing him to intimidate others easily. He is slightly skinnier than most, and tends to hide this be wearing a rather long white over robe. His muscles are smooth and barely noticeable, as he is strong but in a wiry fashion. This is an affect as his work as an accountant in the town of Shim. He spends his spare time practicing sword play in his backyard.

Possessions:

Valthonis owns a reasonable assortment of robes, as well as a leather tunic and chain mail guantlets that he uses when he travels. He also has a staff and a Rapier, having acquired some skill in it through practice, and occasionally finds a friend or two to square off with and help him as well. He also has a basic survival bag prepared at all times, should he ever need to leave.

Powers or Strengths:

In addition to his natural connection to the astral plane, as well as his connection to the arts, Valthonis is a swordsman of reasonable skill, and can also wield a quarter staff with proficiency as well. He's well studied and learned but has not yet thought to try hsi ski

Weaknesses:

Valthonis is occasionally prone to being over confident, but his true problem is anxiety. He gets nervous quite often, sometimes he knows the reason, and other times he does not. He over thinks a lot of things, and this gets him tied up in logic knots. This anxiety will often cause him to be impulsive, and he will do things that do not seem like his normal rational thinking self. He lives alone because he has trouble trusting anyone, fearing abandonment quite often. When he does open up to someone, he usually gives himself too much too soon, though isolation has helped him to gain some of the occasional restraint that he can show.


History:

Valthonis was born into a middle class family in Shim. Not too high on the social ladder, but not too low either. His mother and father (he was an only child) paid for his education, and saw to it that he learned what he wanted to do. They gave him the freedom they thought he should have, and spoiled him rotten. For a while this was bad, as he did not learn to suffer for his mistakes, with his parents always protecting him. In time he fought them, and pushed them away.

His school life suffered despite how well he did in his studies. He had only limited social skills, but these grew over time. Occasionally there would be a close friend, and he did date a little bit, but nothing that ever lasted. It was almost as if he was not meant to be with someone at that point in life. His most memorable occurance was…

” I really don’t know what’s wrong with this situation Ellisime “, said Valthonis, “I mean we like each other, and such is clear, things are set in place, we’re in a world that allows us to have a relationship, and while what I’m saying makes it sound like it was easy, it really was not. We’ve been through hard times, we have suffered for what we have right now. I have hurt you, and you have hurt me, yet here we are. Happy as can be, yet not. Why why why???. Why will you not be with me the way that seems most rational and logical and correct? I mean I know I can be a bit awkward, but what is it about me??”

Ellisime smiled back at him, she always felt like she was using him somehow, even though he attempted to reassure her that she was not, his attempts were feeble. Though she would never tall Valthonis as to why. “I know that it seems like we’re supposed to be together, but like I’ve said I don’t like you that way. I’m flattered that you like me. I really am, but you should really go out and find a woman who adores you the way you adore me. Please, we can’t go on like this.”

Valthonis was frustrated at this fact, he always was, and perhaps it was the one flaw that prevented him from truly having her perhaps it was not. But his mind reeled as he came back to the present, remembering that he had moved on, he had survived. Maybe he would find someone now, maybe not. But he would always being searching for purpose in his life other than his work and studies.

Valthonis was frustrated by a lot of things from his past. He had made many mistakes and wished to avoid him. He was sensitive to the patterns of life, he always noticed that his ex’s and friends managed to find true love and romance. He never did, and was not quite certain as to why. Always alone, always in solitude, he was insecure and trusted while not trusting at the same time. He opened up to people easily, too easily because he was always yearning for that social contact… a product of his solitude. At the same time he was also insecure about whether people would return to him, or if his only contact was that which he initiated. He seldom believed that anything was stable. He was always afraid that he would like something, only to have it taken away. This stemmed again from his education, specifically he had close friends, but every two years they would leave, either to go to another province, or they would drift away. Some had resorted to common street drugs as well. Nothing ever really felt consistent to him, except for the things through which he kept up the hassle of keeping. This insecurity always made him anxious, as he would despair as to whether or not someone could be relied upon. As he became more and more insecure he would become impulsive in his impatience, doing things that some times were not him. His mind was stable, with the exceptions of those times when he was brooding over another person and the question of if they would arrive as promised.

By the time he was 50 he had finished all the schooling he would ever need, he has a friend who is a metal smith, and he does the finances and logistics (ordering resources and the like, negotiating trade routes, etc) for him to earn his keep. He also tries out new weapons on occasion, and makes suggestions for various display weapons and artistic modifications.

This life style allowed him to live both alone, yet with company at the same time. It did not necessarily suit him per sè, but it was comfortable enough that he stayed with it, biding his time until something or someone better came along that would allow him to move on. He wasn’t necessarily beholden to his friend, but he wouldn’t abandon him directly either. Despite the fact that abandonment was all he really seemed to know.

It has been about 40 years now, he is 99, and his friend as a Smith is about ready to retire, but he wishes for Valthonis to journey out, so that he can make "the one special sword" that would truly give his life meaning. So Valthonis strives to do this as best he can, going out into the world, in search of a swordsman who wants a sword.

[Frug]

I'd like to see more in the history area. It's really short, and skips over a lot of details for a character of that age. I read it, but I don't get a picture of what he's like, why he's overconfident, etc. I'd like to see more of a writing sample in there as well.

[Valthonis]

Revisions made, check it out.

[Frug]

Approved.