Harlon Recklosh
Jul 29, 2018 15:24:51 GMT -5
Post by Harlon Recklosh on Jul 29, 2018 15:24:51 GMT -5
HARLON RECKLOSH
OOC Name: CROOKED
Face Claim: Eddie Redmayme
General Information
Race: Blutsauger
Age: 52
Physical Age: 33
Herz: Unknown
Height: 5’11
Weight: 168 lbs
Caste: Middle Class
Occupation: Civilian Sergeant
Physical Description: As with most blutsaugers, appearances can be deceiving. Harlon has nearly weaponized this fact. Few would peg his real age as early fifties, tending to think he’s in his early thirties at the oldest. Harlon is fine with that, as he prefers his opponents to underestimate him. His boyish good looks and slight frame disguise the fact that, as with all of his race, he is deceptively fast and strong. His skin is pale, but despite, or maybe because, of the effect of the sun on his skin, he has a dusting of freckles. His features are quite angular, with sharp cheekbones, almost blade-thin nose, and strong, but pointed chin. Normally, he has a charmingly distracted look on his face, but it’s mostly an act: little gets past his keen green eyes. His lean build is muscled, but he’s so skinny looking that his clothes, while fashionable enough, usually hide this fact. Often, his strawberry blonde hair is artfully tousled.
However, there’s a darker side to Harlon that shows up outside most professional or social settings: he can be almost shockingly sensual when the mood comes upon him. His features shift to become darkly mysterious and appealing. He only tends to employ the smolder when he’s seeking out a partner, which often occurs during his free time. He's got a mission and he's not afraid to use his body to get the job done.
Personality Description: The nagging feeling that something is missing has always haunted Harlon. So he decided to search for it. All his life, what has driven him is his search for answers and, though he won’t tell this to most people, his hunt for his Herz. Though many of his race considered the Herz to be a myth or a fool’s errand, Harlon was a true believer. As a child, he was constantly investigating mysteries, as he thought of them. Time tempered his natural curiosity and intelligence into an almost coldly dispassionate logical approach to his work, though those who know him better than that know there’s a fire that drives him ever forward.
However, his treatment of the puzzles and his drive to solve problems in his life and work doesn’t make him antisocial; in fact, Harlon tends to be willing to talk to pretty much anyone. Partially this is due to the knowledge that anyone could be his Herz, but mostly it’s because he likes people and finds talking to them fun. It’s probably because people are the most intriguing mysteries of all and Harlon loves picking them and their personalities apart. Of course, he also likes people in other ways, and tends to find and move on to new partners for his bed quite easily. He tends to be fairly easy-going except when it comes to catching criminals and fighting in defense of the kingdom. Then, the warrior inside the man comes out to play and he turns into a fierce soldier on the side of the royal family and the people. He is also a consummate professional at work, and leads the men and women below him with a firm but gentle hand. As the head of part of the army that liaisons most directly with the civilians, Harlon believes its important for the general security forces and the military more broadly be seen in good stead by the populace. That means he's careful to bring any errant soldier in line and in implementing new policies.
History
Harlon was born to a blutsauger father, Ehlen Recklosh, and a human mother, Hyla Ranni, both members of the working class. Ehlen was a grunt in the navy while Hyla worked as a laundress. Harlon’s mother was his father’s Herz, but she didn’t reciprocate Ehlen’s feelings so much as recognize that Ehlen would give her a better life than she’d had growing up. It was obvious to Harlon growing up that his parent’s partnership was one-sided, and for Hyla, at least, based more on necessity than love. Perhaps that’s why Harlon is his parents’ only child, since although Ehlen was devoted to Hyla, she was indifferent to many of his advances and cared more about what he could give her than building a family with him. Besides, Ehlen was often off fighting.
Growing up a halfbreed blutsauger was certainly an interesting experience, especially because Hyla wasn’t much interested in raising him and Ehlen cared more about her than he did about Harlon. That meant Harlon was often left to his own devices, and while he had his schooling, he was allowed to explore in his free time. It meant that he developed quite the extensive knowledge of the streets and neighborhood, and even some of the underground for someone who wasn’t quite a street urchin.
At the age of eighteen, when he officially became an adult, Harlon immediately signed up for the army. He’d determined that the best way to advance his prospects and meet new people, because despite all his explorations, he still hadn’t found his Herz. He proved to be a natural fighter, which meant he avoided by weeded out like many of the other hopefuls. The gifts bestowed on him by his race, along with his dedication and intelligence, helped him pick up new martial skills quickly. It was also discovered, once he completed training, that he had a knack for leadership and tactics, and he slowly but surely began to rise through the ranks.
At the age of twenty-four, Harlon underwent his metamorphosis, and once it was complete, he found himself with slightly increased taste and touch, but a highly enhanced sense of smell. In fact, depending on the amount of blood he has consumed recently, it can become downright debilitating. He had to take to carrying around nose plugs at all times just in case he encountered a strong enough smell.
For the next eight years, Harlon continued to work diligently as a member of the military, but he didn’t miss the growing resentment against magic people. Harlon mostly kept his sentiments to himself, although he wasn’t a fan of the powerful, almost godlike mages, who lorded it over everyone, even the royal family that were Harlon’s superiors. Perhaps his growing hatred of the magical among them wasn’t as subtle as he’d thought or perhaps he’d manage to distinguish himself more than he’d realized, because he was recruited as part of the team that ended up conducting the raid against the magical community.
It was successfully beyond their wildest dreams and as a reward for his service Harlon was promoted to higher and higher ranks. With each one came exposure to more power and new communities, but not the one thing he craved most: his other half. Eventually, he was appointed as the Civilian Sergeant, a role that he’s performed with distinction.
Tag: Grant & Vee
OOC Name: CROOKED
Face Claim: Eddie Redmayme
General Information
Race: Blutsauger
Age: 52
Physical Age: 33
Herz: Unknown
Height: 5’11
Weight: 168 lbs
Caste: Middle Class
Occupation: Civilian Sergeant
Physical Description: As with most blutsaugers, appearances can be deceiving. Harlon has nearly weaponized this fact. Few would peg his real age as early fifties, tending to think he’s in his early thirties at the oldest. Harlon is fine with that, as he prefers his opponents to underestimate him. His boyish good looks and slight frame disguise the fact that, as with all of his race, he is deceptively fast and strong. His skin is pale, but despite, or maybe because, of the effect of the sun on his skin, he has a dusting of freckles. His features are quite angular, with sharp cheekbones, almost blade-thin nose, and strong, but pointed chin. Normally, he has a charmingly distracted look on his face, but it’s mostly an act: little gets past his keen green eyes. His lean build is muscled, but he’s so skinny looking that his clothes, while fashionable enough, usually hide this fact. Often, his strawberry blonde hair is artfully tousled.
However, there’s a darker side to Harlon that shows up outside most professional or social settings: he can be almost shockingly sensual when the mood comes upon him. His features shift to become darkly mysterious and appealing. He only tends to employ the smolder when he’s seeking out a partner, which often occurs during his free time. He's got a mission and he's not afraid to use his body to get the job done.
Personality Description: The nagging feeling that something is missing has always haunted Harlon. So he decided to search for it. All his life, what has driven him is his search for answers and, though he won’t tell this to most people, his hunt for his Herz. Though many of his race considered the Herz to be a myth or a fool’s errand, Harlon was a true believer. As a child, he was constantly investigating mysteries, as he thought of them. Time tempered his natural curiosity and intelligence into an almost coldly dispassionate logical approach to his work, though those who know him better than that know there’s a fire that drives him ever forward.
However, his treatment of the puzzles and his drive to solve problems in his life and work doesn’t make him antisocial; in fact, Harlon tends to be willing to talk to pretty much anyone. Partially this is due to the knowledge that anyone could be his Herz, but mostly it’s because he likes people and finds talking to them fun. It’s probably because people are the most intriguing mysteries of all and Harlon loves picking them and their personalities apart. Of course, he also likes people in other ways, and tends to find and move on to new partners for his bed quite easily. He tends to be fairly easy-going except when it comes to catching criminals and fighting in defense of the kingdom. Then, the warrior inside the man comes out to play and he turns into a fierce soldier on the side of the royal family and the people. He is also a consummate professional at work, and leads the men and women below him with a firm but gentle hand. As the head of part of the army that liaisons most directly with the civilians, Harlon believes its important for the general security forces and the military more broadly be seen in good stead by the populace. That means he's careful to bring any errant soldier in line and in implementing new policies.
History
Harlon was born to a blutsauger father, Ehlen Recklosh, and a human mother, Hyla Ranni, both members of the working class. Ehlen was a grunt in the navy while Hyla worked as a laundress. Harlon’s mother was his father’s Herz, but she didn’t reciprocate Ehlen’s feelings so much as recognize that Ehlen would give her a better life than she’d had growing up. It was obvious to Harlon growing up that his parent’s partnership was one-sided, and for Hyla, at least, based more on necessity than love. Perhaps that’s why Harlon is his parents’ only child, since although Ehlen was devoted to Hyla, she was indifferent to many of his advances and cared more about what he could give her than building a family with him. Besides, Ehlen was often off fighting.
Growing up a halfbreed blutsauger was certainly an interesting experience, especially because Hyla wasn’t much interested in raising him and Ehlen cared more about her than he did about Harlon. That meant Harlon was often left to his own devices, and while he had his schooling, he was allowed to explore in his free time. It meant that he developed quite the extensive knowledge of the streets and neighborhood, and even some of the underground for someone who wasn’t quite a street urchin.
At the age of eighteen, when he officially became an adult, Harlon immediately signed up for the army. He’d determined that the best way to advance his prospects and meet new people, because despite all his explorations, he still hadn’t found his Herz. He proved to be a natural fighter, which meant he avoided by weeded out like many of the other hopefuls. The gifts bestowed on him by his race, along with his dedication and intelligence, helped him pick up new martial skills quickly. It was also discovered, once he completed training, that he had a knack for leadership and tactics, and he slowly but surely began to rise through the ranks.
At the age of twenty-four, Harlon underwent his metamorphosis, and once it was complete, he found himself with slightly increased taste and touch, but a highly enhanced sense of smell. In fact, depending on the amount of blood he has consumed recently, it can become downright debilitating. He had to take to carrying around nose plugs at all times just in case he encountered a strong enough smell.
For the next eight years, Harlon continued to work diligently as a member of the military, but he didn’t miss the growing resentment against magic people. Harlon mostly kept his sentiments to himself, although he wasn’t a fan of the powerful, almost godlike mages, who lorded it over everyone, even the royal family that were Harlon’s superiors. Perhaps his growing hatred of the magical among them wasn’t as subtle as he’d thought or perhaps he’d manage to distinguish himself more than he’d realized, because he was recruited as part of the team that ended up conducting the raid against the magical community.
It was successfully beyond their wildest dreams and as a reward for his service Harlon was promoted to higher and higher ranks. With each one came exposure to more power and new communities, but not the one thing he craved most: his other half. Eventually, he was appointed as the Civilian Sergeant, a role that he’s performed with distinction.
Tag: Grant & Vee
