Sivaraju
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Sivaraju
| Age 42 |
| Gender Male |
| Origin Suldaza |
| Occupation Grand Enforcer, Bodyguard to Minister and Merchant - Monk |
When unyielding force must be introduced to the foes of the wise rulers of the sands, Sivaraju with open palm, clenched fist and endless resolve acts under the yoke of authority to forestall the rebellious and iresome forces of the desert. The many hands of fate made manifest, Sivaraju stands tall and obedient to the whims of those that study the winds of fortunes and act in benevolence of society. A living barrier to the chaos that thrives, Sivaraju does protect the vision of those that by right of station and authority do command him, a beastkin who serves the structures of power with what unshakeable wisdoms they have earned through discipline.
The yoke of stability requires the might of shoulders such as his to bear. The disciplines of the Steadfast Hoof and the Interrupting Hand provide the path to prove himself loyal to the deeds that must be done. The politics be left to those with trained eyes and governing vision to see the way, the clarity to see such deeds complete be Sivaraju's service endless, relentless, brawn born standing tall, the might enacted, the hands that act in peace and war.
Thunderous in his approach when direction to be the clarion of combat, still and calm in astute diligence to those that govern the peoples of the sand, the temples stand protected, the roads made safe, all manner of ordeals endured and born by his stature, the worthy didacts of the desert given power by his loyalty and prowess.
It is his shoulders that the giants of the desert do stand upon, it is his knee that bends in solemn service so that others may stand above the chaos.
Our hands are formed at the behest of the need, our tread be decree displayed.
Our stride sets the soul to tremble, our vision serves the guiding tides of dune born blood.
Before us is the shifting sands of destiny and the faded will of waifs to faith.
Seal the doors of trepidation....
For the dread of the days stands ready,
The halting hand to notorious belief.
- Sivaraju
The yoke of stability requires the might of shoulders such as his to bear. The disciplines of the Steadfast Hoof and the Interrupting Hand provide the path to prove himself loyal to the deeds that must be done. The politics be left to those with trained eyes and governing vision to see the way, the clarity to see such deeds complete be Sivaraju's service endless, relentless, brawn born standing tall, the might enacted, the hands that act in peace and war.
Thunderous in his approach when direction to be the clarion of combat, still and calm in astute diligence to those that govern the peoples of the sand, the temples stand protected, the roads made safe, all manner of ordeals endured and born by his stature, the worthy didacts of the desert given power by his loyalty and prowess.
It is his shoulders that the giants of the desert do stand upon, it is his knee that bends in solemn service so that others may stand above the chaos.
Our hands are formed at the behest of the need, our tread be decree displayed.
Our stride sets the soul to tremble, our vision serves the guiding tides of dune born blood.
Before us is the shifting sands of destiny and the faded will of waifs to faith.
Seal the doors of trepidation....
For the dread of the days stands ready,
The halting hand to notorious belief.
- Sivaraju
Appearance
| Height 9" |
| Build Imposing and clad in brawn |
| Hair N/A |
| Eyes Golden |
Mighty and tall, Sivaraju moves as one with dignity and purpose. No weapon upon his person, ghostly arms appearing at his direction, his titanic form is the door before door, the fortress of his betters, the voice of deference that is as hushed or as deafening as is needed. Eyes that see through the cloud of confusion, a mind well suited to temple life and a frame unyielding to the trials of mighty displays of combat, he can inspire terrors unknown and deep calms pervading by his example.
Personality
Wise, yet with power to command to enforce such truths against the insipid and belligerent ways of the contentious, dedicated to the martial craft that provides his leaders with assurances to their plans, Sivaraju is a being of discipline, deference and loyalty. A soft word and application of alms for the needful is performed as readily as the halting hand, assurance and wisdom earned through trials of the sands and eyes that do not blink to their truths. Hard work is no stranger to Sivaraju, and toils performed to maintain the guidance of governance is accepted as one accepts water in the desert, with grace and understanding of it's vitality to the body and soul.
Skills
The Oasis of the Steadfast Hoof and the Interrupting Hand - A Way of Life, Powerful Wisdoms Enacted by Palm and Fist : The life of a monk grants many hardships, but much prowess. Martial combat without a weapon, a lifestyle that reveals much in the majesty of fate. Mysterious and religious, Sivarju is a flurry of ghostly techniques in trials of martial skill, hands that halt hearts and feet that stand unbroken. Flesh that knows no indulgence, mind that seeks the beauty perfection that graceful function of power that is his duty.
Poetry and Performances of the Temples: From guarding the doors of besieges sites of belief, to the ringing of bells or the lightning of candles, to the stillness of meditation, to the charities provided by hard truths to strangers, Sivaraju is a servant the spiritual and the political all the same. His words are often spoken as a prophet might, with lyricism and poetry, with assurance of the placement of his voice. He often refers to himself as, "Us," or "Our," when driven by purpose not fleeting.
Unshakable: What terrors lie in the hearts of the mortal men carry no authority within his heart. While fear is a tool, Sivaraju governs himself without tarnish, while his body might quicken and his reactions may strike out in speed of peril, his words, mind and morale does not yield to the whims of fear. What small pleasures in the world have been traded for this clarity of purpose, a higher state that still allows fluctuations of concerns, yet no dominance by emotions that turn servants fleeing and traitor to themselves.
Deep Meditations, Resonate Hands: A stillness can be attained earned by years of brutal insight and hard training, through the wisdoms of the temples he had toured and defended. The spiritual world of magic does not weave to him, yet he may affect the waters of reality so that his martial wit may sting that which thinks itself immune to shocking displays of his might.
Poetry and Performances of the Temples: From guarding the doors of besieges sites of belief, to the ringing of bells or the lightning of candles, to the stillness of meditation, to the charities provided by hard truths to strangers, Sivaraju is a servant the spiritual and the political all the same. His words are often spoken as a prophet might, with lyricism and poetry, with assurance of the placement of his voice. He often refers to himself as, "Us," or "Our," when driven by purpose not fleeting.
Unshakable: What terrors lie in the hearts of the mortal men carry no authority within his heart. While fear is a tool, Sivaraju governs himself without tarnish, while his body might quicken and his reactions may strike out in speed of peril, his words, mind and morale does not yield to the whims of fear. What small pleasures in the world have been traded for this clarity of purpose, a higher state that still allows fluctuations of concerns, yet no dominance by emotions that turn servants fleeing and traitor to themselves.
Deep Meditations, Resonate Hands: A stillness can be attained earned by years of brutal insight and hard training, through the wisdoms of the temples he had toured and defended. The spiritual world of magic does not weave to him, yet he may affect the waters of reality so that his martial wit may sting that which thinks itself immune to shocking displays of his might.
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