Enris Erem Verdtai

The first word that comes to mind when describing Enris is not handsome or sexy (although both of those are true) but blunt.  He means what he says and says what he means.  It’s not that he doesn’t think before speaking, he just doesn’t care or see the point.  He thinks it’s a waste of time to say things that you don’t mean just because you’re afraid of what others think of you or because society says it’s the right thing to do.  Not to say that he doesn’t have social graces, he does.  He’s polite and greets people properly (he’s not rude!) but once you actually get into a conversation with him his bluntness begins to show itself.  He’s definitely not the one to ask “Does this make me look fat?” because he will tell you if you look fat and not only that but he’ll keep going and say everything else that’s wrong with it.  Perhaps that’s why he has yet to be married. . .

Enris is a little distant towards others.  After all the fighting he went through, he lost some, if not most, of his optimism.  He has seen how easily people can die and perhaps that is why he distances himself from others and yet he does not completely shut people out.  As mentioned before, he still greets people and talks with them but he’s always careful not to get too attached.  Why get attached to someone who could die the next day?  It’s pointless.

He is also prideful but he has good reason to be.  He is one of the best Innates out there, he knows it and so does everyone else.  He doesn’t think he’s better than everyone, he just thinks--knows his magical ability is.  He isn’t conceited towards other people unless they challenge him or question his ability.  Enris does not get angered often (he has learned to control his anger over the years) but question his ability to fight and his control will start to slip and you just might find yourself regretting ever doubting him.

He has a strong moral compass and rarely deviates from it.  His sense of right and wrong is not black and white, but it’s still very strong.  He won’t do something he perceives as wrong but will fight with every ounce of strength he has for something he sees as right.  Don’t get the idea that Enris is out to bring justice to the world, because he’s not.  He just simply acts accordingly and strongly to what he feels should or should not be done.

As an Innate, Enris uses magic.  As a Kerrian, Enris uses very strong magic.  His main focus is controlling the flesh of others.  It is in his blood as his whole lineage was particularly skilled in that ability.  Now, to explain this ability.  Controlling someone’s body is much like. . .puppeteering.  Enris throws out invisible lines of energy, and much like a spider that can feel the vibrations from its web, so can Enris feel when someone comes into contact with his energy lines.  When this happens, the lines attach to that person’s body, digging under the skin to attach firmly to the muscle.  It is in this way that Enris will have a direct connection to a person’s body.  Using his will, he can manipulate the body part(s) that he has a connection to.  He even uses some finger movement (again like a puppeteer) to help visualize the control.  If that person’s will is stronger than Enris’s (or any other flesh controller for that matter) they can fight back and try and take control of the body again, but this is very rare.  Only the strongest willed people can accomplish this, and there are very few in this world like that anymore.  Obviously, if you don’t get caught in Enris’s web, he can’t control you but because you cannot see the energy lines, you must feel for them.  Only another innate or someone versed in the magical arts can (or anyone with a hint of magical ability) can or has the potential to do this.  However, Enris decided years ago to use this, his main ability, as a last resort only.

Along with his main focus, he’s also very skilled in controlling metal.  This is from the Tyrisian in him.  Anything metal he can manipulate, from something as small as a nail to something as large as an iron ship.  He cannot create metal from nothing just as you can’t create matter from nothing.  He can only manipulate what he is given.  No matter how much he manipulates something, it will always have the same mass (unless he cuts some off of course).  For example, he can take a sword and bend it and melt it and change it into an ax but it will always have the same weight and mass as the original sword.  The only way something will have more mass than the original is if he combines two or more objects together.

Enris prefers long-ranged fighting but can hold his own in close combat as well.  He may not be as skilled as someone who specializes in it, but he can handle himself long enough to get the battle back to his comfort zone.  He carries a couple of small daggers hidden on his person for this purpose.

Innates have had a rough history to say the least.  They were originally genetic experiments and elves hunt them for sport.  Enris’s family never let him forget their history.  From childhood his grandparents would tell him stories of the horrors that were done to their kind, they would beat it into his head . . . he never forgot.

Enris came from a family that specialized in controlling other people’s bodies.  It was a rare gift and they were also very good at what they did.  They were given contracts and hired every which way and soon amassed quite a fortune.  Despite how far his family had climbed up the social ladder, they still never forgot where they came from.  It was into this rich and history worshipping family that Enris was born.

Early on his family could see his potential.  At the age of 5 he was controlling their pets and other various animals, forcing them to play with him.  At the age of 8 he was learning fighting techniques that were normally taught to teenagers.  At the age of 12 he was sent out on his first battle.

He thought he had been ready for his first battle but it was beyond what he had imagined.  Actually seeing people dying next to him was much different from training where he was described what it was like.  Hearing the screams of fear and smelling the stench of blood and rot shook him badly.  It took him a week to get over the shock before he finally sucked it in and dealt with it.  He returned to training and his family was pleased to see that the shock had not hindered his skill.  If anything it had improved it.  Enris wanted to get stronger, strong enough so that battles like that wouldn’t happen.  He would get strong enough to end things quickly to reduce the amount of blood shed . . . ideals of a fool. 

As he grew older and more powerful, he realized that what he had dreamed of would never come true.  There would always be blood and that wouldn’t stop no matter how strong he got or how hard he tried.  If anything, his strength only brought more death as more and more people wanted to hire him.  In the end, he became disillusioned and stopped trying to “save” the world.  There was nothing he could do for the world, the only thing he could do was focus on his present actions and hope he didn’t kill too many people.  It was around this time, in his early 20’s, that he decided not to use his flesh controlling skill unless it was absolutely necessary.  He had seen what it could do and he decided that the less he used it the better.

Now here he is at 30 years of age, joining the Ardent who searches for an all-powerful relic.  Why does he join?  He doesn’t know.  He has hypotheses but even he doesn’t know for sure.

His favorite kind of food is meat, steak preferably but any meat will do.  He’s never gotten married which disappoints his family but with going from contract to contract he’s never had time for romantic thoughts.