Post by makimonster on Feb 3, 2013 5:48:28 GMT -5
Name: Nedrah Darzi
Player: Makimonster
Spoken Quote Color: "Fabulous!"
Skimming the Surface
Age: 27
Race: Human, Planeswalker
Gender: Male
Appearance: Tall, dark, and absolutely fabulous, Nedrah is often a stand-out figure wherever he goes, often dressing in garish colors and self-designed clothing sewn by hand and magic, along with matching makeup and nails. Even in less conspicuous clothing, the fashion mage - broad-shouldered, owl-eyed, and standing at an impressive 6'4" - often quite literally sticks out in crowds.
Nedrah's elegance and frivolous manner of dress, however, belies a dangerous ingenuity and magical skill that turns all of that - layers upon layers of cloth and sashes, many with decorative mizzium spearheads dangling from the ends (supplied to him some time ago by members of the Izzet, of course, in exchange for uniform design work) - into an equally dangerous arsenal of impenetrable living silk whips and razor-sharp jewelry, which he can telekinetically manipulate for both defensive and offensive functions and channel his mana into.
When traveling, Nedrah is often well-packed with plenty of raw materials and tools - cottons, silks, metals, needles, and the like - alongside standard journeying supplies. The main intention for these, of course, is to eventually make them into clothes and sell or trade them (making it easier to deal with local currencies as well as advertise his products discreetly across planes); but like his own clothes, he can use them as weapons if necessary.
Delving Secrets
Home Plane: Originally from an unspecified refraction of Rabiah. After his first planeswalk as a teenager, he was unable to return home due to the barrier placed around the thousand-and-one planes of Rabiah by the sorceress Nailah thousands of years before. After some years of wandering, Nedrah eventually adopted the vast city-plane of Ravnica as his home, mainly because there, it is easiest to make a living from his passion - FAAAASSSHHHIOOOONNNNNN!
Mana Alignment: Red-Blue (philosophically White?)
Specialization: A traveling fashion designer and stylist who uses artifice and telekinesis - honed and practiced specifically for quick, intricate, and needle-precise manipulation of physical materials, rather than the raw power or flight typically used by war mages - to create both fashionable and magically functional products tailored to the needs of the wearer. In short: A fashion mage.
Personality: An optimist with visions for the future as bright as the golden eyes that see them, Nedrah hopes for the best out of everyone. He understands that all people, no matter how morally sacrificing or selfless they may be, are always looking to profit for themselves and/or those they care about in the most efficient way possible (physically, emotionally, or otherwise) - everyone just wants to be happy, whatever "happy" might be for them; and no one wants to suffer, whatever "suffering" for them might be - so his goal is simply to spread kindness wherever he goes in the little ways that he does (while making a living from the thing that makes him happy, of course). While generous, Nedrah has gone through enough to recognize that he will encounter people who will also want to hurt him or others for their own or others' profit. While he gives most strangers the benefit of the doubt and even more, Nedrah is not so naive as to be unprepared; the weapons he hides in plain sight are just as sharp as his sass, wit, and ingenuity.
Speaking of ingenuity, it could be said that he's a fashion mage with the mind and skills of a crazed-but-well-meaning artificer; Nedrah takes pride in helping others and coming up with intuitive (and fabulous!) solutions for those that seek his assistance - but is, many times, just as likely to completely muck up with some loopy idea and, being rather stubborn and wanting so badly to be helpful and positive, will try and try again, sometimes beyond reason. When he does strike gold, though, you can expect it to be on the runway by the next quarter.
As for his day-to-day life and relationships with others, Nedrah is an extroverted, and sometimes overly personal and expressive sort of fellow - despite the secrets that he does keep from those closest to him. The planeswalker appreciates the beauty in everything in every world, and his passion for fashion is grounded in his vision that everyone is uniquely beautiful inside, and that beauty can and should be brought out on the outside. That said, it can often be intimidating and uncomfortable to be in Nedrah's company for too long, especially for introverts; he's a huge guy exploding with energy, who has little understanding when it comes to respecting personal space, and never understands why someone would not want to be hugged or fawned over.
Backstory: ((Ready your seatbelts, when Maki writes an OC's backstory she FUCKING HAMMERS OUT A LIFE STORY))
Thousands of years after the time of the legendary wizards and planeswalkers of Rabiah, and even longer since the Thousandfold Refraction, on a nondescript one of these thousand-and-one planes that, like all the others, had all those thousands of years to evolve on its own, the great million-to-one probability had once again become reality: a child was born with a spark, an only-child born to a line among high class scholars and mages who were more than prepared to raise the young magical prodigy to take on their trade and become an even greater wizard than his predecessors.
What they were not prepared for was the boy himself - creative and intuitive but anti-scholarly, a telekinetic powerhouse that would be a great asset to their house if sculpted into a proper mage - and one that could be the end of their line if not. And so, like education systems are oft to do, his family tried to indoctrinate the boy and "tame" his power, pushing their generations-held philosophy of all logic and no emotion, all thought and no feeling.
Still, no matter how hard they tried to cage him within the orderly marble white walls of the mages' Library, Nedrah pushed back harder, and his insatiable curiosity led him to often sneak out into the world, full of everyday wonders that no scroll bothered to mention. Life in the Library offered only a kind of intellectual diversity that fit within a strictly drawn box of scholarly acceptability that, as he discovered, often created a sort of ignorance that denied the significance and even the existence of the lower class's everyday plights. Where the mages of the Library secluded themselves from the problems just outside their walls to answer extravagant and irrelevant philosophical and political questions and occasionally made charity donations when the "plebs" complained, Nedrah recognized issues and sought to help people live better and more efficiently with simple but countless personal and inventive acts of kindness.
Life outside the box rewarded him with explosions of life, color, and culture. In the apprentice's "study" of it, fashion became an increasingly interesting subject, especially because of the significant lack of visual diversity the Library. It expressed many subtle things about people - their status, their jobs, their tastes and distastes, sometimes even their attitudes; all unique and different, with needs that sometimes needed better solutions.
In time, Nedrah realized that he could put to use the foundations of the magic and artifice he learned from his family and combine it with his interests for beautiful and functional results. While the idea of enchanted gear was not new, his vision entailed the creation of wear made not only with but in parts by magic from the first thread, not only enchanting over a given piece but allowing its magic to flow more permanently and smoothy within it, and even to repair and adapt itself with its user; the magic, material, and wearer would be more unified than ever before, and done in a way with his magical prowess and knowledge of raw materials that would be as affordable and accessible to as many people possible, tailored for every need and taste.
Based on his philosophy and interests, Nedrah painstakingly developed this project for years in secret as a young teenager, intending to reveal it and a personal gallery consisting of dozens upon dozens of accompanying demonstration ensembles - each also a generous, functional gift tailored to friends and acquaintances who had helped him - as part of his scholarly thesis and declaration of specialization needed to be recognized as a fully-fledged mage. He never would, however; when his parents found his hidden studio just before the big day, they promptly burned all of his hard work - their only words to him regarding the whole thing being, "Grow up."
Needless to say, Nedrah had never been more disappointed and infuriated than he had ever been in his entire life - even for being an emotional teenager. The final straw, however, was not that.
It was when some of his friends in the city - specifically, very close ones who had been named in his personal design notes - began to disappear; most moved away, claiming that there were opportunities for better jobs and a better life across the desert, but some simply vanished without a word. Nedrah had his suspicions, but while he knew his family to be cold, unfeeling, and obsessed with maintaining their status and respect in the Library - understandably, they did not want their peers finding out that their prize prodigy wanted to become a mere tailor - he refused to believe them to be cruel, or at least not so obsessed with power that they lacked common decency.
He would be sorely disapponted when he disguised himself as a commoner and stalked an agent of the Library to a gathering of more of his friends, who had been invited long before to the private location in anticipation of the unveiling of Nedrah's project. Nedrah, knowing full well what would happen if and when they refused this agent's "offer", set off a distraction while the others scattered and he took on the agent and his hidden company to buy time for them. Nedrah, disguised, a physically huge target, and a pacifist with little practice in combat magic despite his raw power and determination, was killed quickly. In that moment, the overwhelming power of death collided with his unrelenting resolve to stand for his beliefs and those he cared about, along with his fury at the destruction of his work - igniting his Planeswalker spark and sending him tumbling into the Blind Eternities.
With his access to rare knowledge and the old legends in the Library, the newly transcended planeswalker knew exactly what had happened, even though he had believed before that it was merely that - legend. This new revelation of freedom and power came with a price, however: the barrier of the sorceress Nailah, put up thousands of years ago around the planes of Rabiah to keep out the planeswalker Taysir - at the time an immortal and the most powerful planeswalker in the Multiverse - to this day still stands. While Nedrah's transcendance allowed his leave, he could never return home. Reluctant in worry for his loved ones but helpless to do anything, he forced himself to move on; the only thing he could do now was start the new life and identity he'd always wanted on another world.
Ten years later, Nedrah has finally grown successful as a wide-catering, generous, friendly (and secretly interplanar) merchant, stylist, and designer of quality tailored mana-imbued fabrics, gear, and armor of "otherworldly" elegance, function, and materials, with his main boutique based in Ravnica. More recently, he has gathered the gold, reputation, and permits to move his operations to a bigger and more competitive location near the Tenth District - but as it seems, with this new location and the new customers he's about to meet, market competiton may become the least of Nedrah's worries...
Player: Makimonster
Spoken Quote Color: "Fabulous!"
Skimming the Surface
Age: 27
Race: Human, Planeswalker
Gender: Male
Appearance: Tall, dark, and absolutely fabulous, Nedrah is often a stand-out figure wherever he goes, often dressing in garish colors and self-designed clothing sewn by hand and magic, along with matching makeup and nails. Even in less conspicuous clothing, the fashion mage - broad-shouldered, owl-eyed, and standing at an impressive 6'4" - often quite literally sticks out in crowds.
Nedrah's elegance and frivolous manner of dress, however, belies a dangerous ingenuity and magical skill that turns all of that - layers upon layers of cloth and sashes, many with decorative mizzium spearheads dangling from the ends (supplied to him some time ago by members of the Izzet, of course, in exchange for uniform design work) - into an equally dangerous arsenal of impenetrable living silk whips and razor-sharp jewelry, which he can telekinetically manipulate for both defensive and offensive functions and channel his mana into.
When traveling, Nedrah is often well-packed with plenty of raw materials and tools - cottons, silks, metals, needles, and the like - alongside standard journeying supplies. The main intention for these, of course, is to eventually make them into clothes and sell or trade them (making it easier to deal with local currencies as well as advertise his products discreetly across planes); but like his own clothes, he can use them as weapons if necessary.
Delving Secrets
Home Plane: Originally from an unspecified refraction of Rabiah. After his first planeswalk as a teenager, he was unable to return home due to the barrier placed around the thousand-and-one planes of Rabiah by the sorceress Nailah thousands of years before. After some years of wandering, Nedrah eventually adopted the vast city-plane of Ravnica as his home, mainly because there, it is easiest to make a living from his passion - FAAAASSSHHHIOOOONNNNNN!
Mana Alignment: Red-Blue (philosophically White?)
Specialization: A traveling fashion designer and stylist who uses artifice and telekinesis - honed and practiced specifically for quick, intricate, and needle-precise manipulation of physical materials, rather than the raw power or flight typically used by war mages - to create both fashionable and magically functional products tailored to the needs of the wearer. In short: A fashion mage.
Personality: An optimist with visions for the future as bright as the golden eyes that see them, Nedrah hopes for the best out of everyone. He understands that all people, no matter how morally sacrificing or selfless they may be, are always looking to profit for themselves and/or those they care about in the most efficient way possible (physically, emotionally, or otherwise) - everyone just wants to be happy, whatever "happy" might be for them; and no one wants to suffer, whatever "suffering" for them might be - so his goal is simply to spread kindness wherever he goes in the little ways that he does (while making a living from the thing that makes him happy, of course). While generous, Nedrah has gone through enough to recognize that he will encounter people who will also want to hurt him or others for their own or others' profit. While he gives most strangers the benefit of the doubt and even more, Nedrah is not so naive as to be unprepared; the weapons he hides in plain sight are just as sharp as his sass, wit, and ingenuity.
Speaking of ingenuity, it could be said that he's a fashion mage with the mind and skills of a crazed-but-well-meaning artificer; Nedrah takes pride in helping others and coming up with intuitive (and fabulous!) solutions for those that seek his assistance - but is, many times, just as likely to completely muck up with some loopy idea and, being rather stubborn and wanting so badly to be helpful and positive, will try and try again, sometimes beyond reason. When he does strike gold, though, you can expect it to be on the runway by the next quarter.
As for his day-to-day life and relationships with others, Nedrah is an extroverted, and sometimes overly personal and expressive sort of fellow - despite the secrets that he does keep from those closest to him. The planeswalker appreciates the beauty in everything in every world, and his passion for fashion is grounded in his vision that everyone is uniquely beautiful inside, and that beauty can and should be brought out on the outside. That said, it can often be intimidating and uncomfortable to be in Nedrah's company for too long, especially for introverts; he's a huge guy exploding with energy, who has little understanding when it comes to respecting personal space, and never understands why someone would not want to be hugged or fawned over.
Backstory: ((Ready your seatbelts, when Maki writes an OC's backstory she FUCKING HAMMERS OUT A LIFE STORY))
Thousands of years after the time of the legendary wizards and planeswalkers of Rabiah, and even longer since the Thousandfold Refraction, on a nondescript one of these thousand-and-one planes that, like all the others, had all those thousands of years to evolve on its own, the great million-to-one probability had once again become reality: a child was born with a spark, an only-child born to a line among high class scholars and mages who were more than prepared to raise the young magical prodigy to take on their trade and become an even greater wizard than his predecessors.
What they were not prepared for was the boy himself - creative and intuitive but anti-scholarly, a telekinetic powerhouse that would be a great asset to their house if sculpted into a proper mage - and one that could be the end of their line if not. And so, like education systems are oft to do, his family tried to indoctrinate the boy and "tame" his power, pushing their generations-held philosophy of all logic and no emotion, all thought and no feeling.
Still, no matter how hard they tried to cage him within the orderly marble white walls of the mages' Library, Nedrah pushed back harder, and his insatiable curiosity led him to often sneak out into the world, full of everyday wonders that no scroll bothered to mention. Life in the Library offered only a kind of intellectual diversity that fit within a strictly drawn box of scholarly acceptability that, as he discovered, often created a sort of ignorance that denied the significance and even the existence of the lower class's everyday plights. Where the mages of the Library secluded themselves from the problems just outside their walls to answer extravagant and irrelevant philosophical and political questions and occasionally made charity donations when the "plebs" complained, Nedrah recognized issues and sought to help people live better and more efficiently with simple but countless personal and inventive acts of kindness.
Life outside the box rewarded him with explosions of life, color, and culture. In the apprentice's "study" of it, fashion became an increasingly interesting subject, especially because of the significant lack of visual diversity the Library. It expressed many subtle things about people - their status, their jobs, their tastes and distastes, sometimes even their attitudes; all unique and different, with needs that sometimes needed better solutions.
In time, Nedrah realized that he could put to use the foundations of the magic and artifice he learned from his family and combine it with his interests for beautiful and functional results. While the idea of enchanted gear was not new, his vision entailed the creation of wear made not only with but in parts by magic from the first thread, not only enchanting over a given piece but allowing its magic to flow more permanently and smoothy within it, and even to repair and adapt itself with its user; the magic, material, and wearer would be more unified than ever before, and done in a way with his magical prowess and knowledge of raw materials that would be as affordable and accessible to as many people possible, tailored for every need and taste.
Based on his philosophy and interests, Nedrah painstakingly developed this project for years in secret as a young teenager, intending to reveal it and a personal gallery consisting of dozens upon dozens of accompanying demonstration ensembles - each also a generous, functional gift tailored to friends and acquaintances who had helped him - as part of his scholarly thesis and declaration of specialization needed to be recognized as a fully-fledged mage. He never would, however; when his parents found his hidden studio just before the big day, they promptly burned all of his hard work - their only words to him regarding the whole thing being, "Grow up."
Needless to say, Nedrah had never been more disappointed and infuriated than he had ever been in his entire life - even for being an emotional teenager. The final straw, however, was not that.
It was when some of his friends in the city - specifically, very close ones who had been named in his personal design notes - began to disappear; most moved away, claiming that there were opportunities for better jobs and a better life across the desert, but some simply vanished without a word. Nedrah had his suspicions, but while he knew his family to be cold, unfeeling, and obsessed with maintaining their status and respect in the Library - understandably, they did not want their peers finding out that their prize prodigy wanted to become a mere tailor - he refused to believe them to be cruel, or at least not so obsessed with power that they lacked common decency.
He would be sorely disapponted when he disguised himself as a commoner and stalked an agent of the Library to a gathering of more of his friends, who had been invited long before to the private location in anticipation of the unveiling of Nedrah's project. Nedrah, knowing full well what would happen if and when they refused this agent's "offer", set off a distraction while the others scattered and he took on the agent and his hidden company to buy time for them. Nedrah, disguised, a physically huge target, and a pacifist with little practice in combat magic despite his raw power and determination, was killed quickly. In that moment, the overwhelming power of death collided with his unrelenting resolve to stand for his beliefs and those he cared about, along with his fury at the destruction of his work - igniting his Planeswalker spark and sending him tumbling into the Blind Eternities.
With his access to rare knowledge and the old legends in the Library, the newly transcended planeswalker knew exactly what had happened, even though he had believed before that it was merely that - legend. This new revelation of freedom and power came with a price, however: the barrier of the sorceress Nailah, put up thousands of years ago around the planes of Rabiah to keep out the planeswalker Taysir - at the time an immortal and the most powerful planeswalker in the Multiverse - to this day still stands. While Nedrah's transcendance allowed his leave, he could never return home. Reluctant in worry for his loved ones but helpless to do anything, he forced himself to move on; the only thing he could do now was start the new life and identity he'd always wanted on another world.
Ten years later, Nedrah has finally grown successful as a wide-catering, generous, friendly (and secretly interplanar) merchant, stylist, and designer of quality tailored mana-imbued fabrics, gear, and armor of "otherworldly" elegance, function, and materials, with his main boutique based in Ravnica. More recently, he has gathered the gold, reputation, and permits to move his operations to a bigger and more competitive location near the Tenth District - but as it seems, with this new location and the new customers he's about to meet, market competiton may become the least of Nedrah's worries...