Full Name: Morenin N’Tal
Nicknames: Mor, Morie, Faithful

Biographical:

Level: 86
Class: Shadowknight
RP Power: medium
Race: Ary’dal
Gender: male
Date of Birth: Thirteenth day of Deadening
Age: 27
Hair: white
Skin: dark brown with a bluish cast
Eyes: black
Height: 5’10” (Tall, I honestly can’t judge height on the in-game models)
Weight: 160 lb.

Place of Residence: North Freeport
Place of Birth: a Commonlands nomad camp

Relatives: Trastan N’Tal (son), Maleo N’Tal (cousin), Maethor N’Tal (cousin), Tamur N’Tal (cousin), Naeth N’Tal (cousin), Saewyn N’Tal (half sister), Tydor N’Tal (half brother)
Enemies: Windrunners in general, Taureth Ad’Onnen, Savani
Allies: Bloodthorn

Occupation: Bloodthorn enforcer, foot soldier of Evil, freelance jerk.
Crafting: 90 Jeweler

Appearance: A wide variety of piercings, some in unusual places. Tall and fairly muscular from his training regime. Long braid in painfully tight order. Easily mistaken for a teir'dal at first glance. His back is heavily scarred with marks from childhood “correction”, but he usually keeps his back covered.

Fashion of Choice: Brightly colored, a little tight, but easy to move in. The court styles are a favorite.
Armor of Choice: ornate black plate
Weapons of Choice: A big ol’ smashing hammer, or a magical sword found by Bloodthorn in the heart of Befallen.

Special Abilities: Leaving people wondering if he actually meant to insult them or if it was an accident. Any shadowknight abilities using poison or disease use cold and darkness instead. Piercing improbable portions of his body. Been known to find the correct path by tossing a lucky coin with his eyes closed (probably sheer coincidence).

Personality:

Alignment: Orderly Evil
Motivations: Recognition and service to his god and his liege.
Disposition: Angry and moody.
Outlook: Distrustful

Religion/Philosophy: Thule, with a strong dash of superstition. Gives a general acknowledgment and sacrifice to other gods as he deems appropriate, including the Overlord, as god of Freeport. Has basically Romanesque views on theology.

Sexuality: Bisexual

Positive Personality Traits: Efficient, knows when to keep his mouth shut, dedicated, dutiful. Keeps his word to the letter if you can get him to give it. A closet romantic, though he’ll beat anyone saying so.
Negative Personality Traits: Verging on obsessive compulsive, superstitious, slightly vain, complete lack of compassion for anyone he doesn't care about, vindictive. Tends to lack ambition and loathe to waste energy on things that don't interest him. Surly 85% of the time. Frequently rude and/or unpleasant.
Misc. Quirks: Is almost always impeccably groomed (barring emergencies). Can probably justify anything that suits him without realizing he's doing it. Has a certain amount of contempt for intelligent undead (they're out of the gene pool, therefore largely irrelevant to the future). Incredibly fastidious- but once he's dirty, he might as well destroy you as an object lesson…

Affiliations:

Guild: Bloodthorn
Guild Rank: Orthodox- Fear Division
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Interests:

Likes: Neatness, luxury, sex, being left alone, sleeping under the sky (he’d never admit it).
Dislikes: Chaos, dirt, Neriak and its citizens, interruptions while working, idiotic co-workers (aka guildmates).

Favorite Foods: Fayberries
Favorite Drinks: Thexian wine
Favorite Colors: Bright red or blue

Hobbies:

Details:

Played by What Famous Person: Patrick Kale



Theme Songs: Won’t Back Down- Fuel



Flat On the Floor- Nickelback




History:

DISCLAIMER: Morenin is nasty, surly, and frequently in a poor temper. He'd hate most of the world if it wasn't so much gosh darned work. When he insults you, that's him being himself, rather than the player

N'Tal is an odd but likeable fellow. I only met him in a bar once, but I wouldn't mind fighting alongside him for the Overlord. Though he is young, he has an air of a grizzled veteran about him. He is a bit grumpy and doesn't have the 'clean' look of a soldier, but I bet he's done his bit for the City. That gives him every right to be condescending, even if he's just a half blood.

I love morie lots and lots!!!!!!!! He said we're lovers too so it's totally mutual, except he doesn't want the world to know. He's a lil ashamed of me (which sucks) but gettin' used to bein' with me in public (which is good!) Morie an' me are gonna be together forever and ever and ever.

Stuff I like about Morie:

• Jewelry!!! He has tons of it and it is really shiny and cool too and ye can play with it. So it's totally badass.
• He likes clothes a lot an' I do too. So he's badass but not careless about his looks.
• He always smells nice because he is a total clean freak, which also means ye can always pounce him an' he won't be dirty.
• He gives me lots and lots of attention
• He helped pay for my PONY!!!! And like the other day he also gave me this shiny bead necklace that is magical I think. Dunno. But like he's nice to me.
• When I get sad or angry I usually get my way, so he listens.

Stuff I dun like so much about Morie:

• Sometimes he dun takes me seriously when it is about serious stuff, just cuz I'm not in Bloodthorn and cuz I'm from the 'hood.
• He can be a bit emo and complain-y at times. Like bein' grouchy for stupid reasons.
• He's a control freak which sometimes bites me in the ass.

Morenin N'tal is a surprisingly useful pawn, even if he really needs to get a grip on his emotions. I really ought not elaborate in public.

Insignificant and not worthy of my attention. I had seen him at the confessional a few times. Hard to read...not that I tried much. With a little training though..maybe from Lady Zalatea he might become a threat. I know she was everything in teaching me control and how to use my skills.

The door man at the Black Anchor? Yeah... decent sort, I suppose. More than half the time I've seen him, he acts like he's got one of those big trees you see out towards the Wastes in Kunark wedged up his ass. Though given some of the crowd I've seen in that bar, I don't really suppose I could blame him for being that uptight. That many people with that much power in that small a space, some of whom already don't like each other near as I can tell... well, let's just say it figures.

All things considered, I'd rather see him at the door than behind the bar. My drinks don't really need a shot of 'surly' in them.

Do you know, he actually smiled at me? I bet he could be a lot of fun if he ever learned to unwind. Something going on there between him and someone else I know, I bet - there's just something about the way he says her name that gives a girl a hint. Sure, he's surly, but that style of bartending seems to work for him. I wonder if I could coax a laugh out of him? Might be interesting to try!

All things being equal, this one's not someone I'd like to dally with, but maybe there's a chance for sport of a different kind...

((Switched to the new sheet format and updated whatever's changed.))

Oh? The grumpy fellow, yeah! Never, ever touch anything on one of his workbenches or else he'll blow a vein. Not even the small bits. Which, in itself, is pretty funny. Y'know, your standard sneer/eyebowy Teir.

Wh- he's a halfie? Really! I honestly though he was completely Teir! Wow. Huh. Guess you can't judge a cover by it's book. By the...cover. Yeah. Would totally fit in with the grumpy wrinkled governors in Neriak. Less wrinkled, though, 'course. Y'know.

Really, though, never mess with his workbench.

A decent Ayr'dal I ran into in Gorowyn. He's well dressed, speaks with intelligence, and organized. He didn't seem comfortable behind a bar, serving drinks to the crowd, but he didn't behave like a fool either. I am guessing the common bartender was not available; if this is the case, then he shows initiative to get things done.

He's a bit sensitive, though.

This scaleless one would be a good male if he had been created as one of the creators children. Perhaps the creator will reward his unshakable faith in reforging him in death when it is chosen to be its time. For now he serves the lord well, far better then most and honors the old traditions even not being one of scale. Adheres to much to arbitrary stations of the softskins and can be most ill respectful of Thule's children, even the elders.

This spiritualist has always regretted the creation of the Morenin a something other than a scaled masterpiece. He is instead a metal-burdened half-human that suffers the false belief of lineage when he is nothing more than a bastardization of two lesser races. Perhaps the Lord will make him an Iksar when he has perished in service, rewarding him for his struggles of softness and skin.

He is very liked all the same, for he is more devoted than most of the race that are known. The Orthodox also has the tendency to sunder many trees each year to be deposited upon my desk in the form of numerous reports. The true language of this half-human is scritch, scritch, scritch upon paper until all that can be reported will be reported. He once wrote to note that he found it unreasonable that guards rarely gave interest in his presence. Some beatings later from his part and all was well.

I believe I am going to teach him the proper ritual of sacrifice as my elders had taught me one day. Faith is greater than blood when blood is weak and stinks of heresy.

I should be furious with him for what he did to me, but in truth I feel sorry for him. I believe in loyalty just as much as the next but his blind faith keeps him ignorant. He can be such a strong man when he wants but I think he enjoys letting others walk over him at times. That masochistic attitude must be the only thing attracting him to someone like Cheslan. Every organization needs their minions, even the high ranking ones.

I'll never hold it against him for being this way, its just such a shame.

He's an alrigh' sort. Can't remember if'n it was him o' the dark elf o' both o' 'em that was skeptical 'bout Skullbuster... He reached some crazy conclusion that I shouldn't mess with a dwarf who's addled 'cause he worships that durned crazy fear god instead o' Brell, like those Iksar. Thinkin' he's got o' bit o' the crazies 'imself, but he's alrigh' otherwise.

Morenin ... he's visited the tavern with his cousin and I've had a chance to briefly chat with him. He doesn't seem to be a very happy sort, but he's polite and has handed me a compliment or two that I've enjoyed. I attempted to open his tastes to drinks other than his standard bloodwine, but he seemed wary at best *shrugs*. I DID promise not to poison him ... and I was actually sincere this time! Really!

I enjoy his conversation, but I have the feeling there is something lying under that cool surface that may be interesting.

A recent guest at the Ossuary, I found him so well-dressed and genteel that I almost mistook him for Teir'Dal. He is possibly the most worth Ayr'Dal I've met to date as regards the finer things and seems to occupy a position of some nobility within his Order. A welcome change from Freeport's typical brand of rabble.

I feel a connection to this man. His mind is open to me and he hears me clearly, not just the emotions but what is under it all. He can be grumpy and rude, but he likes order the bestest and he really doesn't seem to like conflict very much. Sometimes I think he'd make a good paladin then he follows an order and does something I don't quite agree with and I get scared, knowing he'd do it to me if the Lady said to.

I suppose that his unswerving obedience to her is a good thing, because she will protect him, and his family. His child will grow up safe because of it. The Lady is powerful and cunning, conniving and political and all of that keeps us safe from harm.

I know that if I were ever in trouble, that Morenin would come to collect me. He's very solid that way. I might not like the repercussions, though.

A singularly clever abomination. The fact of his existence disgusts me, but ah, look what he has done with the hand he has been dealt. He is inventive and intelligent and sensitive and seems to have truly made something of himself. At times when speaking with him he almost seems to be Teir'Dal. Also, he is a fellow jeweler, but not in direct competition with me, so there is a sort of kinship there. I hope to get to know him better in the future.

I had the wrong idea about this one... seems he really is human afterall, well I mean, as err.. well, you get my point.

Thought he didn't have much else to him besides work and being Cheslan's spineless boy toy. Come to find out the guy can throw back a good amount of whiskey and not worry about that woman, even if it was for a short while.

I like him, not to mention he seems loyal as hell.

I've only gotten to meet him a few times, and only once when we were clashing blades. So I cannot say I know him very well, but I think I've gotten a good enough impression, so I believe. He seems very annoyed, or perhaps just easy to anger, but I suppose that’s a natural bias he would have toward me given I tried to cut his throat previously. However, he is definitely has himself together in the way he conducts himself around his others in this interesting little cult he seems to be in. Actually, he appears to be in a position of power within the Bloodthorn, and the Bloodthorn itself is in position of power. I believe he could be a good contact at best, and at worst he could be practice in finishing what I started. I’d prefer the former however, and I’ll do what is tasked of me even if he’s got me chasing my own tail like right now it seems. My oh my, how things change. Just got to keep playing the game until I learn it and make it my own game.

The large mouth finds the Orthodox to be likable enough. He does not see it often enough to regard it as more than one of the Minion Crocodiles, though he holds the inkling that it is somewhat a Boss Crocodile itself. After all, when Bacon comes to it, noises are made and then creatures come to tend to Bacon's interests. The pond is cleaned, the food brought, and attentions given. He enjoys the role employed by the Minion-Boss Crocodile.

He also likes how polite it is to his Big Crocodile. It never raises a voice and causes upset.

He used to come into the Ossuary on a fairly regular basis. He always seemed fairly cordial to me, if a little stand-offish, though I've heard rumors to the contrary. I suppose if he's Thulian, which I'm sure he is, there has to be an interesting chink under that calm demeanor somewhere though. It might be fun to see that, actually. He hasn't been around lately. I wonder what happened.

Morenin is a capable... oddly Thulian, Teir'Dal. Once bound with Cheslan, he finds himself wandering alone. I have not seen him in some time. Though Cheslan is my friend before Morenin, I still wish him well.