Aldean

It's dangerous to sacrifice

It makes your blood run to throw the dice

It's dangerous, it's what you like

It's what you'll die for, to live this life

-Within Temptation -- "Dangerous"

Vital Stats

Class: Bard

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 242

Hair and Eyes: Dirty blonde/dark brown

Hometown: Seagarden, Jade Islands

Alignment: Neutral

Deity: Holy Order of Ea

Description

He stands at a couple of inches over six feet in height, with broad shoulders, a muscular build and hands that are callused in places that suggest a warrior, a worker, or both. Even features and the defined cheekbones of the Cerenzans are coupled with Cerenzan dark eyes beneath a shock of dirty blonde hair that falls past his collar and is held out of his eyes by a silver headband studded with small gems at the edge of his hairline. His skin holds a hint of darker skin somewhere in his ancestry in its deep tan, and a hint of scruff seems to perpetually shadow a strong chin that looks like it should be clean-shaven and never really is. Wide lips and a mobile expression are given to warm and charming smiles or snarls of anger with equal ease.

Clothes often vary depending on time of year, what he's doing, and his own whim. Look at him on the game to see the changes.

What's Known About Him

Background

"In the end, alehouses be pretty much all the same. Adventurin' ... at least I see new and different horrors every week."

Hailing from Seagarden in the Jade Islands, Aldean makes no bones about his humble beginnings or upbringing as a sailor's brat, or about his dissatisfaction with life at sea. He's been known to remark that sailing, for all its billing as a life of adventure, really isn't. It's about hard work, bad food, and the same trap over and over. Get money, get drunk, sleep with girl, have her steal your stuff, go back to sea, lather, rinse, repeat. He's alluded in public conversation to having been both crew and bosun, but is less forthcoming about that. He picked up his bardic training in Rune with someone named Sylaen, and sometime probably not long afterwards, made port in Alexandria, spent his pay on adventuring gear, and decided to try his luck with the Explorer's Guild.

In Alexandria, he's known within the Theatre District as a talented drummer and a cappella singer with a powerful baritone voice. Recently, that voice has developed an odd but compelling behavior -- it's as if he has a ghostly echo of it, like he's singing with himself. It's much more audible when he is casting spells but can be heard in normal performance as well, if one listens closely.

Personality

Once upon a night we'll wake to the carnival of life

The beauty of this ride ahead such an incredible high

-Nightwish -- "Last Ride of the Day"

Gregarious, open, and good-natured, Aldean's a creature of instinct and passion first and reason and logic second. He's pretty flexible about who he'll work with on every alignment axis. He likes sunlight, people, and a good pint of ale as much as the next man. For him, music is about joy, sharing and community, as it is on shipboard, and he's more than happy to perform if asked. It's just fun for him.

This is not to say that he's made entirely of warm fuzzies. He's not opposed to turning his skills and talents to sub rosa work as needed to accomplish his mission. He's pragmatic in the end and will do what needs doing to get out of his current predicament alive. He does not generally enjoy being a jerk, but push the wrong button and he can display a hot temper that is without remorse or mercy. There aren't too many things that trigger such a flip, but if triggered, someone will pay and very likely in blood.

He adventures because he loves it -- it makes him feel alive as nothing else in the world does. Maybe a warm bed and a good pint of ale makes a good life, but in the end, it's boring. It doesn't feed a fearless and endless curiosity about the world and its people, and though wild horses couldn't make him admit it, the thrill of risking one's life, walking the edge and living to tell the tale, is his bread and butter. Seeing distant places and peoples, and learning their ways. This is what life is all about to him, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

Music is to him his connection to other people, and to the sacred. Such a connection is not always easy for him to explain or express, but he's unlikely to turn down a chance to play for others. It is, though, that connection that he seeks in the end, just like he seeks to connect by learning about others.

There is one exception to this openness and curiosity: Artifice bugs the crap out of him and even he isn't sure why. He thinks it's creepy and belongs at the bottom of the sea.