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Posted: Oct 3 2017, 11:20 AM
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*Trigger warning for murder, blood and bucketfuls of angst!*
I used to think I was a ghost. I didn't know. I made mistakes, but I made friends too.
I awoke in the dark, dank, the smell of death and decay hanging in the air. My name is Cole...and that is all I remember.
The White Spire, a gilded cage for mages, brought against their will and imprisoned so that the world was safe from magic. That was what they were told, the Templars always watching, judging, waiting. The good ones remembered that the mages were people, but most wanted to kill. So did some mages, but the Templars bound their magic , killed them or made them dead inside, unfeeling, uncaring, Tranquil.
No one could see me, hear me, even knew that I was there. Sometimes they could, but they didn't remember. They knew that someone was killing the mages who wanted to die, couldn't cope, too much. They never saw me, so they thought I was a ghost. I became the Ghost of The Spire. No one could see me or remember me. I wasn't real, could feel the fading, darkness reaching in until I wasn't me any more. They only saw me when they were lost to hopelessness, helplessness. They wanted mercy, a quick death. To them and only them, I was reaI and I was alive. I used the knife to end their pain. I didn't know there were other ways to help.
Rhys was a mage, but he could see me, remember when the others forgot. I killed because I thought that was what I had to do, made me feel alive, but he taught me that I was wrong. I thought I was giving them peace, mercy, and end to their pain. My only friend saw me as a monster, but the Templars saw him and thought he was the one who was killing.
The old woman came and took him to Adamant Fortress, Adrian too. The Lord Seeker sent Evangeline, a Templar with them, to kill if they got too much. I was afraid for Rhys. I followed, to keep him safe. He was my friend. I wanted to help, to stop the killing if things got too sharp.
What they found their scared the Lord Seeker, a man who had made himself real, a demon summoned to end the Tranqulity. It killed everyone and made nightmares, but my back in the cupboard on the bad day. I had a father, a sister. He killed mother and I killed him. I tried to save Bunny. I killed her too. I didn't mean too. I was trying to keep us safe. I thought these memories were my own. I didn't know. Rhys saved me and we went back. We shouldn't have gone back.
The mages wanted to be free. The Lord Seeker wanted everyone dead. Adrian wanted blood, killing other mages to force the fight. Evangeline was kind for a Templar. She helped the mages. Rhys was hurt, bleeding, weak. I helped him down the secret opath to escape. The Lord Seeker found us, I tried to hide, keep Rhys safe, unseen, you will not have him, nose explodes, shower of blood! He saw us, said the words that showed I wasn't real. He called me a demon, just another parasite that has wormed it's way into our world, feeding on the things it cannot have! Rhys couldn't look at me. I lost him. I lost everything.
Rhys escaped with Evangeline, Old Woman sacrificing herself for the woman her son loved. Even though she was a Templar! I remembered what I was and that there was a real Cole. He died alone in the dark, banged, bloody and starved. The Templars had forgotten about him, left him to die in a dungeon. I reached through from The Fade, tried to help but couldn't. So I became him. Cole. They killed him and then destroyed everything, made it so that he never existed. I held his hand as he died. He whispered two words. Thank you. I remembered and I was angry. The Lord Seeker had to die for what he had done. I killed him.
You reach across, mindful, meaning...all the hopes you carry, fears you fight. You are theirs.I knew what I was, knew that I had to be stopped if once again I fell to felling. I taught myself to be more like what I was and I helped. The rebellion had begun, mages leaving and Templars killing. The mages killed too. They didn't care who got in the way.
I stayed until The Templars left, and then I followed. Most became cursed, corrupted when they reached Therinfal. The new Lord Seeker wasn't real, a demon taking his face. Many of the Templars were red and dead and done. The Envy Demon wanted the Elder One to rule, to take what he thought was his and become a god. Fear inside. Blackness like a pool of hate. So much has changed, I need to stop it. Bend it to my will!
The Herald helped, the mark making them more, sealing rifts and banishing demons. He attacked Haven, but he didn't want or care about the village. He was angry. He wanted The Herald dead.
He was stopped, but the village was gone. So many people died, inside and out. Solas lead everyone to Skyhold, an old place, a new home for the Inquisition. They made The Herald Inquisitor and then I tried to help those who were still hurting from Haven. Some wanted mercy, help. I wanted to end their pain. I stayed. I helped. I helped to save the empress. He wanted her dead. The Grey Wardens were tricked into using blood magic, binding demons and then themselves to Corypheus. We went to Adamant and stopped them. The Herald allowed them to stay, even though they killed their own people. I was scared, afraid of being bound to bad mages, like the demons at Adamant, walls around what I want, blocking, bleeding, making me a monster! Solas wouldn't bind me. They said they could find an amulet that would keep me me. I woke up here.
Abilities and StrengthsCole is a Spirit of Compassion, so he is pretty much hard wired to help people. He can do this by 'listening' to the thoughts and feelings of others, kind of like mind reading. He doesn't usually pick a random target and focus, rather he listens and homes in on whoever he thinks needs him and helps. Sometimes it can be something as simple as giving food to the hungry or a blanket to the cold, while at other times just a few kind words of encouragement or inspiration are needed to try and get people back on their feet.
This brings me on to more abilities, though without the Fade they don't always work quite so well in Kadath. The the power to make others forget that he was even there, or even to not be noticed at all only works if he makes a conscious effort for either to be the case. Otherwise, he can usually be seen around, though some would think of him as little more than a ghost. He can still watch, listen, help and move on, with no particular consequence toward him. If he makes them forget, then they will remember that someone helped, or maybe just feel better and think the positive thoughts had been their own all along. He doesn't mind that sometimes it helps more if people forget the young man who gave them water when they were thirsty or whispered soothing words in their darkest hour. Sometimes, it's easier that way. What matters is, he helped. Even if most would find it sad to be forever attuned to the pain and inner turmoil of others. Not to mention at times their darkest and innermost secrets!
Cole is also adept at duel wielding daggers, though he is presumably self taught. He is pretty deadly in combat, though he prefers to use his skills to end his foes as quickly and quietly as possible. He will even kill people, if he deems them a threat to tohers, though he is slowly learning that maybe he shouldn't kill for mercies sake alone. He is fast and hard to see, especially when it is not known if he is even present to begin with, using various assassination style techniques to get the job done.
Going unnoticed has other advantages, such as being able to steal when needed and even pick locks!
Fears and WeaknessesCole has difficulty understanding the world beyond The Fade, particularly when it comes to interacting with people as a 'real person' would. Socially awkward and with poor eye contact (why look at people when he can look in them) would be an understatement and he also takes certain statements and sarcasm quite literally. He also doesn't realise when he may have said something inappropriate or that blurting out people's thoughts and secrets really isn't the thing to do. He is also prone to the occasional outburst, should he find himself confused or in distress.
Extremely stubborn, he sees things as being 'black and white' and usually cannot be swayed from his opinions on the matter in question. Changing his mind can be done, but with great difficulty. As far as he is concerned, bad is bad, no matter the circumstances, and it can sometimes take the intervention of others to prevent him from taking rash action, whether it be wrongdoers or an act of compassion to those who may be suffering beyond known help. Though Spirits live a long time, they can be killed. Especially those who somehow find themselves in a body that is human in every respect of the word. Anything that would harm or kill a human would also be lethal to him, and though another Spirit of Compassion may eventually take his place, it wouldn't be him.
It is possible for Spirits/Demons like Cole to be bound to mages using certain blood magic rituals, a possibility he fears greatly. His greatest fear is despair, or more specifically being corrupted into a demon representing such. A possibility, should he stray too far from his purpose, though he did once came pretty close!
THEONS @ SHINE
Posted: Oct 6 2017, 09:59 AM
Ready to be looked at
Posted: Oct 7 2017, 11:25 PM
O, forgotten boy,
do you weep for those you cannot save?
do you weep when you come to realize,
how little your compassion means?
smile for me, O spirit.
take solace in your delusion.
Well done Fayt! Cole seems like a really interesting character, and your freeform really did him justice. I loved reading about him!! Get this ghosty boy out there
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