Hael's Wyndstaff
From Changeling Venue
| Seeming | Elemental Airtouched |
|---|---|
| Court | Summer Court ••• |
| Freehold | The Green Ring |
| Player | Richard Kates |
Name: Hael's Wyndstaff
Alias': The Big Boss, Stormrider
Age: Unknown
Entitlement: Three Harmonies Storm Society
Motley: Immortal Storm Triad
Society: Three Harmonies Guild
Court Goodwill: Spring 3
Mask: Hael's Wyndstaff seems to be a middle aged man, maybe late 30's early 40's. It's difficult to tell as his skin seems smooth despite the windburn. His movements are graceful and swift, his feet mere whisps of air that never truly touch the ground. His clothing is loose and tattered, beaten by the wind. During the Summer he is most often seen in his military attire, a long cheongsam, a straw hat and Summer banners.
Mein: Hael's Wyndstaff appears as a robust man, seemingly fluffy and full of air. His hand and feet are nothing more than swirling whisps of air occasionally sparkling with fire or electricity. His long hair generally floats around behind him if he's not wearing a hat which is always tied down lest it blow away.
Mantle: Hael's Wyndstaff has a warm dry breeze to him. When he approaches his warmth is felt, subtle red and orange embers whirling in a cyclone around him. When he moves his clothes ripple with the air, his hands push the air around with an accompanying "swoosh". (Like in a Kung Fu movie)
Personality: He knows he's not perfect, but he's out to prove that he's still more worthy a weapon than his Keeper gave him credit for being. He's very edgy, always looking for a fight, nothing serious, but enough for folks to vent. When his Hospitalty starts to run thin, he's always up for a throw down, just never in his place. He's respectful of the Seasonal Court even holding positions in his own right, and completely devoted to the protection of the changelings of Ann Arbor. Although it always seems as if he's pushing, forging and tempering other changelings to be stronger and to learn martial skills to defend themselves, he does recognize limits and rarely pushes others over them. He tries to keep a balance with the Seasons, and is always first to volunteer to see to the safety of the local Freehold community.
Personal Emblem: Hael's Wyndstaff uses his Motely Emblem of a Chien-lung Coin as his personal emblem, however his are made of soft jade. Many changeling have sworn upon his emblem, none have broken their Pledges to him.
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Background
Dreams of Arcadia
There we stood; the champion Hael, and me, his weapon of choice; his wind staff. He was a legend, a warrior of unmatched skill, a gladiator in the great arenas of Arcadia. We had endured much together, many battles, many opponents. He had held me gracefully, an extension of his own form for longer than I can remember. He talked to me more than he did any other weapons. He said I had been forged of divine wind, shaped and crafted to perfection. Through his strength however I came to see the lie in this, for when he needed me most, as he faced another champion, another legendary warrior, I broke, scattered to the winds.
Hael’s strength that day outweighed his grace, mistakes were made, and we both suffered for it. Hael was no longer champion and my whole essence, my sense of being was destroyed. I was cast away by my champion, broken and worthless. He blamed me of course, for his failure. He blamed me for not being strong enough for him, for not being perfect. He made a vow that day to leave me broken. He would find another weapon, stronger than me to lead him back to glory. But I tell you, he has no weapons that can match me.
I had grown used to constant attention, fueled by his glory and prestige. Now alone, allowing the dust to settle as it were, I found something. It was a memory of failure. Though I’d never failed in anything before that fight, the memory was clear. There was a long thin line, a string attached to something else. It would soar in the sky, ducking and weaving as it pleased. It was deft and superb; it’s movements swift and calculating. But whatever it did, it wasn’t enough. The thin line broke, and something was lost.
The Green Ring
In 1999 he arrived in the city, carried by the wind itself. Though not very social at first, he gained recognition with the few members of the Freehold as he offered his services in protection. Before anyone knew it, he had amassed a good reputation and soon opened a private club within the Brunswick building where he offered his Hospitality to a select few.
There was some question at first as to the legitimacy of the place. Rumours flooded the city that he was harbouring criminals or that it was a "fight club". Likely because so many entered and came out looking worse for wear. Eventually it became known that it was a casino, though many still believe to this day that Wyndstaff has a secret "figt club" somewhere within and that he engages heavily in criminal activities with many a changeling.
Over the years his reputation has grown, especially with the advent of his Motley (Immortal Storm Triad), and the opening of his casino The Green Tael.
Quotes
"I was once taken amidst a maelstrom. Now I am the maelstrom." -Hael's Wyndstaff
"Hael is a force to be reckoned with, this much I promise you." - Amber Clinton
Associations
- Most are listed in accordance with the Triad, Guild or Society listed above. Those he is associated with that do not belong to those groups (or to his city in general) are listed below.
- Gwyneira - A recent sparring partner. She never really stops talking but her skills more than make up for it.
- Magistrates of the Wax Mask - A group that hosts Summer Tournaments and Autumn Hunts.
- Marty Sullivan - Marty the Ogre as he's generally referred to. Wyndstaff met him in Florida during the 2002 Hurricane season.
- Ronyo Cruxis - Came through town a few times, caught my eye. Seems were in similar business ventures. There's more to her than just the looks.
Rumors
- He was once a professional kite-surfer.
- When he was taken by Hael during a storm over Lake Michigan, a fetch was left to represent his dead body.
- With his true identity sealed and gone, his mind accepted his fate allowing him to see his new fate, as a weapon of the farie.
- Is often seen flying kites at Nichols Arboretum.
- Has entered several sport kite competitions in Ann Arbor and won.
- Hael is not the name of his Keeper, it's just the name he's given his Keeper from what he gathers of his dreams.
- Wyndstaff has never drawn a weapon first on anyone, yet as soon as a weapon is drawn, Wyndstaff's weapon generally strikes first.
- Wyndstaff is the Big Boss a.k.a. Mountain Master of the Immortal Storm Triad, a Motley of extortionists, counterfeiters and racketeers.
- Wyndstaff owns and operates The Green Tael casino. Or...does he?
- Wyndstaff has been known to ditch town a few times a year to chase storms across the globe.
OOC
Inspirations
Characters
Three Storms - Big Trouble in Little China
Actors
Hwang Jang Lee - Hellz Windstaff
Culture
Kamaitachi - Japanese wind yokai
Music
Hellz Windstaff - Wu Tang Clan
Sports
Sport Kite Flying
Kite-Surfing
Player Information
Name: Richard Kates
Email: zenjinxx77@yahoo.com
