Alexsander Tsudzurao

Master Craftsman Alexsander Tsurdzurao

Born to two nameless catfolks, but orphaned as an infant due to a series of unfortunate events in the wilds near an animal conservation. Found and raised by a blind catfolk woman who sensed something great... or strange about the infant. (Or maybe it was how baby Alex was super floofy)   During trips to Treddleton, he had grown a fascination with watching those around the forge, eventually deciding when he turned fourteen to become an apprentice to one of the best Blacksmiths in the area. (look, sometimes he CAN write a backstory)

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Orphaned from a young age, Alexsander's only memoriam of his parents would the pendent he wears, that of a hammer with an emblem crystal fashioned upon it with the initials of "A.M.", which proved to be a prediction that the young catfolk would pursue the profession of craftsman, and do so with a display of talent and skill, taking only a short time to study and learn one project before he could master it and move to the next one.   In his adult life, he is the master of a crafting empire which stretches across multiple continents, and he proudly raises his back and hammer, living a good life with growing mastery and wealth both. A man of means, and connections - he was one of those that went on the expedition much to the chagrin of his fanbases and nearly causing a riot as both his personal fanbase and Marrok's own fanbase grouped together and attempted to immediately recall Catfolk and archer both.   Following his adventures with the expedition, Alexsander joins with the Child of Heaven De'nethorr, The Marksman Marrok, and the defender knight Fortis, and together - with the aide of the Moon Mistress Tess to guide them, start tracking down the Avatar of the Chained one, hunting his divine aura in order to extinct it. As part of these travels they end up in a stray encounter with the warmaiden, as they exterminate a nearby cult. Seeing them following what is effectively a quest of righteousness, the maiden joins the party.   Though hunting the god takes a matter of months, it becomes clear to Alexsander that the corruptive of forces of the mainland prove troublesome, destroying his materials and resulting in a new font of inventiveness from inside him as he repairs and addresses the tools and armor of his allies, and fixes it into a mottled material and outfit form collected materials. Staving off the corruption one hammer strike at a time.   After culminating in a hunt, in which De'nethorrs usage of his artifact prevents the chained one from fleeing, the group falls upon the god with violence in effective brutality. It is a challenging fight, the counters and statuses inflicted by the god make it dangerous. Attempting to break and crush the morale of those embattling him, and fill the air with false illusions. It is through De'nethors light by which the false images are purified, and by alexsander and Fortis's shields by which the blows are avoided.   But it is by spear and lance together by which the dark entity is slain.   After ascertaining the death of this dark one, Alexsander returns to the Expedition Site, and "retires from adventuring" and heads to the mansion he received from Null, to be attended by the servents already given there, until he at least replaces them with Homunculi.   Shortly after receiving the mansion, he personally arranges a grand, but simple wedding with Anise. in which Marrok is requested as his best man, and attended by those favoring from the expedition. The wedding attending by many notable figures of the third age of heroes.   Following the wedding, Alexsander turns his attention to the crafting arts, where he refines his methods and approaches, in between extended renewals of his wedding vows with Anise as the two often re-explore their honeymoon stage by traveling the world and learning more from it.
Age
31
Children
Pronouns
He/Him
Sex
Male
Gender
Man
Presentation
Masculine
Eyes
Silver
Hair
White
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Pale
Height
6'8''
Weight
280
Belief/Deity
Torag