Silas Malkom

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Silas Malkom
SAI-less MAL-komm
Created by Silas (player)
Information
Gender Male
Occupation Asha'man of the Green Ajah
Affiliation
  • The Grey Tower
  • The Children of the Light (former)
Nationality Amadician
Attributes
Talents
Weapon Skills
  • Polearms ✦✦✦✦✦
OP Strength 9.0
Affinities Earth, Water, Fire, Spirit, Air

Silas Malkom is an Amadician Green Oathsworn Asha'man of the Grey Tower.

Description

Silas has a remarkably low interest in how he appears to others. Silas has black hair, shoulder-length, usually tied back, though there will invariably be a few errant strands hanging in his face and eyes. He has sharp, foxy features, covered lightly in a thin, scruffy beard. His eyes are his most prominent feature, icy blue, and rimmed with dark circles from lack of sleep, giving him a singularly haunted look. His clothes are always rumpled, in dark, muted colors, the exception being his knee-length, sand brown coat, which he wears everywhere.

Despite his rather off-putting appearance, Silas is a complex, and rather likeable individual to those who make the effort to get to know him. On one hand, Silas is a very good-natured, good-humored person. He loves to joke and hold discussions with anyone who will lend an ear. On the other hand, Silas has a strong, almost zealous sense of justice, and can easily become enraged by those who do anything to challenge his convictions. He is often wont to challenge people to duels for perceived offenses.

Silas hates the color white, as it reminds him of his native Amadicia, and, more importantly, the Whitecloaks.

Silas is an insomniac. Also, in the little sleep he gets, he will often talk in his sleep (or wake up screaming).

Biography

Silas was once a member of the Children of the Light, with a singular goal: to purge the world of the Shadow, and make the world safe for those who followed the Light. Silas, under his father's recommendation, joined the Whitecloaks at age 15, and began to serve faithfully in their ranks. For a time, Silas was content in his chosen lot... until he started to notice just who he was "fighting." True, there were always the people who truly fit the bill, Shadowsworn and Darkfriends. But when he looked into the face of a channeler, filled with fear, or heard a wolfbrother, howling, literally, in agony, and saw the atrocities commited upon them, all in the name of their so-called Light, there was no triumph in his soul, only darkness. Was this truly the face of the darkness he had dedicated himself to fighting? Were these evils truly worth the ends? His father noticed his reluctance as time passed, and berated him endlessly, but Silas would not give in; this was not what he had enlisted himself to do.

His doubts grew steadily over many years, until one day, returning to his homeland, he came face-to-face with his younger sister, Emila, bound in chains, a prisoner of the Whitecloaks. As it turned out, his sister was accused, and found guilty, of possessing the ability to channel, and was set to be executed. Even worse, on the day of her execution, Silas found that he was set to be her killer, as a test of his resolve. He stood on the pedestal, with the assembled crowd gazing at him, the sword in his hand, and his sister staring up at him in fear. His heart hammered in his chest, his eyes filled with tears; he knew he was not capable of becoming his sister's killer. And so, amid the throbbing sounds of the jeering crowd, and his fellow Whitecloaks, he turned his sword away. As he left the platform, he heard a call behind him. His father stood, sword in hand, at his siter's side. His look was one of pure malice as he uttered these words:

"I always knew. I always knew you were weak." And with that, he took Emila's life.

Silas had no place in Amadicia, then. He left for a place that had not betrayed him, that did not still betray him by housing his sister's murderers. As he traveled the country, he fell under attack by bandits, and was badly beaten. Just as they were about to strike the final blow, however, Silas raised his arms in a last-ditch defensive measure; and the earth raised with him. Almost unconsciously, Silas proceeded to slay each one of his tormentors, until, when he regained himself, he realized the truth. He himself had the ability to channel the One Power, a wilder.

After that day, Silas tried desperately to regain the power that he had harnessed against his attackers, without success. What was he doing wrong, he wondered? What kept him from using his power once again? By and by, Silas learned of a place, a Tower that trained others like him in the use of the One Power. Without hesitation, Silas set out to find this "Grey Tower," to master this ability within him, and to wreak his vengeance upon those who murdered in the name of their false Light.

Career History

  • Soldier (4 August 2010)
  • Dedicated
  • Asha'man of the Green Ajah (16 April 2014)
  • Captain-General of the Green Ajah (15 May 2014)