PinappleBerzerk

PinappleBerzerk currently resides in the Kingdom Of Councils and Aurora. His current characters are Ananu Anuum'caan and Aelasdar.

Ananu Anuum'Caan
Ananu is unusually tall for a western Cyrric Pigman standing at 6ft, 6 inches taller than the average for his race.

Origin
Anu comes from a small island subcontinent called Cieryn, nestled between the two continents of Rathnir and Eldham. He was born in the City of Caraficce, and was raised in with a large family, living with 4 other brothers and 3 sisters. Ananu loved the stories of the gods his mother told him when he was younger, and became one of the most devoted followers of Gyrhism (A religion followed throughout Cieryn) in his city. When he was 19 months old he heard of the great continent of Rathnir through merchants and traders at the docks, who he offered baked potatoes to in return for stories of their adventures. When he turned 2 years old (officially becoming an adult) he set of on a pilgrimage as was custom of the travelling monks he was a part of, and made his way westward to the coasts of Sparwood where he first began his adventure.

Journey
When he first arrived by the continent of Sparwood, he stuck close to its northeast shores in his small Waejnet (a small boat for 1 or 2, used for crossing of seas). He made his way southwards, and landed upon the isthmus between Nieden and Sparwood, where he spent the next months pulling his boat across the land on makeshift log wheels and the help of five goats he encountered which he named Skami, Tranu, Kaori, Ganme and Hroska. After they had gotten to the sea of pearls he bid them farewell and carried on his journey to the Atsyllean Sea through many rivers where he finally reached the Rough Sea and travelled north west into the Kushite Sea where he finally ended his long venture on the sands of Ummarnu.

Settlement and Squatting
After walking for a while, Ananu came upon an ancient ruined Talawan City. It was here that he would decide to end his journey. He used sandstone bricks that were lying about the structure to rebuild two houses which he used as shelter. In order to give a purpose to this pilgrimage and to appease the gods, he started construction of a small temple dedicated towards Anu(the god of the earth and his namesake). While he was constructing it, a player named Dominik appeared and surprised Ananu. He spoke of the city he resided in -Sandburg- and invited Ananu for a tour. While he was enjoyed his tour, he decided to not join a city yet and he returned to finish his temple. Once it was complete he fasted for 9 days and 9 nights, which would turn to be an ill fated act. While fasting, his body still exhausted from the rigour of his journey and the construction of the temple, he fell unconscious. It would be a long time before he would regain consciousness.

Re-awakening
Once Ananu arose from his coma he came to realise that a thin layer of sand had encapsulated his entire body and somehow he had been provided the necessary nutrients for his survival. He saw this as a symbols of Anu's gratitude at his devotion, and prayed before he fully got up to survey his surroundings. Once he had gorged his body upon the few pieces of stale bread he had, he wandered westward in search of supplies and came across the grand city of Alaar. In order to not arouse attention to himself, Ananu stuck to the shadows while sneaking around the city. While he was within the city walls he realised that he was in the lands of Huitca. As soon as he understood the implications of his unknowing trespassing in the city and Huitca's territory as a whole he fled back to his settlement and gathered his things that were mostly still packed in his bags from his journey to Ummarnu. He made his way across the river that ran by his former camp, though not before declaring that the two house he had stayed within to be Fanyrrws (Sanctuarties) to all lost or weary travellers.

Kingdom of Councils
In an ironic twist of fate, Ananu fled and sook refuge within the very nation that had gone to war with Sandburg while Ananu was dormant (however sadly -or sparingly- he does not know of Sandburg and New Sandburgs demise afterwards due to its civil war). As he stepped onto the riverbank opposite his old home, he wiped the sweat off his brow and raised his head. The sun glinted in his eye, blinding him temporarily, however soon a cloud swept like a shield over it's bright rays, and his eyes came to rest on the magnificence that was Sahraporte. He stood in awe at the sandstone walls the surrounded the vibrant city of brick roofs. It was this grandeur which turned his heart from that of a nomad, to that of a dweller. He joined the Kingdom of Councils on the 26th of June, and became a member of the state of Kocssacks. He spent many months in KoC helping out and making a living through fishing and in his pastime he brewed drinks with FlaxyFinn and Phyten and took a part-time job as a professional drunkard.

Disappearance
While he regularly left his house in central Vinica for many nights disappearing to some far off land only to come back the next day covered in the remains of whatever foliage of dirt he had been trekking through -though with no apparent recollection of leaving his home-, one day he left his home to never return the next day. For months he was no where to be seen.

In truth he knew of his silent excursions though still presented himself as unknowing and confused, which was easily played by his reputation of muteness, drunkenness and piety. While he hid them, he could not prevent them and was merely a passenger in the vessel of his own body. He did nothing to prevent them as he believed they were the actions of the remnants of Gyhrr, the god of potatoes and the earth, and so his body was an instrument of Ghyrr to fix the world like a surgeon and his scalpel. While Anu never directly communicated with the spirit that possessed his body he grew accustomed to it and the relief of no longer having to control his own body and a silent connection developed between him and the being that used his body. During the months in which he was gone he travelled far across Rathnir and beyond. It was in this time that he gained his tattoos, which Anu is unsure what purpose they serve, but they were applied to himself while Ghyrr had control and so he guesses that they provide or will provide some help in some way. He returned to to his home in KoC on the 18th of June just after it formed into C.U.C.K.T along with Carvinia and Kush.

Post-Reappearance
Fished more, observed tortuga vs hands war - attacked twice, given control over half of Kocssacks, chased out of Northport for being left handed, handed role as duke of Konigshain over to his associate Prince Jorge

He currently resides in his lighthouse on Vinica's coast

Early life
Aelasdar grew up as an orphan in the slums of the Prolin region of Fornost. When he was 8 he joined a small gang of youths called Carric's Jackals headed by an an old man named Carric. They took part in petty crimes such as delivering and selling of illicit substances, mugging the occasional drunk who stumbled into the wrong alley after a night at the tavern and selling Salmon after 8pm on Sundays or full moons. He became a regular in the cities short term lock-ups as he was one of the youngest of the group so could not run as fast away.

Gaining of Westlook residence
One night while he was left to pack away the illegal salmon stall he heard a loud clatter of slate from one of the roofs of the houses. Putting it down to disrepair and lack of structurally sound buildings in Prolin he ignored it, however he soon noticed an irregularity in the ambient noise. He had spent his entire life living around the streets of Fornost and was attuned to it's urban "ecosystem", and he could tell that something that shouldn't belong had entered his surroundings. Guessing it was some new member of the order from beyond fornost's walls not yet accustomed to the flow of the city he grabbed as much salmon as he could, left the stall where it was and ran through the maze that is the back alleys of Prolin. After many minutes of running he was sure he would have lost them to the night and so ,with his back against the wall, he slid down onto the cobbles of the street to catch his breath. His heavy exhalations slowed until he could control them again and become nigh silent, however once he did he still could hear his heavy and habitual expiring. Confused he held his breath for many seconds yet he still heard it. It was until he felt a slight blowing of wind on the back of his neck that he froze. The wind had been blowing away from him, he had made sure of it when he ran away to prevent a scent trail leading any Guard with a sharp nose to him. He slowly pulled himself forward with his ankles along the bitter stone street fearing to look behind at the wall.

As he did so he felt something slowly brush against his neck, like a fur covered serpent. He quickly scrambled up and in doing so, in the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a hulking shadow that seemed to emanate evil. Immediately he sprinted off crying out like a child, now more worried about his life than being caught by a guard, however those in the houses that lined the street he was in were very much used to noises such as this and screams, and instead of his shouting summoning help it instead had the opposite affect as all the residents of the surrounding homes knew that it was best for them to stay inside and keep to themselves for fear of incurring harm on themselves. He carried on sprinting but he grew more and more out of breath, his legs burning like the lava of the nether, melting his muscles, while the beast of the dark behind him increased in speed, it's feet landing heavily but paradoxically softly like that of a cat or another silent predator. He willed himself to keep running, his legs moving like a rusting machines mechanisms whirring away until he was flung into the air and thrown far onto the street ahead of him after he tripped over a rope, dropping all the fish he still had on him in the process. He lay there still, his mouth seemingly broken in a thousand different ways, his ribs contorted inwards clawing at his lungs and his side ,cut open by the rocks he lay on top of, seeping blood onto the floor, and he waited for his fate to close it's jaws around him and end his life. However it did not come. He rolled over onto his back and slowly lifted his head to look back to where he had came from and he stared at the fearsome mass of matted hair that sat gorging on the salmon as a high pitched whirring sound filled the air, and a tonne of bricks landed on top of the brute, entombing it in reddish clay and granite - like a holy funeral but for an unholy creature. He remained stuck staring at the space where the monstrosity had previously inhabited, now replaced by the remains of a deconstructed house until his head began to feel lighter and lighter and his eyes rolled up staring to the heavens through his skull and everything disappeared.

Eventually he came to, his eyes opened slowly then quickly shutting again after being hit by the bright rays of the sun. He groaned, still half asleep, his entire body aching. After his mind came to realise that his body was no longer resting he slowly began to think. Covering his eyes with a hand he sat up, only to find a bandage already covering them, until a searing pain attacked his side and he slumped back onto the bed. A bed. He had not landed onto a bed in the middle of the street. He must be in a house, and not his dingy dorm bed. How did he get there? Why had he been moved? How had it turned from morning to night? Only a few seconds after his mind had regained full consciousness it was bombarded by questions and the different kinds of stimuli of this new place. With his eyes being unable to deal with any relatively high-intensity light even through the thin fabric of the bandage, he turned to his hands for discovering more about where he was. He reached out around him, running his hand along a craggy stone wall and then along a rough wooden table next to the bed which he lay on. The textures suggested a well built house and the table proved it had room for amenities, however it also seemed well worn down and lived in. This must not be Prolin or any kind of cell. With a sudden tinge of fear he whipped off the itchy cotton sheet that covered him and stood up. He hobbled a few steps away from where he awoke until darkness seeped into his eyes again and he fell down onto the floor while the darkness retreated. As he lay on the floor his ears picked up noise from what he assumed to be the below floor - he was most likely on the second floor as he doubted that the house he was in he had any kind of basement- and in response to his crash he heard a clatter of metal and stomping of leather rise until it reached the same level as him. "Hey you, you're finally awake" a disembodied voice floating above Aelasdar's head spoke. He moved his arm around in front of himself and brushed against a boot of fine leather. "I suggest you remain to rest in the bed" the now not so disembodied voice spoke, with more of a tone of command rather than suggestion. Aelas did not need much inference to figure that the person that stood in front of him was a member of the order, though he was not in a cold stone cell so he figured that he was not where he was for any wrongdoing and so many of his worries were alleviated. Unable to fully rise by himself, he felt the Guard hook their arms under his shoulders and they lifted him up into a standing position so that he could get back to bed. Aelas pushed himself away from the figure and back onto the bed, slumping like a sack of beetroot ; he was similarly covered in many red stains. While Aelas lay slumped the person lowered themselves down so that they were level with the bed and strongly but quietly informed Aelas on his situation. "While you may seek to leave this abode, to do so would shun the generosity of the order and Aurora itself. Think of this home as a gift in return for the small favour of a lazy tongue. I assume that you do, or you should, feel some connection to the fellow citizens of Fornost. If you do not wish to break that connection I suggest you keep your mouth closed and remain away from where you were found. Do not worry about essentials like food while you are here as they will be generously provided and you do not have to resort to the trading of salmon for a full stomach. While you keep a closed mouth we shall to decide to keep closed eyes and ears to any of your past misgiving is that understood?" Aelas twitched his had in a half-unbothered half-epileptic way as a sign of acknowledgment. "Good" the voice replied. And with that the character left leaving Aelas inside his new house in Westlook.