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Character: Hokh'Ton Elloran n'Taanyel Tath
Series/Source Material: The Inquest
Gender: Male
Age: approximately 75
Position: Inquestor of the High Inquest
Roleplay: DDD

All questions, complaints or suggestions go here! Any help you can give me to play this character correctly is greatly appreciated!

General Info: Elloran is a young Inquestor dedicated to fulfilling his duty (as he sees it) to the human race and galaxy as a whole. He is a quiet 'young' man, having outgrown the revels of his youth but yet to come into his prime as a seasoned Inquestor. He loves music and art, and is kind to all his servants. While he is not yet the shining example of compassion he will grow to be, Elloran is slowly learning the skills necessary to become that man.

His relationship with Hokh'Ton Karakael is often strained, but they have begun to develop a closer relationship, both within the DDD community, and out of it, as Elloran interacts more with the 'corrupt' Karakael of the Late Inquest.

More information can be found here
elloran: (wormhole)
Damn the man! 'Lord of Illusion' indeed. One might as well call him a cheat and a liar - it results in the same thing.

The arrogance! To challenge me, a man a hundred years his junior, to a friendly game, and for what? The stakes were a pittance. One world? The fate of a few years of my time?

He trounced me in a mere two days. Any Inquestor would call that foul, to take on one so clearly beneath you, to toy with them and laugh at their failings. But to do so in such a manner...

Has the man no honor? No pride? No dignity?!

Makrugh is an ancient game, given to us to choose the fate of worlds so that we might combat the forces of stagnation. To destroy worlds is our burden, and to think otherwise is paramount to heresy.

No others should be forced to suffer the High Compassion. To choose who should live and die, based upon the greater good, is something no human should be forced to bear - and so it falls to us to bloody our hands.

But he - he ignored that. He pitted petty k'nglings against each other, turning fear and ignorance and greed into weapons to force fools to do his killing for him. And for what? A belief in one God or another? A need to prove one man's ego and power?

For that, two billion died?

How dare he. To take our holy work and pervert it in such a way, sullying the hands of the innocents we are sworn to protect!

There was nothing salvageable from the world. It might be a barren wasteland for all eternity. And its people...they are but shells of what they once were, scarred by the horrors they witnessed.

And he doesn't care. When I sacrifice a world, it is out of necessity and commitment to the greater good, not out of arrogance! Those K'nglings would never understand how the destruction of a world should serve a higher purpose. And he...

He knew. He knew how easy it would be to turn them against each other. A planet resting so carefully on the edge of destruction...I wonder if he planned it that way. A challenge for me not to defeat his machinations, but to watch as a world tore itself apart, not for the grand schemes of an Inquestor, or the needs of a greater populace, but because of its own blind people.

Is that not the greatest example of the necessity of Inquestors? That humans are so weak, so fragile that even the hint of power can corrupt and destroy them. Such a heavy responsibility rests in our hands; to protect and care for the whole dispersal of man, not just the individual players.

Normal humans seem incapable of seeing it. And Kaaree too. If he would let a world be destroyed in such a wasteful manner, rather than nurturing it into a meaningful sacrifice...its almost as if he's spitting in the face of all we struggle to achieve.

I won't forgive him for this. The man is a monster, twisting peoples beliefs and taunting the very core of our great society.

How could he? And how could they let him get away with this? To allow such waste and arrogance...

No, I will not try to understand the logic, either theirs or his. Such madness is not worth my time or my despair.
elloran: (buddies?)
Missing Possessions Virus )

[video]

Feb. 20th, 2011 10:52 pm
elloran: ([open])
The world burns. Madness takes some Inquestors like this, but of all the people it could have afflicted, Elloran was the last anyone would have expected. So his people flee, terrified of their mad leader, knowing that there will be no safe haven for them. Elloran is their God, if he wishes their death, they will die, whether it by his hand or another. The burning palace is deserted, and the Inquestor wanders the halls alone.

He laughs as another wing of his palace ignites, sculptures and paintings melting into dust, wall scrolls burning and crystal shattering all around him. When he speaks, it is with an amused indulgence, and his yellow eyes reflect the dancing flames.


"I was reading of ancient Earth's Rome recently. There is something satisfying about fiddling while watching destruction, is there not? Beauty in the face of madness. But what is the real art? A bar of song that will be forgotten in a hundred years? Or the instant destruction caused by a single spark?

Why fight for something that will be forgotten? Why create when destruction is so much simpler? We humans are simple creatures, enjoying glory and blood, chaos and triumph. Should we deny our nature, simply to fight inevitable entropy?

I think not.

No. Give them a spectacle and they will love me, no matter how many worlds I devive, no matter how many lives I end. Karakael is right, compassion is for the weak. One cannot become great if one is shackled by worldly ties - whether they be of love or guilt, money or art. Power is the only constant in the universe. Power and destruction."
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Strange. One would have thought I would be used to the new wonders they create for my enjoyment. Certainly one should be able to see beauty and art in everything - especially something a great craftsman has made. And after two hundred years in the Inquest, one would think I could no longer be disturbed by anything.

Yet this new fog-form is disquieting. I rather dislike the shade of yellow.

I shall ask Sajit to find something more pleasant for me to see. Something less...odd. Still. How silly of me to be afraid of something so meaningless!

Crit/HMD

Jul. 1st, 2010 02:38 am
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Character: Hokh'Ton Elloran n'Taanyel Tath
Series/Source Material: The Inquest
Gender: Male
Age: approximately 75

All questions, complaints or suggestions go here! Any help you can give me to play this character correctly is greatly appreciated!

General Info: Elloran is a young Inquestor dedicated to fulfilling his duty (as he sees it) to the human race and galaxy as a whole. He is a quiet 'young' man, having out grown the revels of his youth by yet to come into his prime as a seasoned Inquestor. He loves music and art, and is kind to all his servants. While he is not yet the shining example of compassion he will grow to be, Elloran is slowly learning the skills necessary to become that man.

More information can be found here.
elloran: (Default)
K-mun is doing a reread of Elloran's main book, so here are some notes on the Inquest )
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Hokh'Ton Karakael was amused by the whole situation more than anything else. He too had had arguments about what was common and rational in his universe, and yet was considered insane in most others. So he was happy to help his former friend when the younger man foolishly gotten himself into such an argument.

Though he did take the precautions to ensure that Elloran did not recognize him.

The Overcosm easily lead him to the Zombie Loan world, and he arrived on time in a chaotic swirl of color. He was curious to see what these child-corpses were like.


Elloran waited on an Uran S'Varek far back in Karakael's past, idly preparing an appropriate welcome for the two young Zombies. He hoped that his palace Servo-Corpses would be able to convince them of his good will.
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Warning! Long, boring drabble.
Something to think on )
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Reevaluating an enemy )
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Silent thoughts )
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