Corporal Thalen Vexleigh

World of Teravas (New Era, New Characters, All Cannon) Corporal Thalen Vexleigh Title: Rifle Corporal, 2nd Emberline Infantry Regiment Alias: The Fox Who Would Not Bow Species: Anthropomorphic Red Fox Gender: Male Height: 5’11” Era: Emberline War (c. 1915A.E.)

Appearance Thalen is a wiry red fox in a regulation Concordat trench coat—dark brown wool with reinforced shoulders and brass fastenings dulled by soot, lined with subtle saffron orange trim. His doughboy-style helmet bears a brushed golden emblem of the Masked Saints, scratched and scorched around the rim. His auburn hair, matted with ash and wind, peeks out beneath the helmet. His once-elegant waist sash is now knotted into a rifle sling. His tail, wrapped with binding cloth near the base to prevent dragging in the mud, twitches subtly under stress. His fur is smoke-dulled, but his eyes burn sharp—amber and defiant.

Personality Thalen speaks softly but watches fiercely. While many Concordat soldiers cling to symbols, Thalen clings to reasons. He fights not for glory, but because submission to tyranny disgusts him. He keeps his Saint’s mask in his breast pocket, not on his face—claiming, “Faith is carried better than worn.” Known for keeping morale with dark humor and whispered stories, he’s the kind of fox who looks calm until the charge starts—and then doesn’t stop running. He treats the Flamebound with reverence, not pity. To him, their voluntary devotion represents a strength few civilians understand.

Backstory Born to a Concordat merchant household, Thalen received an education in court etiquette and posture drills—but volunteered for trench duty the moment the Emberline War ignited. Trained in ceremonial rifle drills, he found himself stripped of formalism during the Siege of Red Hollow. There, he became the only survivor of a collapsed trench section—rescued two days later with a single bullet left and no voice from shouting for help. His recovery was slow. When offered transfer to the rear, he refused. Instead, he returned to the front—quieter, sharper, and with a visible piece of black Dominion ash sewn into his coat’s inner lining. He is one of few Concordat soldiers entrusted to escort Flamebound across Dominion lines during ceremonial coordination. He treats every escort not as protection, but as witness.

Major Acts or Events Fought in the Siege of Hollow Emberfield; credited with rescuing a downed Flamebound consort from no-man’s-land under fire.

Delivered the final message that rallied the 2nd Regiment’s center during the Third Push.

Famous for his battlefield speech: “A day may come when our posture fails—but not this one. Not while I still kneel, and still rise.”

Assigned as ceremonial guard to a Dominion diplomat during post-siege peace talks—a position he requested to better understand those he once feared.

Quirks & Traits Saint’s Mask: Keeps a cracked porcelain mask of the Saint of Conviction inside his coat.

Doughboy Helmet: Bent on one side; he never let them replace it.

Prayer Stitch: Hand-sewn patch inside his coat reads, “Kneel for no throne but conscience.”

Ash Knife: Carries a trench blade coated in black Dominion ash, a gift from a rescued consort.

Ceremonial Calm: Can kneel in Flamebound formation flawlessly—learned not out of obligation, but in shared ritual.

Legacy Among the Concordat ranks, Thalen is remembered less for heroism than for defiance. A soldier who walked among Flamebound not as master or worshipper, but as peer. His trench speech is carved into the Emberline Memorial Wall in gold leaf—just above the soot line. He vanished during the night before the final push at the Shattered Vale, last seen lighting a single signal flame by hand while his consort stood beside him.