Sythwyr Ruvanon
| Name: | Sythwyr Ruvanon (SITH-weer RUH-va-non) |
| Candidate At: | ? |
| Homeworld: | Llyr aRraanor |
| Clan: | None |
| Species: | Half Sythyn, half unknown species |
| Age: | Adult |
| Sex: | Male |
| Height: | 6'5" |
| Hair: | Very dark brown |
| Skin: | Middle-gray |
| Eyes: | Pale gold |
| Family: | Nonaarama, half brother |
| Residence: | Llyr aRraanor, hold for mixed breeds in the north, currently on board a refitted cargo ship |
| Position: | Searcher, mage, and self-styled death priest |
| Description: | With a name that literally means "death", it really shouldn't be surprising that Sythwyr looks like death. Just add a hood and scythe, and he'll have anyone thinking he's come to take their soul to the great beyond. He is tall and slender-- almost so far as to say skeletal-- with long-fingered hands, highly elongated, pointed ears, a pointed face, and ash-gray skin. His eyes are narrow and sharply angled, but with the edges softened so that he looks slightly gloomy even when he's smiling, and a very pale gold color. Even his fashion sense is fairly dark and brooding: he is generally garbed flowing black, with soft lines that shroud the figure rather than enhance it. On the whole, he comes across as somewhat creepy-looking, even when he smiles. |
| Personality: | Though Sythwyr might be obsessed with death, it is not in a dangerous sort of way, to himself or others. He does not condone killing, is not suicidal, nor is he even particularly full of angst. Rather, he simply has an obsession with death in general, and has no fear of it, seeing it as merely another transition in life, something that all living things have in common. Because of this, he has no qualms with making friends, having loyalties, or even loving, and his general lack of friends is more because others make the choice not to get too close to him, rather than vice versa. This, he doesn't generally mind, either, for those friends he does make are all the closer as a consequence. He comes across to others as quietly intense, somewhat detached from life in general, and is sometimes quite creepy, but underneath the spooky exterior and strange interests, he isn't a bad person-- just a particularly strange one. |
| History: | Sythwyr's mother left him and his
half-brother, Nonaarama, when they were both very young. Nonaarama was
barely two, and Sythwyr not quite seven, when they were left in one of
the various orphanages on the world of Llyr aRraanor for halfbreed
children without any records of clan or parentage, and only a sizable
purse to be held in trust for them once they came of age and wished to
learn a trade. Nonaarama doesn't remember their mother, but Sythwyr
knows her face, though not her name. Neither of them have seen her
again, since their abandonment, and neither of them knows who their
father is, only that neither of them have the same father, given how
very different they are.
When they came of age, first Sythwyr and then Nonaarama, both already knew, in a vague sort of sense, what they wanted to do with their lives: Nonaarama was obviously going to be a warrior, and Sythwyr a mage. Nonaarama's shape-shifting ability revealed itself rather spectacularly during his apprenticeship, however, and Sythwyr's death-oriented magics and personal interest never won him many friends. Unfortunately, that they were only halfblooded Sythyn-- and, in fact, both fairly strange individuals with stranger powers-- meant that they had trouble finding employers, so after completing apprenticeships, both returned to the same halfblood orphanage compound they had left. With a number of friends garnered there, however, and inspired by an odd trio of newcomers who felt particularly uncomfortable in the compound, they came up with a radical idea. They were, in large part, the results of Searches, or the offspring of those Searched mixed breeds. Who could be better to Search out others, therefore, than themselves? It took a lot of effort to procure a ship capable of leaving the solar system-- and even then, it was not a Searcher or even Hunter vessel, but a cargo ship-- and even more to obtain the necessary permits, but at last the little group proclaimed themselves the first non-pureblooded Search team and set out on their new mission. They haven't been out for very long, and are still quite excited about it all. |
| Abilities: | Whether Sythwyr's abilities reflect his personality or his personality reflects his abilities, the presence of death is obvious in both. He is a mage, but all of his magic focuses around death, necromancy, spirits, exorcism, binding, and even healing to prevent death. The only non-death magic he has is an emotional aura he can project to influence, but not control, the moods of others around him. His favorite uses for magic are contacting the dead, sending on lost spirits, and affecting the spiritual aura of an area, but he is quite capable of capturing spirits for his own purposes or another's, raising corpses, and killing, and he has, at one point or another, done all of the above. |
| Theme: | Blue Oyster Cult - Don't Fear the Reaper |
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