Rylarc Kavensdale

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Rylarc Kavensdale

Player's Name: Trent

Email Address: mindgonegamer@hotmail.com

ICQ UIN: 42920008

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Character's Name: Rylarc Kavensdale

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Gift(s) Moderate Bardic

Title: (Former) Heir apparent of the Zalmon Holding

Companion: None

Eye Color: Gold

Hair Color: Silver (because of the heavy dose of magic)

Description/Personality: Usually hidden behind a forest green cloak and hood, Rylarc is a change child, cross between human and wolf. He stands about 5'8", and weights about 175 lbs. The only part of the change recognizable in his face is the gold eyes, and slightly pronounced canines. From behind, its obvious to tell how the change affected him: pointed ears coated with silver hair, a silver furred mane that covers his entire back, ending with a long wolf's tail, legs more muscular and curved slightly like an animals. From the forearms down, his skin is covered with the thick silver fur, hands more curved, with his fingers ending with claws (normally hidden by gloves). His voice is deep, remaining unaffected by his transformation. Raised as lower nobility, he holds himself with an aire of dignity, bordering arrogance at times. Held as an outcast by most, Rylarc often stays clear of large crowds. In a display of temper, he has a chance of going feral, and is unpredictable in nature.

History/Background: The first son of current holding lord, Deyric Kavensdale, Rylarc was trained and prepared to take his place as the head of the Zalmon holding, in the western most regions of Valdemar. Given the best of what his status could award him with, the youth was well educated, both mentally and physically, in word and in sword. Easily taking to the blade, the Armsmaster of Zalmon holding recognized Rylarc as sword born, and gave him the special attention he needed when it came to training. Surpassing weapon trained teens before he was age ten, the young heir quickly became the pride of the keep, and especially that of his parents. Wielding twin short swords at nearly every encounter, his speed and talent made him an exceptional fighter. Living a life that seemed impervious to misfortune, Rylarc's luck changed at age eleven. Part of a hunting party targeting a large wolf that had been stalking the outer keep grounds, Rylarc was secretly determined to bring the beast back on his own. In hopes of proving his skill to friends and family, Rylarc broke away from the group in mid-hunt, letting what little he knew of tracking to guide him. Within an hour, the young heir had cornered the beast. Though Rylarc's skills were exceptional, the wolf battled back with an unmatched ferocity that managed to keep the boy's blades away. After a long and tiring struggle, it seemed the youth would triumph, at least, until fate saw to intervene in the hunt. In a circular pattern, the land around the two combatants began to glow. Filling the area with wild magic, the circle's aura seemed to rise to the sky before the rush of power released. With a pain filled howl and a terrified scream, Rylarc and the wolf were caught in a transformational mage circle. Where there were once two enemies entralled in battle, the circle left only one. From the shock of the change, it took him weeks to heal under the constant attention of a healer. During his treatment, Rylarc was kept hidden in a keep tower, so that only the healer, and his parents could see the disfigurement. His stay in the tower lasted only a year, before Deyric came to the conclusion that his son would not revert back to his former self, and that Rylarc could never be holding lord while appearing ashe did. Cast out in the middle of the night, Deyric disowned the boy, ordering him to never return. Covering his embarrassment totally, he informed the family and servants that his son had passed away, and was buried in a private ceremony. Without friends, family, and being out on his own for the first time in his life, Rylarc struggled to find food and shelter for months. Unable to find hospitality even from the kindest of villagers because of his changeling appearance, he eventually turned to robbing highways and raiding farms for survival. The discovery of his bardic gift came as a surprise to him at age 15. Quickly becoming friends with a blind hermit named Halthic, who resided along the Comb; Rylarc was taught the basics of the harp in exchange for simple chores around the cabin. During one of his first practices, the old man was quick to note the boy's gift, as it brought to life the song of sorrow in a way that dazzled the senses. What had been just a latent possibility of a gift, the circle had blew open, leaving Rylarc with the gift of the bards. Choosing to help the boy understand and use the talent, Halthic sought to teach him everything he could about the harp, with the simple tradeoff being the bard's song. Three years after their first encounter, Halthic passed away, and Rylarc sought out the villages once again. Using his song to bring understanding and compassion, not to mention the occasional copper, the changling found life to be a little easier. With harp in hand, Rylarc took to traveling, surviving by his song and singing for his supper.

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Player's Name:	Trent
Email Address:	mindgonegamer@hotmail.com
ICQ UIN:	42920008
AOL/AIM Nickname:

Character's Name:	Rylarc Kavensdale
Gender:	Male
Age:	26
Gift(s)	Moderate Bardic
Title:	(Former) Heir apparent of the Zalmon Holding
Companion:	None
Eye Color:	Gold
Hair Color:	Silver (because of the heavy dose of magic)
Description/Personality:	Usually hidden behind a forest green cloak and hood, Rylarc is a change child, cross between human and wolf. He stands about 5'8", and weights about 175 lbs. The only part of the change recognizable in his face is the gold eyes, and slightly pronounced canines. From behind, its obvious to tell how the change affected him: pointed ears coated with silver hair, a silver furred mane that covers his entire back, ending with a long wolf's tail, legs more muscular and curved slightly like an animals. From the forearms down, his skin is covered with the thick silver fur, hands more curved, with his fingers ending with claws (normally hidden by gloves). His voice is deep, remaining unaffected by his transformation. Raised as lower nobility, he holds himself with an aire of dignity, bordering arrogance at times. Held as an outcast by most, Rylarc often stays clear of large crowds. In a display of temper, he has a chance of going feral, and is unpredictable in nature.
History/Background:	The first son of current holding lord, Deyric Kavensdale, Rylarc was trained and prepared to take his place as the head of the Zalmon holding, in the western most regions of Valdemar. Given the best of what his status could award him with, the youth was well educated, both mentally and physically, in word and in sword. Easily taking to the blade, the Armsmaster of Zalmon holding recognized Rylarc as sword born, and gave him the special attention he needed when it came to training. Surpassing weapon trained teens before he was age ten, the young heir quickly became the pride of the keep, and especially that of his parents. Wielding twin short swords at nearly every encounter, his speed and talent made him an exceptional fighter. Living a life that seemed impervious to misfortune, Rylarc's luck changed at age eleven. Part of a hunting party targeting a large wolf that had been stalking the outer keep grounds, Rylarc was secretly determined to bring the beast back on his own. In hopes of proving his skill to friends and family, Rylarc broke away from the group in mid-hunt, letting what little he knew of tracking to guide him. Within an hour, the young heir had cornered the beast. Though Rylarc's skills were exceptional, the wolf battled back with an unmatched ferocity that managed to keep the boy's blades away. After a long and tiring struggle, it seemed the youth would triumph, at least, until fate saw to intervene in the hunt. In a circular pattern, the land around the two combatants began to glow. Filling the area with wild magic, the circle's aura seemed to rise to the sky before the rush of power released. With a pain filled howl and a terrified scream, Rylarc and the wolf were caught in a transformational mage circle. Where there were once two enemies entralled in battle, the circle left only one. From the shock of the change, it took him weeks to heal under the constant attention of a healer. During his treatment, Rylarc was kept hidden in a keep tower, so that only the healer, and his parents could see the disfigurement. His stay in the tower lasted only a year, before Deyric came to the conclusion that his son would not revert back to his former self, and that Rylarc could never be holding lord while appearing ashe did. Cast out in the middle of the night, Deyric disowned the boy, ordering him to never return. Covering his embarrassment totally, he informed the family and servants that his son had passed away, and was buried in a private ceremony. Without friends, family, and being out on his own for the first time in his life, Rylarc struggled to find food and shelter for months. Unable to find hospitality even from the kindest of villagers because of his changeling appearance, he eventually turned to robbing highways and raiding farms for survival. The discovery of his bardic gift came as a surprise to him at age 15. Quickly becoming friends with a blind hermit named Halthic, who resided along the Comb; Rylarc was taught the basics of the harp in exchange for simple chores around the cabin. During one of his first practices, the old man was quick to note the boy's gift, as it brought to life the song of sorrow in a way that dazzled the senses. What had been just a latent possibility of a gift, the circle had blew open, leaving Rylarc with the gift of the bards. Choosing to help the boy understand and use the talent, Halthic sought to teach him everything he could about the harp, with the simple tradeoff being the bard's song. Three years after their first encounter, Halthic passed away, and Rylarc sought out the villages once again. Using his song to bring understanding and compassion, not to mention the occasional copper, the changling found life to be a little easier. With harp in hand, Rylarc took to traveling, surviving by his song and singing for his supper.