Post by Zay on Nov 10, 2018 17:13:09 GMT -5
I've been walking this road of desire, I've been begging for blood on the wall. I don't care if I'm playing with fire, I'm aware that I'm frozen inside, I have known all along. So much more going on, no denying, but I know I'm not standing alone.
Welcome to your life…The House of Mysteries- a noble family with an affinity for acquiring other.. less desirable titles. The outcast, the occult, the Rilyn'tlar’s. They were the gypsies, the black swans of their society, nothing was off limits and the world was their playground. Ambition always a driving force in their lives, an ambition for knowledge, and a hunger for power that was never and could never be sated. A dangerous ambition, and something that blinded the family for centuries.
A noble family by birth right there was a time in the family’s history that they resided within the walls of Silvermoon, alongside all other noble families. Their studies were always considered taboo, and brought them a great deal of strife within the community, but it was nothing that deterred them or drove them from society completely. Velanvia Rilyn'tlar was the youngest child of the family, a promising youth who held great power, a blessing any family would be eternally grateful for. Though it was upon her shoulders that the family thrust all their expectations and desire for power, if anyone would grant them a powerful Magister, it would be her. It was beneath this weight that she suffered silently and lost her chance for any semblance of a childhood, a calm and emotionless smile the mask that carried her day to day. Caitus Rilyn'tlar, her older brother, who was to be the heir of the family and with Velanvia on path the become her family’s first Magistrix and Caitus set to become head of the family, everything seemed to be moving forward smoothly for the Rilyn'tlar House.
Our lives are all just amorphous. This infinite, undefined thing called life... Their house was nestled just a half days travel from Silvermoon City, upon their arrive it was always found odd the magics and studies that their family partook in, though it was mainly only Zaydria and her father who practiced any magic while Elydine refrained from the practice and cared for the house and land. Her mother and father never treated her as a child should be, she was pushed just as hard as an adult would be and she was expected to not make a mistake, mistakes were met with severe punishment. Rarely was she allowed to be a child, and that was only during her time spent with a nearby family’s daughter, Asea Tahl'atri. The two girls become an odd pair of friends as they grow though eventually Asea’s family moved to the city to avoid the troll raids in the local area and Zay didn't see Asea again for many years. Unafraid of the troll raids, Asel kept his family in their home and saw it as a chance to train Zaydria practically, often times forcing her to out into the wilderness alone to deal with the dangerous creatures or die.
Nearly twenty to twenty-five years passed and as the troll raids died down Zay had grown to maturity, her father received word of a Magister who had a great deal of practice with the void and research similar to what their family had always been trying to research and achieve. She was allowed to move to the city, moving into the same flat as Asea, her old childhood friend. Seeking out Magister Umbric she proved herself worthy to become one of his many students, but new to the city and living there she quickly became a black sheep once it became knowledge that she is was one of Umbric’s students. Unaware that the void and things associated with it are considered more taboo within their society, she leaned on Asea to help her blend into society and learn proper etiquette to get through day to day. Asea teached her how to act properly and disguise the things she studied, and the friendship the two shared slowly became something more. Their relationship was quickly cemented, though Asea constantly worried and wanted Zaydria to devote less of her time to studying the void and practice proper arcane magic, something that she wouldn’t have to hide from everyone else and something far less dangerous. Zaydria ignored every one of Asea’s request to quit her studies and pick a more appropriate field, the two often fighting more and more as time passed. Eventually Asea called her out on her lack of attention and dedication to the relationship and that she was letting herself slip further toward the void, becoming too consumed by her research. Dangerously consumed like was common within her family, unbeknownst to her. Zaydria shot back with her own accusations that Asea simply did not want to see her succeed, and in the heat of the moment Zaydria unleashed a creature of the void inside their small flat, almost killing Asea in the process. Though she had killed the creature she had released, she left the flat and Asea, there to die. The next day, the Scourge came for them all.
All the king's horses and all the king's men, couldn't put me back together again... Zaydria was critically injured in the fight with the Scourge and in the genocide that followed. She was able to use what knowledge of the void she had to slip into the shadows unseen and under the cloak of shadows she was able to escape south to the Ghostlands where a small group of elves who had survived took her in and aided her in healing her wounds. Unaware if her family or Asea had survived the attack she left the small camp, even against the advisement of those there healing her. When she arrived at her family home she discovered nothing left there except bones and ashes, the entire place she had once called home was burned to the ground and all who had been there perished with it. Unable to and unwilling to she never sought out Asea to see if she survived. She left the shattered forest and her broken life in search of something different, eventually discovering the shores of Pandaria and meeting several monks who trained at the monastery in Kun’lai. They agreed to take her in and teach her how to properly use her Chi along with martial arts in combat and healing.
Studying with the monks of Kun’lai she formed multiple friendships with the Pandaren there, and she chose to make a permanent residence in the mountains. She received word though that the Sin’dorei had rebuilt, the city of Silvermoon once again the center of their people. Returning to what was once her home she found Magister Umbric, but this time things were different and he was on a path to power they had never thought available to them. She joined him and his other students again, this time with her new abilities and knowledge of the world, but she was never prepared for what was on the other side of that rift.
Welcome to your life…The House of Mysteries- a noble family with an affinity for acquiring other.. less desirable titles. The outcast, the occult, the Rilyn'tlar’s. They were the gypsies, the black swans of their society, nothing was off limits and the world was their playground. Ambition always a driving force in their lives, an ambition for knowledge, and a hunger for power that was never and could never be sated. A dangerous ambition, and something that blinded the family for centuries.
A noble family by birth right there was a time in the family’s history that they resided within the walls of Silvermoon, alongside all other noble families. Their studies were always considered taboo, and brought them a great deal of strife within the community, but it was nothing that deterred them or drove them from society completely. Velanvia Rilyn'tlar was the youngest child of the family, a promising youth who held great power, a blessing any family would be eternally grateful for. Though it was upon her shoulders that the family thrust all their expectations and desire for power, if anyone would grant them a powerful Magister, it would be her. It was beneath this weight that she suffered silently and lost her chance for any semblance of a childhood, a calm and emotionless smile the mask that carried her day to day. Caitus Rilyn'tlar, her older brother, who was to be the heir of the family and with Velanvia on path the become her family’s first Magistrix and Caitus set to become head of the family, everything seemed to be moving forward smoothly for the Rilyn'tlar House.
I don't believe in fairy-tales, but I believe in you and me... Forbidden love, a girlish desire buried deep and long forgotten was finally awakened. A slave to her studies, she learned how to smile- how to really smile- again. Her laughter felt wrong, her happiness became a drug, an addiction her family knew nothing of. A common man by the name of Aeriaen Heartshield, a man who held no magically abilities nor did he have any kind of family name to grant him merit, but for some reason unbeknownst to Velanvia’s family she fell in love with the way he made her laugh. Love was never something her family planned for her, arranged marriage had been the path always destined for her, love would never be enough for them. It was not long before Velanvia became pregnant against her family's will and her life changed drastically for the worse. She stopped all her studies and vanished from society once they learned of her pregnancy and lost her chance to become the Magistix her family desired her to become. Her family were furious, and knowing who the father was, they quickly sought him out. Velanyia would never see Aeriaen again and after her son was born Velanvia and the Rilyn’tlar family vanished from society.
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Monsters are real and ghost are, too. They live inside of us… And sometimes they win… Years passed and young Asel, the son of Velanyia and Aeriaen, grew strong, his grandparents, and several other family members who had remained with them, told him that his parents had died together in some tragic ritual that had the family exiled from Silvermoon due to the danger they unleashed into the city that cause the murder of two others. Having been forced to change their family name to Ama’ki to disguise their true identities. Knowing nothing else he took up his mother’s former mantle and pushed to fill the place in the family she had never had the chance to have. As time passed the elder members of their family began passing away or moving to more remote locations and the family was left with nothing but stories and hearsay of the past none of them had known. His grandparents passed last, leaving Asel the only living relative of his family he knew of and the sole person to carry on his family's research. Eventually he married a Sin’dorei woman he met out in the countryside, she was a fair woman, and had no dealings with anyone from the capital and no clue of Asel’s family’s secret. Her name was Elydine Dawnspear, a beautiful woman with fiery red hair and emerald green eyes. They had a daughter together and decided to move closer to the city in hopes their daughter would receive a better life being closer to Silvermoon. Her name was Zaydria Ama’ki.
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Our lives are all just amorphous. This infinite, undefined thing called life... Their house was nestled just a half days travel from Silvermoon City, upon their arrive it was always found odd the magics and studies that their family partook in, though it was mainly only Zaydria and her father who practiced any magic while Elydine refrained from the practice and cared for the house and land. Her mother and father never treated her as a child should be, she was pushed just as hard as an adult would be and she was expected to not make a mistake, mistakes were met with severe punishment. Rarely was she allowed to be a child, and that was only during her time spent with a nearby family’s daughter, Asea Tahl'atri. The two girls become an odd pair of friends as they grow though eventually Asea’s family moved to the city to avoid the troll raids in the local area and Zay didn't see Asea again for many years. Unafraid of the troll raids, Asel kept his family in their home and saw it as a chance to train Zaydria practically, often times forcing her to out into the wilderness alone to deal with the dangerous creatures or die.
Nearly twenty to twenty-five years passed and as the troll raids died down Zay had grown to maturity, her father received word of a Magister who had a great deal of practice with the void and research similar to what their family had always been trying to research and achieve. She was allowed to move to the city, moving into the same flat as Asea, her old childhood friend. Seeking out Magister Umbric she proved herself worthy to become one of his many students, but new to the city and living there she quickly became a black sheep once it became knowledge that she is was one of Umbric’s students. Unaware that the void and things associated with it are considered more taboo within their society, she leaned on Asea to help her blend into society and learn proper etiquette to get through day to day. Asea teached her how to act properly and disguise the things she studied, and the friendship the two shared slowly became something more. Their relationship was quickly cemented, though Asea constantly worried and wanted Zaydria to devote less of her time to studying the void and practice proper arcane magic, something that she wouldn’t have to hide from everyone else and something far less dangerous. Zaydria ignored every one of Asea’s request to quit her studies and pick a more appropriate field, the two often fighting more and more as time passed. Eventually Asea called her out on her lack of attention and dedication to the relationship and that she was letting herself slip further toward the void, becoming too consumed by her research. Dangerously consumed like was common within her family, unbeknownst to her. Zaydria shot back with her own accusations that Asea simply did not want to see her succeed, and in the heat of the moment Zaydria unleashed a creature of the void inside their small flat, almost killing Asea in the process. Though she had killed the creature she had released, she left the flat and Asea, there to die. The next day, the Scourge came for them all.
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All the king's horses and all the king's men, couldn't put me back together again... Zaydria was critically injured in the fight with the Scourge and in the genocide that followed. She was able to use what knowledge of the void she had to slip into the shadows unseen and under the cloak of shadows she was able to escape south to the Ghostlands where a small group of elves who had survived took her in and aided her in healing her wounds. Unaware if her family or Asea had survived the attack she left the small camp, even against the advisement of those there healing her. When she arrived at her family home she discovered nothing left there except bones and ashes, the entire place she had once called home was burned to the ground and all who had been there perished with it. Unable to and unwilling to she never sought out Asea to see if she survived. She left the shattered forest and her broken life in search of something different, eventually discovering the shores of Pandaria and meeting several monks who trained at the monastery in Kun’lai. They agreed to take her in and teach her how to properly use her Chi along with martial arts in combat and healing.
Studying with the monks of Kun’lai she formed multiple friendships with the Pandaren there, and she chose to make a permanent residence in the mountains. She received word though that the Sin’dorei had rebuilt, the city of Silvermoon once again the center of their people. Returning to what was once her home she found Magister Umbric, but this time things were different and he was on a path to power they had never thought available to them. She joined him and his other students again, this time with her new abilities and knowledge of the world, but she was never prepared for what was on the other side of that rift.
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