Davynn
Davynn from Whitfeld
Davynn has a young face and a natural charm about him – an air of innocence that tends to attract both the right and wrong kind of attention. Despite some rash tendencies and a fear of all things arcane, he’s got a kind disposition and an infectious smile. Still, he’s got a lot to learn about how the world works. Maybe things will turn out okay for the kid. Probably not. We’ll see.
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Generally lean athletic build, the kind you get from physical labor as opposed to lifting.
Body Features
Tan skin with occasional patches of blue scales
Facial Features
Somewhat androgynous face.
Identifying Characteristics
Has a tattoo of an elvish word which he totally forgot what it means.
Special abilities
He's growing blue scales. Dragon puberty is a bitch.
Specialized Equipment
Has a shield with his family crest (House Maran) left to him by his father and a sword gifted to him by his best friend Wil.
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Davynn’s father left before he was born. Growing up, his mother told him stories of how he was a great adventuring hero who travelled the world defending the innocent. She claims, this is why he couldn’t stay with his child. However, he left Davynn three things: a sword, a shield, and a secret.
His mother raised him with the help of the local church of Ryldis, where he learned even more stories of great heroes of old. He resolved at a young age that one day, he’d be a hero too. As he comes of age at 17 years old, he finally gets his chance. With some basic combat training, his father’s weapons, and a bow used to hunt game for the church, Davynn sets out into the world with boundless enthusiasm and high ambition.
Gender Identity
Male
Sexuality
Straight? (he's never considered it too much)
Education
Trained in weapons and hunting by the local Church of Ryldis
Accomplishments & Achievements
Two Time Pig Wrestling Champion.
One Time Potato Eating Champion.
Killed a green-eyed buttface by tossing him into his own ball of fire.
Failures & Embarrassments
Got paralyzed and nearly drowned while sledding down a mud hill.
Keeps dropping his weapons during fights.
Still can't get Xylund to be his friend.
Intellectual Characteristics
Spatial, Emotional, Tactical
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Wanted to become a hero like the ones in hist storybooks. Now he'll just settle for doing some good while trying.
Savvies & Ineptitudes
Surprisingly good drinker for his build.
Not very good at paying attention sometimes.
Likes & Dislikes
Jack Dangerous novels, Argent Order Trading Cards, Elven women (though he will not admit this)
Virtues & Personality perks
Courageous, Energetic, Honest
Vices & Personality flaws
Impulsive, Gullible, Naive
Personality Quirks
Introduces himself to everybody.
Social
Religious Views
Follower of the Church of Ryldis. Is a bit conflicted nowadays on some of their teachings.
Social Aptitude
Charming in a doofy, overly enthusiastic way.
Honorary & Occupational Titles
House of Maran
Birthplace
Whitfeld
Children
Gender
Male
Eyes
Blue
Hair
Dark Brown
Height
5'9"
Weight
140
Quotes & Catchphrases
"Hi, I'm Davynn, from Whitfeld!"
"Friends friends friends friends..."
"Sparky, flame on!"
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In response to Sending
-wanted to tell you... oh, just a second Mom, I gotta take this. Yeah, it’s just Kern, don’t worry. Hey Kern, good to know, I-
To Cecile
Hi Mom,
I don't really know where to start with this one. A lot has happened since the last time I wrote (sorry). I think last time was right after we left Whitfeld, right around High Sun, and there's been a ton of adventure and feelings since then.
We've been kinda bouncing from urgent threat to urgent threat lately. Let's go chronologically, I guess.
First thing we did after leaving Whitfeld was accidentally attack a secret organization dedicated to keeping dangerous magical items and things locked away from the rest of the world. That was our bad -- also almost caused a bunch of monsters to rise up out of the ground and destroy everything. At the time, was super scary, but looking back, I feel like this might just be the new normal stakes for our little group.
Then after that, we split up and I went to go track down a thing from Dad's side of the family. Long story short, we ended up working with the Cathol Ross (I know right) to overthrow their crazy leader. Still a bit conflicted about that, but hey it helped a bunch of crazy people to become more chill. Then it turned out it wasn't their leader after all, it was a glamoured guy who was pretending to be their leader who would have also probably destroyed everything if we hadn't stopped him. Like I said, starting to get used to it.
Then after that, we went to Greyloch and there was a crazy willworker who worshipped Lyranelle that took over the castle from Nysali (the Nenmetai who rules over the place), and he was slowly destroying the city with psychic illnesses and fires. Plus, Orim was starting to set up camp to "protect" the city, but they were giving off all kinds of imperial menacey vibes. So we had to go in and stop him before either he or Orim destroyed everything. After that I figured, we're probably done now right? We can get a break and chill? But nope!
Then after that-
His pen stops, and he considers for a long while
I think I'll save the rest of the story for when I see you in person, actually. That way I can go into more detail.
Also, you know what I realized the other day? It's almost Galefyr! Totally missed my own birthday. I did the math, and I think it actually happened sometime during the stuff in Greyloch. There was something weird going on with time there and yeah, I think it just got totally skipped. Kinda small compared to all the other things that have been going on, but it woulda been nice to celebrate. I'd feel weird doing it late though.
Anyways, it hasn't been all bad. I dunno how fast news travels to Whitfeld from Greyloch, but after we took down the crazy willworker, we actually got a whole ceremony for us. Technically I think we're now a special unit of the Argent Order (rank pending), so that's been pretty cool. Always wanted to join up and we totally skipped a few ranks on the way. I did a me though. During the ceremony I decided that I was tired of hiding the magic bloodline, and I showed everybody my scales. Did I show you those? I think I did. I have scales now.
So if you hear anything about that, sorry if it gets back to you in a bad way. I just feel like I shouldn't have to hide this anymore. I think Dad would agree. But if anybody causes trouble for you about it, just send a letter to Captain Leophyra in Greyloch. She's been our handler for a while, so wherever we are she'll probably send it along, and I'll come back to fix stuff. Actually, feel free to write me in general. I think now that I'm part of the order, they'll route mail to me in the field. Should make it a lot easier to keep in touch!
Oh and do you remember those Tieflings that were with us last time we visited? Yeah, one of them seems like she's kinda into me and I don't know what to do about it. I told her I should wait until after we regrouped - hope that was the right call, you know I'm terrible with this stuff. Just if you see us together please don't try to embarass me like you did with Celia back when I was 14. Lucky for me her name isn't even close to yours so you can't weird me out about that this time.
Anyways, all that was leading up to some good news! I'm gonna try to swing by before we take off on our next leg of the adventure. I've got some things I'd like to tell you about face to face, and I think I could use a bit of time with some familiar faces.
Hey, maybe if I'm fast enough I can make it before this letter does!
Anyways, I'll see you again soon. Love you
-Davynn
itches and hurting
Why am I lying here again? It's uncomfortable. I'm gonna get up.
Things feel fuzzy right now. It's like my brain is itchy or something. But brains don't itch, it's more like it's hurting or something.
I'm gonna grab some more food.
It's annoying that I can't get it to stop hurting. Like how I killed my dad when he was hurting me earlier. I think he wanted it so it's okay. This ration is really dry, I could use some water. I'd rather if it were a honey roll. Or potato candy. Or soup. Soup sounds good. We don't have that though.
I'm going to go walk around the house. My legs feel cramped, kinda like my chest. I should try to stretch it out maybe. Arms up, reach up, look up, try to touch the sky.
Oh, it's dark out now. Gonna be hard to see where I'm going. That's fine probably still gonna take a walk. Off I go!
The other people might try to stop me for some reason so I'm gonna be quiet.
Chest still feels cramped. Brain still feels itchy. Why can't I fix this.
This is dumb. I hate this. I'm gonna yell a bit. Stretch out my lungs.
Hahah, that was fun.
...
I still hate this.
I don't have enough space to think. I could use some water. I need to go somewhere less crowded.
The woods look nice and empty.
It feels like things hurt but they don't. I feel like I'm being squeezed by big giant sacks of potatoes on every side of me. Or when I got locked into the shed with all those bushels and I tried to climb out but then one fell. And it knocked over a bunch of others and they buried me. Like that kinda.
Does it actually hurt? I think it does? What does that feel like again
Ow.
No it's different. Firebolts hurt differently.
The ground is so dirty here. It's squishing when I step on it, and the squishing is really loud and aggravating. Why won't the ground just shut up and let me think.
No, actually the entire forest won't shut up. I need more space, maybe up there.
Hah, easy climb. I'm good at this. Climbing trees is fun and it makes sense. Kinda feeling tired though. I could use some water.
Wow I can't see anything up here with all the leaves. It's kinda nice.
But it's dark.
Oh, right. Sparky flame on.
There, that's better. Sparky's a good friend. I feel like I've had him forever now. At least I knew him longer than I knew Dad for haha. But also neither of them is very warm.
...
I'm cold now. There was real unmagical fire back where I was before. Which way was that?
...
Shit.
Newly stirred-up thoughts
Turns out, destiny is only cool when you don't know what it is. When you do, it turns into an obligation.
Don't get me wrong, this is definitely a cool destiny. Finding out my bloodline is linked to a world ending artifact and that my family has a history of questionable magical experiments that I need to set right is straight out of an adventure novel. I'm pretty sure that was the plot of Jack Dangerous and the Ancestral Arcanist's Apocalyptic Arrangements. I never really realized how terrible it is to actually deal with though.
Especially when everything else goes wrong, which, I guess is kinda just like from the stories too. The orb is cracked, my surviving family is a group of evil, greedy pricks, and I've gotta possibly go rekill my Dad. But despite it all, our hero is gonna save the day by gritting his teeth, keeping his plucky attitude, maintaining his moral fiber, and not killing a helpless and murderous uncle despite how much blood he's got on his hands and how much he wants to get revenge for his Aunt Ori who suffered for so long because of him. Cuz that's what good guys do, they stay on the high ground and see it through to the end.
I hope this is the end at least. We made a new friend (we think) and he's a dragon-fellow like myself, and all my old friends are still sticking with me. I'll need them, badly, but I wouldn't forgive myself if one of them died to help sort out my problems. Especially after how much they've already done.
Okay, let's finish the job.
I need a rest...
I mean that as in, physically I'm tired but also mentally I am tired. Like, this entire day in Caeracht has been terrible, we've been bounced around from trap to trap, run into so many things to fight, and we haven't been able to stop and catch our breath at all this entire time. Plus then we had to fight Katt which was worrying cuz she was supposed to be on our side. I guess I should feel lucky that she was already hurt cuz damn she really messed us up good. I hope the rest of our rescue party is gonna be okay, everybody seems all kinds of beat up. Kern and the sisters seem kinda tapped out on spells, the brainfucking (I can swear guys okay its not a big deal) looked like it really hurt Xylund and Mooshnik, Gayle went down, the lamp bearer is hurt, and now Katt is unconscious too.
I guess I can keep fighting as long as I have to for now, but I'm running low on energy too. And my cloak has ash on it now which makes it look pretty neat and battleworn but that's not really the most pressing issue right now.
You know what? When we're done here and Greyloch is safe, I'm gonna spend some time sitting down with this dragonorb to find out what it can actually do. I don't want to experiment here, while we're nearly dead, but if it's as powerful as everybody has been saying it is, I'd love to be able to use it in case another crisis shows up. Plus, it's my birthright now, I think. Lots of people want to use it for evil still, Temlakos included, so I need to be able to protect it.
I'm also gonna spend so much time getting mind-controlled by Lili and learning how to shake that off. I mean, Katt didn't mind control me but she did use some psychic storm thing and hurt us all, so I need to figure out some way to avoid that. Otherwise, all it'll take is another evil Temlakos-alike to point a mentally projected spear of pain and general discomfort my way and I'll be out a dragonorb and the world will be at the mercy of a mentally projected spear of pain and general discomfort wielding evil Temlakos alike who also has a planar artifact of untold power. That wouldn't be good.
Before that though I think I wanna go back home for a bit. I wanna go talk to Wil, make sure that I didn't mess up that friendship. I mean haha I am terrible at relationships and crush stuff. Looking back on last night, which, honestly wow it hasn't even been a full day, I have no idea what Stohana saw in me how did that even work out. But whatever it was, there was something, so there's gotta be some potential in me and all. Hopefully we can still be cool -- I kinda wanna go steal some horses and race them again like we did when we were 9, but honestly I can just afford to rent them now so that'll be good. Plus, I can drop off some gold for Mom. She could probably use it more than I could, and then she could get the kids at the temple some newer books or something, I think that's still a thing they need.
Oh, and I need to thank Lana for helping me out that night cuz yeah I'm a doofus.
After that, I think I'll see about whether I can actually sign on with the Argent Order. Always wanted to do that, and it looks like now, more than ever, they could reaaaally use some extra manpower. It'll be weird, hiding the scales all the time, Kern would probably sound like Xylund's magic sword if I told him about this, but honestly, I think I could manage. Maybe we get to be all heroic and they'll listen to me proper when I'm like "hey I'm a hero who's also magic so maybe ease up on that stuff!" ...I can hope. At least, I can do some training with them and if they're rude about the magic stuff I'll hopefully have a super powerful magic artifact keyed to my bloodline to protect myself with!
Part of me really wishes I had met dad for real before now, cuz I wanna know who he was, or I guess who he is, where he came from and what he's been doing. But, also, I wanna know more about Mooshnik and where he came from and I'm not really jumping at the chance to ask so I guess that can wait too. Faergar Vochan... whoever he is, it seems like he's pretty good at what he does though. I bet if he wanted to meet me he would have by now, so until then I've just got to hold on. Which, yknow that seems to be the pressing issue right now...
Well, back to the real world. I dunno if we can really do this, Tem's really strong and it seems like the castle itself might be enough to kill us... hahah Xylund was kinda right in his own weird wrong not right way. Things are bad and weird, and then you go to [insert deity of choice] heaven. We've gotta try to make it good and normal, or at least, neutral and acceptable though. For Ryldis and stuff. For Greyloch. For Annie and Corrin. For all of us.
We're gonna do this. And if we don't we're not gonna care enough to worry so let's do this.
A Checklist
[X] Eomose the Builder - I liked that puzzle it was neat
[X]nevermind[X ] Ytta the Serene - done, and also she was nice
[X] Adnali Evenspire - mean, but also pretty awesome in a butt-kicking badass lady kind of way
[X] Llynraavi of Quor - technically didn't see her but pretty sure it was her
[X] Hlofrun and Cyphele - on one hand, the coolest shit we've ever done. On the other hand, the hardest scariest thing we've ever done
[X] Eyneris of Pelgett - hee hee, sworded :D
[X] Nuza d'Obosa - wqdpojjrrfopjewfpojpfjpojwef I hate you
We did it
You'll never guess what we did guys. We actually did it! We stopped the green eyed buttface dead in his tracks but like dead dead in his tracks! You'd probably be so proud of us right now.
I mean maybe not proud. I don't know about you Annie, but at least Corrin seemed like the kind of half-sized chaotic rage machine who would be totally cool with some revenge. I made sure that he heard your names before we finished the fight if that's important to you (sorry for forgetting temporarily it's been a while and I was a little stressed/angry/terrified/etc).
I uhhhh I don't actually know of any "message to the dead" rituals so maybe I should ask Kern about those later. But in the meantime, we've gotten little mementos of you while we were down here.
Actually you guys probably haven't been caught up on a lot of stuff so lemme fill in those blanks first. Remember that orb that you guys were stuck in for a bit? Turns out it's important for a whole lot of reasons. First off it's an artifact of immense magical power and we probably shouldn't have left it with the kobolds. Also, it turns out that it's linked to the Maran bloodline -- they're magic people who did some questionable things basically -- and also to me by extension. Yeah my dad was very likely a Maran. And also very likely the author of many of the Jack Dangerous novels so that's really cool. We're trying to find him still, but there's a lot of other things we need to take care of first.
Like, one thing is that we need to figure out what to do with the dragonorb (that's what we've been calling it) and whether or not it's dangerous if I end up using it. I hope it's not, cuz it's wicked cool, but also some of our new friends seem concerned about it. Annie you probably would have known what to do with it -- you're old and also smart and stuff. Also we've got a guy to wake up who was helping us out, gotta go back to Greyloch on an urgent summons we haven't been urgently attending to... it'll be a fun time probably.
Oh, our new friends are neat. One of them is a bard called Lana and she's pretty nice, really fun person to hang out with. Might eat people but I'm still not clear on that and I don't wanna be racist towards them if that's just what Tieflings do. The other one is her sister Lili who's a wizard, but not the scary kind. Like the awkward neardy cute kind. But not in that way. The horns still kinda creep me out. Also the eating people thing. Oh and the last one is a druid like you Annie, who won't ever shut up and ugh it's annoying when people just babble all the time and never put on a filter isn'-
Oh.
Huh.
Well I think I might have learned something about myself today.
In other news, you'll be happy to know (I think) that the Cathol Ross have probably been robbed of a lot of their power. Their leader is dead, apparently Green Eyed Buttface (Geb for short) has been impersonating him or something and he's dead too now. The gnolls and them are not in league which is comforting.
So that's the summary of it. We have the dragonorb now, it's safe with Lili for the moment. I'm currently watching a golem pound through a wall in a Cathol Ross stronghold to get to a dead dwarf with a kickass lute, so yeah my life has taken an interesting turn all in all.
Back to my past point - we found some of your things, and if you want them returned to your clan then that's cool. We can stop by there and drop them off probably. We'll still have time to get the rest of this done. I dunno if you have somebody you'd like your things returned to Corrin but also we have your tattoo. Like it was cut off of you. I think it's kinda gross but you might think that's kinda metal so I thought I'd mention it.
Anyways, I need to ask Kern about the whole message to the dead thing. Used to think that was probably impossible but, well, we've seen a lot of shit recently, can't really rule anything out anymore. Just wanted to let you guys know that we did it, and that we're all okay still. Ulric's turned out to be a lot more reliable than I thought he would honestly. He killed the Pwn-Eata and everything!
Well, I guess Xylund's a bit more messed up than usual lately but that's kinda what I expected from him so we're good.
You guys probably would have liked Whitfeld. Oh well.
Miss you guys.
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