Lysi'ander Vae'khyll
Lysi'ander Vae'khyll (a.k.a. Lev)
His full name is Lysi'ander El'rorion Vae'khyll and goes simply by Lev. He rarely speaks of his homeland nor answers questions about it. The response you get will depend on his mood. For some reason, he rarely changes out of his Winter form.
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Extremely Athletic
Body Features
Lean
Facial Features
Define and Chiesled with piercing eyes
Identifying Characteristics
That his appearance changes. He stays mostly in his winter state here on the prime. His hair is White with blue eyes in Winter.
Physical quirks
No matter his hair color he always has black eyebrows and eye lashes.
Special abilities
Has visions of the arrival of dragons and the doom and destruction it could bring.
Apparel & Accessories
A signet ring made from the Feywild worth 10gp.
An ornate Holy Symbol from the Feywild.
A Cresent Moon Lyre from the Feywild.
Specialized Equipment
WarCleric
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Lysiander was born into the noble Eladrin court of the Feywild, a realm of eternal seasons and whimsical magic. As a young noble, he was known for his quick wit and mischievous nature, traits that often led him into trouble but also endeared him to many.
During his early years, Lysiander befriended an unusual creature - a fairy dragon named Zephyr. This tiny, iridescent dragon became his constant companion and confidant. Through their friendship, Lysiander learned to speak Draconic, a skill rare among the Eladrin. Zephyr often regaled him with tales of the greater dragons and their significant role in shaping various realms.
As Lysiander grew older, his spring/summer aspect became more prominent, amplifying his impulsive and playful nature. It was during one of these moods that he made a fateful mistake. At a grand feast in the Fey Court, Lysiander, got caught up in his emotions and slipped a love potion into the drink of Titaina.
The consequences were immediate and severe. The court was thrown into chaos, and Lysiander's actions were deemed a serious breach of trust and decorum. As punishment, he was banished from the FeyCourt for 100 years.
Exiled from the court, he went to the mortal realm of Nehwon, Lysiander found himself unwanting to change his winter aspect, his sadness and regret manifesting physically. His once vibrant demeanor gave way to a more melancholic state, his hair turning white and his eyes a piercing blue.
However, fate had more in store for him. The Fey Court, recognizing the potential value of Lysiander's unique skills and connection to dragon lore, gave him a mission. They had foreseen the coming of dragons to Nehwon and tasked Lysiander with aiding the mortal realm in preparation for this event.
Now, at 80 years old - still young for an Eladrin - Lysiander walks the lands of Nehwon. He serves as a Warcleric, using his divine powers and fey heritage to gather information and prepare for the dragons' arrival. His knowledge of Draconic and the lore learned from Zephyr prove invaluable in this task.
Lysiander's journey is one of redemption and growth. He seeks to prove his worth, not only to his former court but to himself. Each day, he performs small rituals that remind him of his home and heritage, while also embracing his new role in this unfamiliar realm.
As he navigates the complexities of mortal life and the looming draconic prophecy, Lysiander hopes that his actions will not only aid Nehwon but perhaps, one day, earn him forgiveness and a return to his beloved Feywild's Noble Court.
Gender Identity
Male
Sexuality
Staraight
Education
Is schooled extensively on the religions of the world. Proper Seelie Etiquette. Started training at a young age in the arts of war both physical and mentatly. Well-versed in the different types of dragons. Was in an elite force of protectors of the Feywild from outside forces called the Twilight Wardens.
Accomplishments & Achievements
Not only is he a noble by right and blood, but earned his place in an elite fighting force that protects the Feywild from outer sources called the Twilight Wardens.
Failures & Embarrassments
Ashamed that he dishonored the family name the way he did. Embarrassed that he got banished from court and what the other nobles think of him now. He failed to take up the family place on the Courts Council. Being an only child he wanted to make his family proud but instead, he dishonored their name.
Intellectual Characteristics
Planar Knowledge: Unique understanding of both the Feywild and the material plane.
Seasonal Perspective: Sees patterns and changes in the world through the lens of shifting seasons.
Draconic Lore Expert: Extensive knowledge of dragon history, behavior, and culture.
Morality & Philosophy
Cultural Relativism: His experience in different realms has lead him to be non-judgmental about differing cultural practices.
Harmony with Nature: As a fey being, he values living in harmony with natural forces.
Intellectual Curiosity as Virtue: His fascination with his new surroundings suggests he values the pursuit of knowledge and new experiences.
Taboos
Revealing sensitive information about the Fey Court to outsiders.
Deliberately damaging natural environments or fey-touched areas.
Betraying the trust of those who have accepted him despite his outsider status.
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Redemption: Seeking to make amends for his past mistake and regain his standing in the Fey Court.
Knowledge: Satisfying his curiosity about the mortal realm and its inhabitants.
Protection: Safeguarding both his new home in Nehwon and his connections to the Feywild.
Self-discovery: Understanding his place between two worlds and growing from his experiences.
Connection: Forming new bonds and friendships in Nehwon while maintaining ties to his fey heritage.
Mastery: Developing his skills as a Warcleric and his understanding of draconic lore.
Purpose: Finding meaning in his role as a bridge between the fey, mortal, and draconic realms.
Savvies & Ineptitudes
Savvies:
Draconic lore and language
Fey magic and rituals
Diplomatic interactions, especially in formal settings
Understanding and manipulating seasonal energies
Ineptitudes:
Controlling impulsive behavior, especially when emotionally charged
Understanding or participating in common mortal pastimes
Maintaining a low profile or blending in with mortal society
Handling situations that require a "common touch" or street smarts
Likes & Dislikes
Likes:
He appreciates art and beauty of all forms
Witnessing acts of kindness or redemption
Listening to music, particularly ethereal or nature-inspired melodies
Studying ancient texts, especially those related to dragons
Tasting exotic cuisines and beverages
Observing and participating in seasonal festivals
Collecting unusual trinkets or artifacts
Dislikes:
Unnecessary cruelty or destruction of nature
Rigid, inflexible thinking or systems
Being reminded of his exile and separation from the Fey Court
Betrayal or breaking of promises
Prejudice against fey or other magical beings
Being underestimated or dismissed due to his otherworldly nature
Virtues & Personality perks
Virtues:
Adaptability: Able to adjust to new situations and environments with relative ease.
Loyalty: Steadfast in his commitments, both to his mission and to those he considers friends.
Curiosity: Maintains a keen interest in learning about the world around him.
Empathy: Capable of understanding and relating to others, even across cultural divides.
Open-mindedness: Willing to consider new ideas and perspectives.
Responsibility: Takes his duties and the consequences of his actions seriously.
Vices & Personality flaws
Vices:
Impulsiveness: Can act rashly, especially when emotionally charged (as evidenced by the love potion incident).
Melancholy: Tendency to dwell on his exile and past mistakes.
Pride: Remnants of his noble upbringing can lead to arrogance or a sense of superiority.
Obsessiveness: Can become overly focused on his rituals or prophecies.
Flaws:
Naivety: Despite his age, he can be naive about certain aspects of mortal life.
Easily Distracted: His fascination with the exotic beauty of Nehwon can lead him astray from his mission.
Overconfidence: Might overestimate his ability to handle unfamiliar situations.
Difficulty with Practicality: Struggles with mundane, practical tasks in favor of the magical or philosophical.
Trust Issues: His exile might make it hard for him to fully trust others, especially authority figures.
Perfectionism: Strives for unattainable perfection, leading to frustration or delays.
Indecisiveness: When faced with choices that significantly impact his mission or personal redemption.
Escapism: Might use his rituals or focus on his mission to avoid dealing with personal issues.
Inflexibility: Can be stubborn about changing his views or admitting when he's wrong.
Guilt Complex: Carries a heavy burden of guilt over his past actions, which can cloud his judgment.
Personality Quirks
While in deep thought he will twirl with his hair with his left hand.
Mutters in Sylvan under his breath when frustrated or surprised.
Reflexively reaches for a non-existent crown or circlet when startled.
Has a habit of collecting small, seemingly insignificant objects that catch his eye.
Hygiene
Proud of looking his best. Keeps his armor oiled and clean. Believes in looking the best that you can. Appearance after all is the first impression.
Social
Contacts & Relations
Zephyr: His fairy dragon friend, likely still in the Feywild but possibly a source of information.
A sympathetic member of the Fey Court: Someone who secretly keeps him informed about Feywild matters.
Fellow exiles: Other fey creatures living in Nehwon, forming a small support network.
Family Ties
Family connections throughout the Feywild.
Zephyr, a fairy dragon was his best friend growing up. The Fey Court.+
Religious Views
Follows Titania and Freya but keeps an open mind about the Religions of the Mortal Realm.
Social Aptitude
Strengths:
Empathetic listener: Able to understand and relate to others' emotions.
Charismatic presence: His fey nature lends him a certain allure.
Cultural adaptability: Capable of learning and respecting new customs.
Challenges:
Cultural misunderstandings: May sometimes misinterpret mortal customs.
Otherworldly demeanor: Can be perceived as aloof or strange by some.
Prone to melancholy: His winter aspect can affect his social energy.
Mannerisms
Speaks with a lilting accent that becomes more pronounced when emotional.
Tends to bow slightly when greeting others, a remnant of his noble upbringing.
Frequently glances at the sky, as if reading signs in the clouds or stars.
Has a habit of trailing off mid-sentence when struck by a new thought or vision.
Often stands with perfect, almost unnatural stillness when observing.
Has a distant look in his eyes when recalling memories of the Feywild.
Often pauses before answering questions, as if consulting some unseen source.
Habitually adjusts his clothing or hair, ensuring a regal appearance.
I watch over my friends as if they were a litter of newborn pups.
I begin or end my day with small traditional rituals that are unfamiliar to those around me.
1)Dawn/Dusk Light Collection: He captures the first ray of dawn or the last ray of dusk in a small prism or crystal, whispering words in Sylvan.
2)Shadow Naming: At noon, he names his shadow, believing this keeps his fey essence intact in the mortal realm.
3)Whisper Exchange: He whispers secrets to plants or stones, sometimes appearing to receive whispers in return.
4)Dream Weaving: Before sleep, weaving strands of colorful thread into intricate patterns, then unraveling them upon waking.
5)Emotion Crystallization: "Capturing" his strongest emotion of the day in a small, colorful crystal.
6)Seasonal Blood Offering: Pricking his finger to offer a drop of blood to the earth at each solstice and equinox.
7)Star Pattern Alignment: He picks a constellation at night, then arranges rocks to mimic the constellation, and that is where he rests for the night.
8)Weapon and Armor Attunement: Before he dons his armor or sword for the day. He will clean and sharpen, then lay his armor and sword on the ground in front of him. He then kneels and mediates, projecting his thoughts into them
Hobbies & Pets
Loves to draw maps, paint, and calligraphy. Enjoys playing the lyre, of music from his homeland and learning new music from this new land.
Speech
Man of few words
Lysiander, an Eladrin Warcleric exiled from the Fey Court, now resides in Nehwon. This 80-year-old fey speaks Draconic and has prophetic visions.
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Alignment
Chaotic Good
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Noble Birth within the Fey Court
Age
80
Date of Birth
31st Schwarzhexe @ Midnight of 2942
Birthplace
Feywild exactly at midnight
Children
Gender
Male
Eyes
Blue in Winter / Red in Summer / Green in Spring / Golden in Fall
Hair
White in Winter / Black in Summer / Blonde in Spring / Honey in Fall
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Fair in Winter / Fall Tan in Summer / Spring
Height
5'8"
Weight
160lbs.
Quotes & Catchphrases
"Even in winter's grasp, summer's warmth lingers in memory."
"Home is where the heart is, even when the heart beats in exile."
"Curiosity is the first step on the path to wisdom."
Lev's Reflection of Session 21 and 22
16th of Zepter, 3022 (Year of the Shifting Shadows) (*Session 21)
The mortal realm continues to challenge me in ways I never anticipated. Today, I found myself in a most undignified position - caged like a common beast alongside a human named Dorian. My capture came about during a scouting mission near a temple, investigating rumors of dragons being born in this area had reached the ears of the Twilight Covenant. I offered to investigate it by myself. Which lead me here, caged like an animal.
I must admit, a part of me was tempted to simply use my fey step ability to escape, but something held me back. Perhaps it was curiosity, or maybe a growing sense of connection to these mortals I now find myself allied with. Regardless, our captivity was short-lived thanks to the intervention of a group of adventurers.
A kind halfling soul named Lilly provided us with rations, a gesture that touched me more than I expected. Our gear, thankfully, was within reach. Before resting, I engaged in a ritual familiar yet strange in this foreign land - weaving an intricate pattern with colored thread, a practice that always preceded my fey reverie back in the land of Faerie. These hours of trance-like rest were a bittersweet reminder of home, until being jolted from my reverie.
Our respite was rudely interrupted by an attack from eight gargoyles. The battle was fierce, and while we managed to fall seven of the stone beasts, one escaped. The skirmish left me exhilarated and troubled, as I rub my fingers over a smooth small crystal, capturing this emotion. It's clear that danger lurks around every corner in this realm. Thinking more on the subject and rubbing the crystal, I slowly drift back into my reverie.
17th of Zepter, 3022 (Year of the Shifting Shadows) (*Session 22)
Our rest broke with an unsettling discovery - Mattaeu had vanished during the night. The ever-exotic Nebula had briefly woken up during the night to see him up and about but thought nothing of it. Who would leave their companions at a time like this? Either that explains a lot about his character, or something is off. We refilled our wineskins from a nearby fountain of slightly sulfuric water, its water an extremely awful substitute for the crystal streams of the land of Faerie. Cathllynn, displaying an impressive shapeshifting ability, transformed into a spider to scout ahead. Her report was grim - the missing children were found, but under some malevolent influence.
Steeling ourselves, we ventured forth to confront a two-headed Ettin. Our ambush was swift and effective. I called upon the power granted to me by both Freyja and Titania, unleashing a guiding bolt that struck true. However, in a moment of carelessness, I managed to injure myself in the fray more so than the Ettin did - an oh so humbling reminder that I'm, in fact, not infallible.
Victory was short-lived as two hill giants lumbered into the room. The ensuing battle was chaotic and brutal. I found myself on the brink of unconsciousness, forced to use my fey step to retreat behind the Hill Giant that was focused on me. The support of my companions was invaluable. Lilly's transformation into an elk drew attention away from me, while Cathllynn's healing touch brought me back from the brink. Dorian's precise arrows found their mark time and again, while Bennith's arcane energies crackled through the air. Ikiri, Ironcast, and Tigeth formed a formidable front line, their martial prowess keeping the giants at bay. Orianna's fiery magic and Nebula's swift strikes added to the onslaught.
Throughout the melee, I witnessed impressive displays of skill and bravery from all my newfound allies. It was our unity, our ability to work as one despite our diverse backgrounds, that ultimately led to our triumph over the giants. Each of us played a crucial role, our individual strengths combining to overcome a seemingly insurmountable foe.
As the dust settled, we tended to our wounds and gathered what spoils we could. I claimed a battleaxe, a weapon that might prove useful in this strange land. Despite the victory, I find myself drained, both physically and magically.
This experience has been enlightening, and I feel my connection to my dual deities growing stronger. The challenges of Nehwon are vastly different from those I faced in the Twilight Wardens, yet there's a familiar thrill in facing adversity alongside comrades. As I have these thoughts, I can't help but wonder what Zephyr would make of all this. His wit and wisdom are sorely missed.
I can't help but consider how the Twilight Covenant would view this experience. Our encounter with the Ettin and Hill Giants, while formidable, pales in comparison to the prophesied coming of dragons. Yet perhaps there's a lesson here. The diversity of this group, our ability to adapt and overcome together, mirrors the very strengths the Covenant seeks to cultivate. If we are to face dragons, it will require not just the unity of fey, but an alliance that transcends racial and planar boundaries. This mission, initially seeming like a punishment, may be providing crucial insights into the challenges that lie ahead. Zephyr would surely see the irony in finding such valuable lessons in exile. (A small and extremely brief smirk forms on his ever-solemn face at the thought)
New challenges await, but for now, we must save the children. The path ahead is uncertain, but I am beginning to see that my exile might be more than just punishment - it could be an opportunity for growth and discovery. The bonds forged in battle with these diverse individuals remind me of the strength found in unity, a lesson both Freyja and Titania have long taught. This same feeling that I have ever grown fawn of within the Twilight Wardens and Twilight Covenant. Perhaps this is part of my journey, to learn to bridge worlds and bring together disparate forces, just as I balance the teachings of two divine patrons.
I believe I am precisely where I am meant to be, and that is truly why I did not simply fey step out of the cage. This is all connected, I just do not understand the role that little young me…I mean I’m only 80, well almost 81 in an about a month, is to paint on this canvas. Perhaps these people are to play a major role and are all connected in an even larger picture to be painted on the great canvas of the world? Grit, adaptability, and time will tell, but for now, let’s save some poor innocent children.
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