Yaevinn

Stat Referance for Nightwind

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By Bon!

Sentinel of the woods Deep Forest Elf Hunter | Strong | Exiled "Yaevinn is renowned for his great strength and cunning and has been bestowed the title of 'Beast Master' after the defeat of the chaos ridden forest wolf Narmo, He wears the pelt in respect for a once great and revered wolf fallen to the wils of chaos. By his side hangs his magical sword 'Gyrlhan' to defeat chaos and cling to his ever fragile thread to life." "Art here"

Companions Lover None Friends None Rival None

Story Current: - Lives in the Tangled woods with History: Re-Writing Lore! Final act: The sounds of the landscape vibrated as he pushed aside the leather hanging exit to the tent. The vast view overcame him of the snow peaked mounts and the deep valleys that cut their way down the predetermined lines. Yaevinn stepped out and walked down the small gravel path following it to the edge of the cliff looking out at the view of the horizon. The other nights hallucinations and travels to other disassociated worlds and dimensions waded back into the forfront of memories importance. The secrets to unlock his life rested unreachably in his subconscious, right in front of him. The ease of it the ultimate trick. Other memories soon flooded back in hidding any meaning to be found his life, mind and others formed back his ego. He sat down as he reached a small mound looking out at the slowly dissappearing stars in the changing blue sky dark to light, the moon gone and suns rays pushing out the dark and beconing to day but the night still clung onto its last, lingering. Closing his eyes he watched as deer and elk pranced across the sky towards the sun a dark wolf chasing them from the shadows bouncing from star to star. The mountains become great cities bustling and moving with thousand different souls until a great claw fell from the sky racking it away and falling to dust. He opened his eyes to the now alien world, the real world of plants and wild animals were loud upon his defeaned ears. He hadn't felt or talked to the land for the past 3 years since his early years in the Viridian Labyrinth. His path scattered his friends all gone, alone - a silent life. Solitude turned to lonliness. The sky loomed and slowly fell upon him. The small movement of times hand, all so insignificant all so grand. Yaevinn drew Shadveer's dagger from under his belt placing it on his lap, He looked down at his arm the great mountains and veins of rushing river valleys moving down his arm life and death floated within. Dhalauei walked over to yaevinn sitting crossed legged looking out into the vast landscape the great ranges that she had lived for the past 200 years but still she let the beauty of it sink into her strengthening her. She walked into distance so yaevinn could hear her. " I saw your other spirit last night among your dreams, the thing that holds you in its debt. I was not powerful enough to teach it to let go of its selfish grasp, nor yours. I do not know all I admit, usually only the power of the individual that I walk with. But sometimes I can only bystand as they move to and fro. You are not the first or the last.Not all meaning is found in the first years" She paused waiting for a reply, but was met only with silence and the tilting of the earth so she continoued. "Nor in your first life... farethee well and good luck dark wolf/" "it is all just a continouations and a call to be" she said as she walked off into the new mornings sky. Yaevinn’s first memories is of the dark forest, old trees with trunks the size of large boulders shooting up into the sky and the stars twinkling between the dancing leaves and then of his grand-father walking out and kneeling down putting a hand on his shoulder and with his grey eyes looking deep into him to find something that he thought might dwell beneath. “If you want to live boy,” he said shaking him slightly to make a point “You must follow me and learn from the things I do and say because you will get nothing more but a swift death out here if you do not. Remember that, for here only the trees give us comfort and safety.” He took a deep breath as the wind passed through them, accepting the bond between the two. “I am born from nature, and you shall be too.” His final words reverberated in his mind as he stood and walked off into the blackness of memory. He never knew his parents and it was never a question or an answer he got given, to most dragons in the Viridian the forest is a parent enough to them all. He was brought up by his grandfather in the harsh undergrowth of the Viridian in the thick inner forest that surrounded and guarded the Great Tree. His grandfather was distant but knowledgeable giving Yaevinn hard lessons to survive the Viridian from herbalism to learning how to hunt, track. The most important lesson that Yaevinn held close to him was the ability to communicate and respect the spirit of nature.

They lived lonely dark lives, constantly moving under the shadow of the tree that whispered its safety. They followed the beasts as they migrated to fresh food and clear waters while evading the more dangerous creatures as they travelled through the flow of the woods. As he grew older Yaevinn often would leave and travel alone with the antelope and other creatures adventuring carelessly through the entanglement of forests, surviving through the teaching of his grand-father.

However when he met other people they would meet him with wariness and sometimes threats of violence uncertain of the wild types that live outside of their clans and scrutinising those having no clan of their own. After these encounters Yaevinn actively avoided people watching afar as they performed their daily rituals and their odd ways of behaving, estranged from their natural environment exploiting and desecrating sacred trees and pools.


When Yaevinn turned 18 his grandfather left him in wardship of a piece of land resting on the edge of his domain a small tract of rolling hills scattered with forest and a river flowing through it. To become the protector of the land his grandfather brought him to the council of druids that performed a ritual of the land entwining Yaevinn in the spirit of the land connecting the person and land together.


In awe Yaevinn spent every day watching his lands and learning the animals that passed through and the ones that had settled their homes. Only after a year of his new charge was there rumours of a dark choas entangling unwary animals and plants entangling them with its curse.

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Narmo, a great forest wolf once blessed by the Gladekeeper and protector of a vast realm of forest became entangled within the chaos as the shades first tendrils are seen pressing back into the physical realm. Narmos mind enraged with ethereal tendrils penetrating her grows irritated and rabid attacking and killing anything nearby, its mouth foaming with black sludge.
In its rage it roamed through Yaevinns and his grandfathers land killing and corrupting as it went, in an effort to stop it Yaevinns grandfather fought Narmo protecting his land but was slain his body wrecked upon a rock.

Picking up his dead grandfathers sword Yaevinn attacked Narmo against the harsh words of the druids, in a blinded rage he does not listen and leaves them going out to confront Narmo and only killing her through a fluke and help from nature/animals etc.

The Druids scold him for taking Narmo when she was chaotic and not cleansed, they outcast him and take away the right to his lands. Troubled by this Yaevinn with the help of a rogue druid goes into the underworld unguided to help Narmo back to her original self and gets lost in a festering limbo but finds and follows a sludge trailing of Narmos.
He finally meets the spirit of Narmo after months of searching, she has collapsed in a dark cave were she is slowly being eaten alive by the choas that surrounds her. She asks him to save her from what ever has cursed her. He sees each hair of her fur moving and the pores red and bleeding. Yaevinn breaks off stone from the wall sharpening them into blades and starts skinning Narmo to release her spirit that is held in through her skin, in pain she strikes out biting into him and clawing his body.
she gives him her hide to help her enter the next world without being cursed however gives the curse(from an unknown god) to Yaevinn in the form of her hide.
.Yaevinn disappears into the undergrowth after the event not to be seen until he is older
.Wears Narmos skin that she shed in the underworld to give to him, it turns from brown to black as its power changes from controlled to feral. When he puts the hide over his head he turns into the physical form of Narmo the ferciousty of the woods flow through him when he does it.


.He comes back to the Viridian jungle 3 years later and leaves his part of the woods that border the lands of me and goes into deeper elvish lands as an unknown hunter and tracker knowing almost every secret path of the Viridian. He starts helping different clans solve their problems with roaming beast's and other monsters that also live in the darkness of the Viridian.
.However he himself never belonged to a clan always an outsider and loner, living in a dark hermits house that he built hidden from the outside world.
He struggles to fit in and understand other people the people that surround him


. After the people hear about his use for the protection he meets Fingolfin a prince of the land that he lives near(strikes up a mutual respect), he offers him a small band of warriors(4) to protect the forest - the green watch(includes F's brother), he begrudgingly accepts with the threat of being banished/kicked out from Fs land.
.Leaves the cloak, that he doesn’t touch for years staying in a sceret stash that is under his house


.Befriends F's brother as the patrol the lands, he meets their sister which he falls in to a strange kind of love with and they live like that for years.


.They catch wind that a prophecy will be spoken up the stream of Parthos, that is also been followed by a necromancer wanting to corrupt it and change it to his whims
.Yaevinn & F's Brother follow the trail up a stream into an old mountain until the spot the necromancer placed as a trap, entering their minds he warped the insides capturing Fs brother in an enragement
.Fs brother betrays Yaevinn through the warped magic that he has weaved for years around his mind
.Yaevinn accidently kills the brother while trying to subdue him.. stream runs blood red.
.The necromancer continuous up and completes the anti-prophecy the forest starsts getting sucked up into its ethereal plane destroying and mutaliting
Yaevinn escapes going back to see F’s sister attempting to convice her to leave with him but she refuses leaving everyone behind he cared for in a mist, his mind is still strewin temper
.Trees changing colour animals dying and he passes out as he reaches the edge of land
.He wakes to the poking of a stick of a travelling merchant with his cart and ox, knowing the wrath of Fingolfin he flees.


.Travels to a port town and lives in a broken down inn near the warf, the broken camel. He is harrassed and insulted&physically abused hated by the locals, he joins a new gang that peddles drugs and contraband on rival territories.
He is not totally sure of the stability of his mind and the bricks of the city bear down on him, sending him into a dark spirl
He gets pulled in with comradeship and commits crime relishing the pain he extracts from the humans.. but it all turns out to be a false. He is set up by a member and caught by the corrupt city guard.
They are killed by fingolfins hunters as they are charged to bring back his?
A dark elf from the group helps him escape killing one of them.


.Gains crossing from a smuggler a dark elf smuggler which is know by the member. escaping from the hunters after him.




.Meets Imnye at the edge of the Viridian and the Tangled woods
.Lives with her for a year before she decides to take him to Bal'halom
.preforms a purging ritual with smoke and a drink from a special plant. Iminye tattoos him with the dark sap of a tree
.Sends him into a nightmare, Narmo spirit comes to his help and has to skin him to release the spirit.

.Feels nothing, is disconnected from the world, slits his wrist... watches the sunest.
Imnye walks over to him talking and then leaves as he dies.

.Sees the spirit in the woods everywhere, joins zebs clan and helps her look after her part of the woods??

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