Eirwyn

Eirwyn: Bau's boo, tortured artist, master of ice elemental magics

Eirwyn was sent to Asima's after much kicking and screaming. He wanted to be sent to a light clan so that he could 'ponder the mysteries of the dragon mind' and 'study ancient sculpture' at the ruins, but his parents and the rest of the clan thought it would be better for him to get a hold of his uncontrollable habit of materializing perfectly spherical, heavy, dangerous, ice balls randomly in spaces that have more that 6 meters of vertical space.

Lot of concussions. Lot of broken horns and being forced to sleep in sections of the lair with very low ceilings with furs heaped on their heads. Lot of abstract snowmen left outside the lair that no one could touch because 'That's my SOUL mom! You're ruining my LIFE!'

Eventually Zal just showed up at Asima's with an apology and a smile asking if she had room and warning her against high ceilings.

This was an outrage to Eirwyn. He was born in a large and prestigious ice lair ruled by the great Za! He was a beautiful glittering white child, a son of the frej, and a controller of powerful ice magicks! And he was supposed to bear the company of these poor borderline heathen witches? Over a few lousy concussions? Ridiculous.

In short, he was a horrible little butthole and he spent his days hoping that they would send him home soon and he could be done with it. It's not like he needed their help anyway, His powers only horribly backfired 30% of the time now. Which of course had nothing to do with Thelema forcing him to practice not killing everyone every day and was instead due to his own iron will and excellent breeding. He was the best and the greatest and his sculptures were amazing.

Until Bau arrived.

They met during her first tour of the lair. She walked up to him eagerly, all dainty steps and fluttering wings, and gave an excited "Hello Ice friend!". Sapphire cringed beside her as talking to Eirwyn was a sure fire way to start your stay hating everything.

And of course, not one to give up a chance to be a *********, Eirwyn gave her a shrewd look over and a " Ooooh so close! Too bad the blue ruins you Plague Rat."

Suddenly he was on the ground watching the room spin.

Hematoma started laughing somewhere in the distance.

When he looked up (when he had the ability to tell which way was up) Bau was not giggling anymore. She was however still smiling very widely. She leaned in close.

"How wonderful," she said, "I have never seen anyone so stupid survive for so long! The Plague Mother would be proud. Well done."

She then stepped over his prone figure and sweetly asked Sapphire if there was somewhere that she could wash her claws.

Hematoma's laughing intensified.

Thus the path of Eirwyn becoming not a huge jerk began. Getting wrecked that hard will really make you think about the words coming out of your mouth. Especially if those words are always the worst and not saying them makes the cute plague girl think you're acceptable smooching material. He's still kind of a huge emotional baby though.

He has now found his place in Asima's clan as a permanent member. He controls his powers with masterful skill and has even stopped going on about his old clan. In fact, he never speaks of them. Barring a few unanswered letters to his parents, he has no contact with them anymore.

He visted them once. He wanted to introduce them to Bau.

There is fear in his eyes when people ask about them now.

He does not tell them why.