Brychan Nightstorm
Flight Leader
Someone, somewhere dreamed a dream last night and dreamed us all alive.
Name
Brychan Nightstorm
Nation
Sieges
Dwelling
Siege Bassilith
Race
Sidhe
Posts
2
Created
Oct 20, 2018, 01:39 PM
Accepted
Oct 20, 2018, 01:40 PM
Last Post
Oct 20, 2018, 01:50 PM
Player
Stormwolfe

Personal Information

Birth Year
3001
Aliases & Nicknames
Lord of Thunder
Craft or Trade
Morrighan
Residences
Nightstorm Hold

Appearance

Playby
Chris Hemsworth
Height
6'4
Length
N/A
Build
Large
Hair Color
Dark Blond
Eye Color
Blue
Physical Description
This will be added when I'm finished fiddling with this form.

Relationship Status

Romantically Paired?
No
Imprinted
Yes
Imprinted Name
Taranath

Personality & Traits

Character Traits
Loyal (+/-): Once Brychan's loyalty and friendship are given, they are all but immutable. The downside of this is that he is slow to recognize faults in those he considers deserving of his loyalty and friendship.

Brave (+)

Intelligent (+)
Personality
Details to be written later.
Likes & Dislikes
Meade
Ale
Snails in the right sauce
Wine

Expertise

Education & Languages
Education
Brychan can read and write in his native language and in several others.

Languages Spoken
Sidhe
Dwarrow
Trade / Craft Skills
Will be define if applicable.

Combat & Self Defense

Combat Training
Will define based on Mikhael's bio
Weapons
Will define based on Mikhael's bio
Self Defense
Oh yeah!

The Arcane and Magic

Influence
Light
Arcane Status
Passive
Powers Basis
Dragon-Magic
Powers Description
Will be detailed when the Morrighan document is completed and approved.

Faction / Affiliation

Clan & House
Clan Nightstorm
Siege Bassilith
Rank(s) and Title(s)
Flight Leader

Kith & Kin

Family
Will be detailed once decided.
Allies
Hawke Windwalker

Brychan has other friends.
Adversaries
Lots

History

Family History
He has a clan.
Personal History
Fake details below

[a. 0] 31 October 3515: Mikhael is born.

Brychan Nightstorm was born at the height of one of the worst storms in Bassilith history, a Thunder Snow. Thunder and lightning pierced the night as the young lord made his appearance and an unprecedented blizzard blanketed the land. Wind shook the solid fortress despite its nearly invincible position snug against its cliffs. Mikhael himself, however, arrived quietly with only a single soft cry announcing his presence. 

As tradition decreed, the current High Lord, his father, Kimber Stormdanovich, asked the earth, the Mother Goddess, to grant his son three gifts. Those gifts were strength, compassion and the wisdom to know when and how to use each.

His mother, the exhausted but proud Lady Sonja asked that he be granted gentleness, good health and - someday - a good wife to bolster the first two gifts.

The three older sisters had more tangible gifts to offer...blankets, swaddling clothes, a beautiful hand-woven blanket and promises of love and protection for their new baby brother.

Last, the door opened and the Lord Seneschal entered. Inclining his head, he offered his gifts: a strong sword arm, the knowledge of justice, and knowing when to fight and when to listen.

As ever quiet and watchful, Kimber's Ryndar, Gero of Dawnrunner Clan, did not vocally present a gift. Instead, recognizing something in the tiny baby boy, he vowed to always be there when needed for as long as life granted him that privilege.

The Land Remembers

Started by Brychan Nightstorm, Oct 20, 2018, 01:50 PM
Last Post by Stormwolfe, Oct 20, 2018, 01:50 PM

Brychan's Test Journal

October 21, 3550 Oct 23, 2018, 06:11 PM
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley
And there were dragons, dragons, flying o'er the road,
Wyverns all around us and behind us yellow mold.
And there were Orcses, Orcses filling all the woods,
They all jumped upon us because we were Lawful Goods.

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