V Y N O R I W A R I N

  V Y N   O R I W A R I N,  H O U S E   O F   O B E R O N

"Oh, you poor, saddened son. Why did you go?

From that home splattered in gold like lost paint. 
At what point did that life taste of sand and ash?
Did it drip from your lips like a shimmering ichor?
Too much for anything greater? Too little for anything less?

Perhaps when that young man draped in black was torn from you?
The one whose hand brushed yours a little too often?
Who looked at you for a little too long?
Whose smile glowed like the sun when you were in sight?

You were blind then, and you are blind now.
Its hands have always draped over your eyes.
The shadows dangled from your ankles long before you realized
Just how deep its roots had crawled throughout your being.

Here you stand, 
Blade in hand, 
Standing tall, 
But at any moment, you will fall."

BASIC INFO

NAME(S): VYN ORIWARIN, VYNLANDRIEL OBERON, PRETTY BOY

GENDER: MALE

RACE: WOOD ELF

HEIGHT: 5'11"

ORIENTATION: ??? HE LIKES LADIES 

AGE: 127 (EQUIVALENT OF MID-20's)

BIRTHDAY: 10/04/2920 or 4th of Belgrune, 2920 S.C. (Sanctuaries Creation)

CLASS: ROGUE (ASSASSIN)

STATUS: TO BE WEDDED TO EMERALD ICE (NPC).

Born as sole heir and only son to the noble House of Oberon, Vyn grew up in Arcton within the Bastion of Ash where his family has presided over their house for the last few generations. As he grew and learned, he became dissatisfied with the destiny that was so perfectly laid out for him. All he needed to do was to learn and pay attention, but he heeded none of it. As a child, he questioned the way everything around him was run and built, but he stayed silent and obedient. When he approached his teenage years, he finally began to rebel. First, he handled it covertly; disrespecting simple manners or leaving home slightly uncombed. Anything that could just be seen as adolescent laziness.  His efforts went unnoticed by most adults, at most gaining a scolding of "how do you think your actions reflect on us?" Soon,  he began to fail in school, despairing class and finding any excuse to not attend. The only classes he came to care for were Astronomy and Fencing.

One day after class, Vyn had a fateful meeting with a young man by the name of Aiden Shamsha. They met in a peculiar manner, with Aiden pickpocketing Vyn and leading Vyn to chase him down an alleyway. During their exchange, Vyn offered out half of his coin to Aiden, who hesitantly took it from him. The first words spoken to him by Aiden were, "So the pretty boy can actually keep up?  Impressive.  I would have thought all nobles to be too fat or sluggish to realize when a wallet’s been stolen." This meeting led to an incredibly close and strong friendship between the two boys, with Aiden having eventually set Vyn upon his true destiny as a criminal. Aiden effectively taught him many things that Vyn knows today, such as pickpocketing, lockpicking and how to speak Thieve's Cant.  Though this friendship fell to great tragedy after a rash decision on Aiden's part to leave his mark upon the head of another noble within Arcton.

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