Alexia Drelledovie
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Ivron Silverrus-Tower Guard in Training (Warder)
Ivron Silverrus
Age: 19
Height: 6' 4"
Weight: 220 lbs
Hair: black (shoulder length and usually pulled back and bound with a leather cord)
Eye color: piercing light blue
Appearance:
Ivron is almost always seen in his traditional armor. He is always with his most trusted companion....his sword. He is generally adorned with a deep blue cloak embroidered with the crossed scimitars of house Silverrus. At the same time the crest on his armor pays homage the royal house of Fydain. Practical and purpose driven Ivron harbors contempt for the more exquisite and lavish decor favored by most nobles. His appearances in noble finery have been marked as short and rare. Clad in a soldiers heavy boots, simple breeches, a common tunic and of course his fine armor, Ivron feels properly presentable to a man befit his station.
History-
So, you've come to hear my story. You've come to find the force that drives my insatable and relentless strive for martial perfection. Well, friend prepare yourself for mine is not a tale of grandeur or a culmination of accomplishments and boasts. Rather it is a lyric of sorrow, and epic of mere survival, and a reality of far too many defeats. A curse is my legacy, a shadow my destiny, pain my companion and haunting my every hour is an ever preasnt and undeniable......madness. Come, I will tell you so that you, like so many others, will know the depth of my plight. So you will know the justification for why the masses will yet shun me..........
I was borne of a chance and unwed union of her majesty Queen Saveena Fydain High Seat of House Fydain and Lord Dakkan Silverrus High Seat of House Silverrus and former Lord Captain General of Andor. Feeling distraught at her self proclaimed failure to produce an adequate heir (a female descendant of the legendary Queen Ishara) Queen Saveena grew to harbor no small amount of malice for me. However to save face, reputation and to ultimately more deeply secure her waning rule she (reluctantly) obliged tradition and bestowed upon me the title of First Prince of The Sword. Despite my father's ever vigilant efforts to dissuade her, Queen Saveena resented me. Behind the veil of privacy she openly loathed me. Graced by her presence only for my usefulness as a show piece, in view of nobility, my childhood was somewhat unprecedented for one of my birthright. Forgoing a path of political scheming and deceit (common noble traits/skills) I instead became the product of my father's watchful mentorship and my tutor's strict grooming. Endless hours were consumed in the study of all things prudent to my station. Little did I know that among those tedious hours of lecture and instruction I would find my one and only salvation.
Salvation for my years to follow.
For my education my father provided nothing but the finest instructors and tutors. As a product of nobility I was well schooled in the arts of trade, government, diplomacy and un-avoidably politics. At the age of ten my studies became somewhat unorthodox. My father deemed it essential that My martial studies grow to include many of the .....somewhat less refined aspects of warfare. The first and most predominate new aspect of my study was to imbue me with a superior knowledge and skill with a blade. For this my father contracted his closest friend, and ex-warder, by the name of Maligant Seithya. Master Seithya was indeed the most deadly and awe inspiring man I had ever met. (A rarity among the gaidin, Maligant's Aes Sedai had fallen in battle and he had survived the loss of the bond.) Maligant derived purpose in my training as I derived knowledge and renown for my skill.
The second aspect of my training was hunting. Hunting people that is... To serve as my instructor in this my father yet again delved beyond the bounds of accepted protocol and retained an untamed woman named Cordurra of the Goldrock Sept of the Genn Aiel . A former Far Dareis Mai (maiden of the spear) Cordurra would not utter even a single word of her past or origins(she violated her toh and exiled herself in shame). Under her fanatical care she taught me of the Aiel, their ways of moving in silence, the dance of the spears and their exceptional form of unarmed combat.
Under the combined efforts of Cordurra's and Maligant's tutelage the following years produced in me an unwavering obsession with these new found arts. As time drew on I pursued them almost to the exclusion of all else. To achieve the oneness, the more than perfect union of mind, body and blade became my passion......it consumed me. Weeks drifted into months and soon after months melded with years and my fanatical pursuit of martial perfection endured.
It was my father's death in the winter of my seventeenth year that finally stirred my course. His death struck me profoundly. It was then that my curse unveiled its self. It was then that the demons within first assailed me. In my mourning I began to be taken in episodes of some light forbidden trance. The episodes were marked with my eyes seeing color like never before, my blood would seem to boil as a cold wretched sickness would overcome me, All the while a strange intoxicating euphoria would grasp and fill me with an unnatural sense of immortality and a black vileness beyond my comprehension. Every sound, every movement found my senses ten fold. I felt .....alive like never before. Then uncontrollably certain phenomena started to occur. Some days I would awake to my bed aflame. Other times walls in the palace would be rendered breakable to the touch. Strange winds, talking winds, would plague the palace grounds. On one particularly horrible episode a large crack appeared in the earth of the palace courtyard. Maligant ever vigilant eye instantly recognized the source of these horrors.........the raging torrent of sadin welled deep within...........me. Fearing a threat to her throne and base of power Queen Saveena concocted an elaborate and cunning cover-up. Ashamed and fearful of the beast within I was to retired to my newly acquired Silverrus family estate in western Andor. There I isolated myself from the realm with the exception of Maligant, Corrdura and a select few servants who could be trusted not to disseminate the existence of my affliction.
As several seasons came and went my condition worsened. piercing screams and the rantings of madmen filled my every waking hour while horrific demons stole my dreams.
Alas not all was lost. Under the light I found a means of deliverance from the madness. It occurred soon after the naming day of my eighteenth year. The oneness was my salvation. Through it I abated the hysteria that had become my prison. For in the void, as some call it, there is no conscious emotion. There is no fear for the voices of raging heretic to condemn me. All is fed to the flame that burns all to stillness and imparts well to movement through the forms. No longer would I be the pawn of the dark one to lash out with his tainted curse of Sadin.
It has been over a year now since the last time I wrought destruction from the beast within. In my minds calm I am now somewhat confident that I can refrain. However I can still feel it. The swell of savage raw power just beneath my skin, begging. clawing and demanding release. Sadin is ever a part of me now. I know I can not be rid of it. Only time will tell if my mastery of mind and sword, that is the same, will be enough to truly subdue it.
So friend as I embark on this journey wrought of obligation I fear what the pattern has in store for me. I arm myself only with my convictions, the sword gifted to me of Maligant and the weight of a thousand mad men imprisoned within me. Before me lie the massive gates of Tar Valon. As prescribed by tradition I must venture to the teachings of the legendary Gaidin, the warders. In truth I view this as a light blessed opportunity. I have high hopes that here among them that I will attain what I sought so many years ago when Maligant first places a sword in my hands. I seek true mastery and through it true peace.
Edited by: Alexia Drelledovie at: 2/1/06 6:52 pm
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