Name: Tebryn Zauviir
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Race: Human
Height: 5'11"
Hair: Shoulder length, white
Eyes: blue
class: wizard
Deity: Gaia
Tebryn is the seventh and youngest son of a nobleman and his wife. He was set apart from
his brothers when he was a baby. The closest brother in age to him was ten years older and
the eldest brother was sixteen years older. Unlike his brothers, Tebryn seemed to have a
frailty to him as a child and as he grew older, he grew taller, which only emphasized this
fact. He inherited his mother's coloring of white hair and blue eyes, whereas his brothers
looked like miniature copies of his father.
Not knowing what do with him, they decided to shelter him and educate him, with an intent
to make him a scholar. For what could such a frail boy do? He didn't look like he could
hold a sword or shield, didn't look like he could even become a farmer and marrying him
off sent his nanny and mother into hysterics. He believed whatever his brothers and
fathers told him, thinking that he didn't have the strength to survive in the real world
and believed that becoming or a scholar was his future. As it was, he decided to be the
best at it and wanted to learn everything he possibly could. His mother and father acceded
to his wishes, hiring any tutor needed to teach him. When he was fifteen, they finally
enrolled him in a school that his teacher recommended, unknowingly sending him to be
taught at a school of magic.
He stayed there for many years, writing letters to his family on his progress. The only
person who responded was his sixth brother, who actually took the time to learn how to
read and write at Tebryn's request. Although, Tebryn was three years behind those his age,
he soon caught up with them in a year and a half. He was admired and envied for that among
many other things, but he kept to himself--too shy to talk to others or even know what to
say. He had a few friends to keep him company and his brother's letters to read in the
middle of the night which encouraged him to continue on with his education.
Years went by and soon he became a teacher's assistant, winning the students over with his
soft voice, his graceful gestures and strange commentary on life and the world. Some
classmates were jealous of his position, jealous of his influence on the younger students
and plotted to do something to fix this. On the week, that Tebryn was going on midwinter
holiday with his brother, they followed him and sent a magical construct after them just
as a joke, of course.
Tebryn survived.
His brother and the construct did not.
~*To be continued*~