Description
A lithe being is before you, the almond color of his skin creating a crisp
contrast to the streaks of raven colored hair that hang wildly about his
head. A set of rather pointed ears protrude from the blackened wisps of
hair, their shape easily betraying his elven heritage. They sit to either
side of a slender face, and a distinct set of cheekbones frame in the emerald
eyes that peer out from above them. While no longer containing the vigor of
youth, you are able to discern quite a bit of life within his gaze. There is
a certain look of savagery about this being, mostly due to the rather subdued
and tattered condition of the clothing he wears. His body is held erect when
standing, and is thinly framed by a set of slender shoulders. There is also a
certain herbal smell emitted from his direction, the odor containing a
slightly pungent tinge to it. Judging by his dress and the amount of mud and
sand he tracks with him, it is safe to assume he has spent many a day within
the wilds.
Role
A simple prayer
Added Tue Jan 29 21:15:43 2008 at level 51:
A simple altar of rough stone stands in the center.
Cyrein leans forward as he kneels slowly, his knee soaking up the damp ground
below it.
Cyrein stares towards the simple altar, a look of devotion upon his face.
You say 'While I will never bow to any, I come here revered by the spirit.'
You say 'Touched by that which has surrounded and enveloped me.'
You say 'Through the spirit I've have honed my listening to the voice of
instinct. With it I've grown strong.'
You say 'I've maximized all that is within me by listening to its guiding.
But it is the spirit I share with all about me...'
You say 'That truly makes me who I am.'
You say 'I am the priest, I am the Outlander, I am the wolf, I am the tree, I
am even my enemy. We are all connected.'
You say 'In all of this I have become Cyrein Ael'Lil. Stronger than he was
when he arrived. Wiser now through the spirit.'
Cyrein closes his eyes and begins to meditate in a silent prayer to that
which surrounds him.
The sun rises above the horizon.
Cyrein slowly stands, the damp earth leaving a mark upon his knee.
Further Journeys
Added Sun Jan 27 21:38:49 2008 at level 51:
Cyrein AelLil, who had now taken the name of his circle as his last, sat
again perched in his usual spot of the gardens of Hillcrest. It was
something about the irony of the plentiful nature within the city that drew
him here. Almost as if nature was reclaiming its place amongst the
cobblestone. Here in the heart of the city, a new heart of nature grew. He
saw it as the most promising of places throughout where hed visited. To him
it was a sign of change. A sign that the spirit grew just as it had grown in
him. It had been many years since his time with the circle, and now more
than ever he knew the prospects of returning to such a place were dim. While
in some ways this saddened him, in other ways he was uplifted because he knew
that he was needed here.
Cyrein had felt like he had made a place amongst the refuge, and had brought
with him the powers of healing that none other had within the tree. His
ability to heal brought growth he thought. It was also here he was able to
engage with others and grow the spirits of those within the tree. From his
talks with Riv, his adventures with Falvazar, and his raids with Feilinal, he
felt that in some way he had contributed to the growth of their spirits. He
did what he could to not detract from their instinct or spirit, and therefore
would attach himself to them as they did battle as little as possible. He
felt that each should be strong on their own to be a true master of instinct.
he felt comfortable in that fact with an individual, he would not
travel often with that person. He was not there to be their crutch or to
hold them up. He was instead there to nourish what had already grown, and
make it more bountiful so that when that persons harvest was upon them, they
would know in their spirit that it was plentiful.
While he had been somewhat cynical in his approach to many, there was also a
caring and devoted side to Cyrein that wished all would find their instinct
and let it guide that which lived within them. He was harsh, but not overly.
but not abrupt. A teacher, and a student. All these things
described Cyrein, and with these thoughts in mind he pressed forward looking
to further strengthen the Tree and all those who would stand against
civilization and oppression. He would continue to preach the words of the
spirit in the cities. He would begin a journey that he hoped one day would
lead to his immortality.
The Finding of That Within
Added Mon Jan 21 11:12:08 2008 at level 51:
Cyrein drifted off into a slumber while lying under the branches of an
ebonwood tree on afternoon. As he began to slumber, a dream came over him.
In this dream Cyrein felt as him there were some level of consciousness about
him, as his thoughts seemed to echo in his head. It was the same vantage
point he had before he began his slumber, but this time there was an
abundance of wildlife that was before him. Each seemed to represent a
certain aspect of man and his spirit. He noticed first the majestic deer,
its antlers crowning proudly above his head. In this he saw speed, agility,
precaution and awareness. He saw the strength in it horns, but knew also it
was no hunter. Perhaps this was his spirit he saw. Yet, he did not feel the
connection. Looking on he noticed a black bear that lumbered slowly about
the forest, foraging through various bushes trying to find a cache of berries
that might satisfy the hunter inside him. Cyrein saw this being, and within
him he saw strength, he saw a balanced hunter, one who foraged the lands as
well as enjoyed the taste of the meat. Perhaps this was the representation
of his spirit. But again, there was not that connection felt.
The more he watched the wildlife that came by, the more puzzled he became,
the wolf, the fox, the raccoon, the chipmunk, and even a skunk. Not gave off
the connection Cyrein thought he would feel. This puzzled Cyrein, and as he
began to stand, something even greater puzzled him. He felt not quite of his
own. He felt larger, strangely stronger. His skin of bark. It was at this
moment the epiphany came over Cyrein. He had been of his spirit all along.
It was here he had observed the wildlife as a tree of the forest.
He gave much thought to the meaning of his spirit. Deeply rooted, his
beliefs held him in place. It was through his faith he had grown, and it was
his faith that delivered him the spiritual food he needed to grow. His
branches spread far allowing cover and shelter to many an animal. Much like
his prayers, he was able to provide some cover to many. His bark provided
herbal remedies for any that were diseased or ill afflicted. The acorns on
his branches fell to the earth and created new life. His leaves provided
sustenance to those that sought such. His size showed his faith as
unwavering, deeply rooted and able to withstand any winds.
It was here Cyrein felt himself and his spirit within. As the tree of the
forest, he was apart of the forest. He was apart of the cycle of life, he
was apart of the cycle of replenishment and giving. He was a natural means
of healing and cleansing. With his branches spread wide he felt the winds of
the spirit rustling him. He had never felt more alive.
Nature and the Priest
Added Mon Jan 14 13:27:00 2008 at level 45:
Nature and the Priest
Cyrein sat and pondered his role amongst the wilds, and began to reach a
conclusion of sorts on the part he played. He had always know that he was a
healer of nature, one that restored the natural cycle to things. Made things
fertile gain, creating growth and rebirth for that which was once considered
dead.
He pondered further the commitment he had to others though, and how it
correlated into his role with the natural world though.It was here he came
to a revelation, unlike his cousins of high elf blood, there was no real
commitment to anyone. Of course he would aide those that would aide his
cause and that of the natural world, but he would allow instinct to guide him
in the matters of who to aide and when. Not to gate away on a whim to any
that seemed to whisper in his ear. It was instinct that had guided him all
along, so why not continue to hear it. To hear truly what the spirit said to
him. He was starting to further and further mesh with that which was primal
within him, to become truly one with the spirit that lived in him, that lived
about him, that encompassed all he saw. The primal instinct grew stronger,
howled louder it seemed. Or, perhaps Cyriens ears were just that much more
attuned.
Spirit Calling
Added Tue Jan 8 00:11:36 2008 at level 24:
Cyrein sat quietly amongst the gnomish gardens, a place that for some reason
had started to grow on him, and began to meditate on the spirit. As he did,
he felt himself slip into an almost trance-like state and began to envision
the guidance of his spirit. He saw himself almost a century down the road,
and to either side of him stood a giant. One was black, the other blue. In
this vision, he healed each as they fought against endless hoards of guards.
Both wore the garb of barbarians, but each fought in their own style. The
black giant was swinging an axe mercilessly, trying to cleave each of his
opponents with a single blow of his axes. He was covered in blood, viscera
all about him as the bodies quickly piled up. All the time he was using a
torch along with him to burn any and all buildings with in his reach. While
the blue giant called upon great beasts to fight those that would oppose him.
He was though the slight hint of regret in the blue ones eyes, and even
felt a slight tinge of sadness in his spirit as the killing blows landed.
He was perplexed by how both these giants, different as night and day, could
stand so strongly against such a cause. It was then he realized that what
linked these two spirits was his own. For it was his spirit that called out
the blessings of healing upon them as they swung. It was then that Cyrein
realized his calling, the true calling only heard when in tune with ones
spirit. It was the calling of the Ancients within him, and their voices
spoke in a united mist that seemed to curl around Cyreins very existence.
Heal those that fight to heal the earth. See that they are kept in the lands
for as long as can be. Strengthen their actions through your own. With
those words whispered across the gentle breeze in the garden, Cyrein awoke
from his trance aware of his true being. His purpose.
Forest Healer, Strengthener of Their Spirit.
Cyrein's Journey
Added Sat Jan 5 11:21:16 2008 at level 1:
Born within the care of the circle AelLil, Cyrein learned early of the ways
of the spirit and its function of life. Protectors of nature, and givers of
life, this circle focused on the mending and healing ways of nature and its
relation to those that studied it. Some were versed in the ways of the
druid, more as the protectors, while some were versed in the ways of the
healers, more as the defenders. Cyrein was being versed as a healer. Early
in life, all brought before the elders who evaluate the youth of the circle,
and help in guiding them into their ultimate role within the circle. While
all are free to make the decision of where they will stand in the circle,
each decision is a final decision and one that the person will carry with
them for life. It is told that each persons spirit guides them to such
decisions, and as such, much time is allocated to each person to spend in
personal reflection and meditation on such things. Upon reaching a certain
age, each initiate of the circle is then sent out into the world to find that
which his spirit calls to him. It is here they journey for several centuries
developing and finding their path. Some return to further the ways of the
circle, while some never return at all. Again, it is a matter of the spirit
and its ultimate calling. While some feel the need to return and nourish
that which created them, others feel there are things of greater concern and
in turn give their lives dedicated to a cause. In the end though, it is all
about freedom to the people of AelLil. Freedom to choose, and freedom to
live free in their spirits guidance. It is their belief that this extends to
all. Its Cyreins belief that all should know this. As his spirit venture
began, he set out with this in mind.
PK Wins
Jan 9, 2008 |Lv 28|Graveyard|Gurrgagoon vs 3: Cyrein (1%), Falvazar (98%, KB), Riley (0%)
Jan 9, 2008 |Lv 29|Forest of Prosimy|Fendril vs 2: Cyrein (2%), Falvazar (97%, KB)
Jan 14, 2008|Lv 45|Udgaardian Plains|Inglor vs 4: Sonlial (44%), Cyrein (0%), Dejek (5%), Jhoqu (49%, KB)
Jan 15, 2008|Lv 45|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Fendril vs 4: Cyrein (0%), Dejek (0%), Jhoqu (44%), Macha (55%, KB)
Jan 15, 2008|Lv 45|Forest of Prosimy|Oktetko vs 1: Cyrein (100%,KB)
Jan 18, 2008|Lv 51|Mount Kiadana-Rah|Shulyzara vs 3: Feilinal (55%,KB), Cyrein (2%), Falvazar (41%)
Jan 20, 2008|Lv 51|The Outlander Refuge|Liriana vs 3: Ambra (79%,KB), Kostyan (6%), Cyrein (13%)
Jan 20, 2008|Lv 51|Hamsah Mu'tazz|Rywald vs 3: Cyrein (17%), Namanrin (44%), Werzidian (38%, KB)
Jan 21, 2008|Lv 51|Galadon|Oktetko vs 3: Cyrein (6%), Falvazar (14%, KB), Feilinal (79%)
Jan 21, 2008|Lv 51|The Outlander Refuge|Oktetko vs 2: Cyrein (76%,KB), Feilinal (23%)
Jan 21, 2008|Lv 51|The Outlander Refuge|Inglor vs 4: Jhoqu (8%), Cyrein (34%), Falvazar (29%, KB), Feilinal (27%)
Jan 25, 2008|Lv 51|Arkham|Janos vs 2: Cyrein (5%), Werzidian (94%, KB)
Feb 4, 2008 |Lv 51|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Krugg vs 2: Feilinal (97%), Cyrein (2%, KB)
Feb 4, 2008 |Lv 51|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Geran vs 2: Cyrein (0%), Kortalien (100%, KB)
Feb 4, 2008 |Lv 51|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Fendril vs 3: Feilinal (83%,KB), Cyrein (4%), Falvazar (11%)
Feb 4, 2008 |Lv 51|The Outlander Refuge|Fendril vs 3: Cyrein (14%), Falvazar (26%), Kortalien (58%, KB)
Feb 5, 2008 |Lv 51|Galadon|Zecheriah vs 2: Throkk (100%,KB), Cyrein (0%)
Feb 7, 2008 |Lv 51|Forest of Prosimy|Riv vs 5: Feilinal (2%), Igbah (21%), Cyrein (0%), Chrichuk (76%, KB), Hikuhiel (0%)
Feb 8, 2008 |Lv 51|Forest of Prosimy|Inglor vs 3: Ahrtax (34%,KB), Falvazar (62%), Cyrein (2%)
Feb 8, 2008 |Lv 51|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Fendril vs 2: Cyrein (0%), Feilinal (100%, KB)
Feb 8, 2008 |Lv 51|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Geran vs 3: Cyrein (2%), Feilinal (65%, KB), Qara (31%)
Feb 8, 2008 |Lv 51|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Fendril vs 2: Cyrein (0%), Feilinal (100%, KB)
Feb 11, 2008|Lv 51|Forest of Prosimy|Fendril vs 2: Cyrein (34%,KB), Maeyanii (65%)
Feb 12, 2008|Lv 51|Valley of Veran|Satebos vs 3: Cyrein (24%), Jhoqu (15%, KB), Riv (60%)
Feb 12, 2008|Lv 51|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Fendril vs 2: Feilinal (96%,KB), Cyrein (3%)
Feb 13, 2008|Lv 51|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Kettlex vs 3: Cyrein (29%), Qara (0%), Kortalien (70%, KB)
PK Deaths
Jan 13, 2008|Lv 44|The Outlander Refuge|vs 1: Igbah (100%,KB)
Feb 4, 2008 |Lv 51|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|vs 4: Andaayhn (46%), Naruade (8%), Iltch (27%), Praeto (17%, KB)
Feb 6, 2008 |Lv 51|Balator|vs 1: Clissa (100%,KB)
Feb 12, 2008|Lv 51|The Outlander Refuge|vs 3: Kostyan (33%), Geran (37%, KB), Eoria (29%)
Feb 16, 2008|Lv 51|The Temple of the Divine|vs 1: Rayihn (100%,KB)