Post by Miss Fifi on Jul 28, 2011 1:45:16 GMT -4
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The name is Sylfaen.
Others call me Majesty, Your Highness, Sire, popsicle (XD).
I have survived here for 25 years.
There's no doubt I am a Male.
My place in this world is a Guardian of my Species.
ICE NYMPH
Also known as Winter Elves. Creatures whose essence is entirely ice. Can die if out of the cold for too long.
** User of the WATER element.
WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR...
A creature of true exotic elegance, Sylfaen's appearance is striking and unique even amongst his own people. His silvery white hair flows in wavy strands down to his midback and shines like glittering snow. His face is angular and sharp with almond-shaped eyes and a triangular jaw. Sylfaen's eyes, hidden under silvery eyelashes, are a lucid, limpid ice-blue and burn with the intensity of a blazing fire. His skin is a smooth and pallid frost-bitten off-white. What look to be sky blue hairline fractures can be found on places throughout his body, almost as if he were about to shatter into a million shards of razor-sharp ice. A crown of snowflakes surround his head, and one every third one dangles a dazzling sapphire the size of a water droplet.
Sylfaen, serving as both king and Guardian of his species, dresses quite regally, most often in a royal-blue cloak with a dusky white fur trim. The hood and arms of the cloak are decorated in silver designs and patterns etched with the most careful and precised hands. His two pointed ears each have two piercings: a diamond-shaped sapphire and a silver hoop closer to the tip. He wears a signet ring displaying his family crest on his right hand at all times and carries a staff made of pure magic and ice. He is of a slender and lithe build with long limbs and a strong chest.
ABILITIES
- Manipulation of water and ice
- Weather control (rain and snow)
- Can form water and ice into anything
- Teleportation
- Mind reading
- Slight healing
- Can alter temperature inside other beings
- A great leader
- Excellent archer
DISABILITIES
- Fire (for obvious reasons)
- Hot weather
- Prone to headaches because of mind reading
- Values reason and practicality over anything else; does not like to take risks
- Holds grudges
MY OWN PERSON...
A leader unlike many seen, Sylfaen carries an air of power and confidence as he walks throughout the halls of his kingdom. He never second-guesses himself and always comes prepared as a proper king should. His people come first before anything else, even his own life. With a heart full of passion and a never-stop attitude, Sylfaen is one step away from moving mountians. His empathy for others and his compassionate heart are often seen as weakness by outsiders, but his warmth is just part of who he is. He cannot bear to be a bystander when he sees suffering.
Even with all that said, Sylfaen has quite the nasty side--you do not want to scorn this man of ice. Famous for his grudges, when you cross Sylfaen, he never, ever forgets. He will go out of his way just to make things difficult for those who go against him or his people. On the other hand, he is the most loyal and dedicated friend one could hope to have. He loves to laugh and enjoy the beautiful things in life, believing a moment of leisure is the best cure for a stressful day. Sylfaen is the most genuine, strong, heartfelt ruler to walk the grounds of Eldarwin, besides his father, he claims.
LIKES
- Music
- Winter
- Sapphires
- His owl
- Children
- Dancing
- Exotic food
DISLIKES
- Summer
- Fireplaces
- Bears
- Axel
- Flirting
- Swords (he finds them barbaric)
- Broccoli
- Peanuts
- Fire creatures
THE STORY OF MY PAST...
Growing up as a prince alongside his father, Sylfaen was raised to be royalty from the time he could talk. His father was quite the easygoing man and would often leave the castle for days on end, sending the guards into a frenzy. He and his son would travel to all sorts of places all over Eldarwin, until they were both far too hot to stay any longer. He was Sylfaen's one and only mentor, passing on his wisdom and knowledge to his one and only son. Sylfaen fully believed he would rule his people someday with his father at his side until one fateful day that destroyed his dreams and the kingdom.
As the fire rained down from the sky, Sylfaen's father ran out to face the mastermind, only to be stricken down. The kingdom was completely demolished. So with the new title as King, Sylfaen slowly began to pick up the pieces of his and his people's lives. To this day he still holds deep hatred against Axel, blaming him for the deed. Few know how the storm of fire erupted, and even fewer want to find out.
He found his closest friend Tundra deep in the Lush Forest, injured and alone, when she was just a little owlet. He has raised her and protected her as his own ever since.
SAMPLE OF THE WORKS...
Sylfaen commands this be abolished.
EXTRAS...
Sylfaen's pet snowy owl, Tundra. His dearest and most disdainful companion.
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