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| | Seriously, she's a twinking character. For shame to me. But, she's fun! Really! I think she shouldn't really be doing damage, but instead be more of the "jump into the middle of things and dodge like a mofo" type, but once we start fighting evil, that might change. We'll see. | | Seriously, she's a twinking character. For shame to me. But, she's fun! Really! I think she shouldn't really be doing damage, but instead be more of the "jump into the middle of things and dodge like a mofo" type, but once we start fighting evil, that might change. We'll see. |
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| − | Sil's the daughter of an elven cleric and a gold dragon. Sounds messy, doesn't it? Figure a polymorph spell came into play. Basically, her dad was a priest of Nirsi in an elven village. One day, an elven woman was found on the temple doorstep grievously injured. He nursed her back to health and there was a whole thing--whassit called? That thing where Marty McFly's dad fell in love with his mom after her dad hit him with a car? Doc Brown knows the syndrome. Yeah, it was like that. So after a few years (hey, they're elves (and dragons)) they get married and get a house and stuff. And she gets pregnant, and everyones happy, 'cause hey! it's hard for elves to have kids and stuff. But people were less happy when she laid an egg, and then she disappeared, and Sil's dad was all sad and junk, but someone knew to put the egg in the fire (or forge, or whatever) and little baby Sil was born N months later. | + | Sil's the daughter of an elven cleric and a gold dragon. Sounds messy, doesn't it? Figure a polymorph spell came into play. Basically, her dad was a priest of Nirsi in an elven village. One day, an elven woman was found on the temple doorstep grievously injured. He nursed her back to health and there was a whole thing--whassit called? That thing where Marty McFly's dad fell in love with his mom after her dad hit him with a car? Doc Brown knows the syndrome (Florence Nightingale - from Raf). Yeah, it was like that. So after a few years (hey, they're elves (and dragons)) they get married and get a house and stuff. And she gets pregnant, and everyones happy, 'cause hey! it's hard for elves to have kids and stuff. But people were less happy when she laid an egg, and then she disappeared, and Sil's dad was all sad and junk, but someone knew to put the egg in the fire (or forge, or whatever) and little baby Sil was born N months later. |
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| | So Sil was raised in an elven village by her cleric dad and never knew her mom. She joined the monastery to try to gain some of the mental calm that all her peers had (stupid elves). Eventually she decides that she needs to find her mom. Previous to this, she probably gobbled up all information she could on gold dragons, and after leaving the monastery, she tries to emulate them as best she can. This involves collecting a horde, learning to speak draconic, and possibly fighting evil, though she's a little unclear on the last part. | | So Sil was raised in an elven village by her cleric dad and never knew her mom. She joined the monastery to try to gain some of the mental calm that all her peers had (stupid elves). Eventually she decides that she needs to find her mom. Previous to this, she probably gobbled up all information she could on gold dragons, and after leaving the monastery, she tries to emulate them as best she can. This involves collecting a horde, learning to speak draconic, and possibly fighting evil, though she's a little unclear on the last part. |
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| − | ==Sil's backstory==
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| − | ===Her heritage===
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| − | Silian Xiroscient was hatched in the fireplace of her father’s study early one morning. Her father, Ethan Xiroscient, was a devoted cleric of Nirsi. Her mother had been, by all appearances, a good elven woman named Silara. She had come to the village as a refugee, an injured ranger who did not volunteer details of her journey. Ethan was her healer and host. She had only intended to stay a short time. Then the weeks grew into months, and years. Silara and Ethan found themselves together much of the time. They were married by the head priest of Nirsi on the summer solstice. Even still, Silara warned that she would someday have to leave him. Ethan always had the response: I’ll be sad to see you go.
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| − | Within a few years of their marriage, Silara became pregnant. The tight-knit village was overjoyed for the couple, but Silara was withdrawing from all those around her. She frequently gazed at Ethan as if there was something caught in her throat, some secret to tell him. She was also often found on rooftops, gazing at the skies.
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| − | She went into labor after only another year. The house was in a panic over it. The other clerics tried to get her to let them magically delay the birth, but she refused. They reasoned with her that a baby born so early would have no chance, and that she might die as well. She shoed them away, keeping only her husband with her. She asked him to prepare a fire—something that would burn as hot as possible for as long as possible. He did as she asked, and she lay beside it for days. After excruciating effort, she gave birth to an egg. She confided in Ethan as she put it in the fire, remarking that humanoid bodies were not made for this.
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| − | Ethan stayed with her while she slept afterwards, watching the glowing gold egg in the fire. He left for a moment to disperse to the crowd waiting outside the door. When he returned, she had vanished. He was sad to see her go.
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| − | ===Her childhood===
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| − | Sil was always a rowdy child. She was small when she hatched, but grew like a weed. She ended up being bigger and tougher than all the children her age, and rarely had patience for their complicated games. | + | |
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| − | When she was 30, the village took in a human mother and her baby boy, Jace. Soon the baby grew to be a child, and for a while Sil had a partner in her adventures. Eventually, Jace grew to be a man, and outpaced Sil in how fast he learned things. Bored with the pace of life around him, he left the village to seek his fortune. Sil helped care for his mother in her later years, and Jace returned before she died. He had become a fearsome warrior, and while Sil was just entering her gawky adolescent decades.
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| − | Jace brought his wife with him to the village, and her sister, a human monk named Song. After his mother was buried, Jace and his wife prepared to leave. Song chose to remain behind, as she felt the peaceful village was good for her soul. Sil was inspired by the very elven qualities monkhood had brought about in this human. Song taught Sil how to meditate, and took her on as an apprentice. After ten years of study, Song asked to take Sil to her monastery to complete her education. Ethan reluctantly agreed, and Sil left her village for the first time.
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| − | ===Her training===
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| − | Sil’s life in the monastery marked the beginning of strict discipline and a rigid daily schedule. The elven village had been very carefree—meals that lasted hours and games that lasted days. Sil thrived in this new structure. She was punctual and enthusiastic about their tasks. She excelled at physical tasks, whether it was mastering the fine movements of a throw or sanding down the wood for a new deck. The mental aspects took more time, but gradually she acquired the foresight to anticipate her opponent’s attacks, and the presence of mind to remain silent and listen to the world.
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| − | Eventually she was recognized as a full monk in the order, and her duties changed. She was given a class of young children to teach, and she found herself with more free time on her hands. She spent much of it in the library, finding every book on dragons and absorbing the information within it. She came to realize how little she knew about herself, and how much she wanted to learn.
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| − | Song was an old woman by this point, and Sil was nearly of age. Sil talked to her master, asking for guidance. Song suggested that she give herself a quest, leave the monastery, and find her own path. Sil considered this for a time, and decided it was the right course. She asked Song how to start such a quest.
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| − | Song told her a story about her early life. When she was a young woman, she took a similar quest upon her before leaving the monastery. She took a vow to live her life with some restriction until her quest was done. Then she packed her bag and started walking.
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| − | Sil agreed that this was a good place to start, and asked what kind of vow she should take. Song detailed the common ones: poverty, pacifism, obedience, sobriety. Sil made hilarious faces at each of these, which amused Song. She suggested that, for a young woman with all of Sil’s gifts, perhaps chastity would be appropriate. Sil expressed her doubts—a vow is supposed to be a challenge, after all. Song was sure that, once she was out in the world, Sil would find the challenge in this.
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| − | Before leaving, Sil hesitated. She asked Song if she ever finished her quest. Song smiled a little, and nodded. With that encouragement, Sil started off on her quest to find her mother.
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| − | ==Sil the adventurer==
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| − | This is the story of how I first met Zahn.
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| − | I wasn't long out of the monastery--maybe six months or a year. I'd traveled out of the mountains down the river, spending some time in a few towns on the way doing research and odd jobs on my own. When I was first out on my own, I adopted Song's mode of dress, manners, and attitude as best I could. She was the monk I was striving to be. Consequently, I was very quiet and conservative, wore full robes and covered my hair, and spent a ton of time contemplating my navel. I eventually made my way down the river to the ocean, into a pretty port town named BLARGH.
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| − | I stayed a the FLORGH inn and spent the days looking through their libraries and talking to scholars. I took meals in the common room at night. After about a week there was a bit of entertainment in form of a very loud argument in the common room. Some men were arguing about a girl. I tried to focus on my meal and not their fight, as it seemed like a very personal subject. <s>Three</s><font color="#FF0000">Two</font> men accused the <s>fourth</s><font color="#FF0000">third</font> of having absconded with a <s>magistrate's</s><font color="#FF0000">mayor's</font> daughter <s>on the eve of her wedding.</s><font color="#FF0000">Seriously? Now you're just making things up.</font>
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| − | ... So some smartass just begging for a face-punching was involved in an argument that interrupted my meal. If I'd known then that he'd never let me finish my own damn story I would have changed inns at that point and never seen him again.
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| − | <font color="#FF0000">I'm just saying that if you want people to think that you're wise and observant, then maybe you should do some fact-checking before writing down that sort of stuff. The bit about taking yourself too seriously was spot-on, though.</font>
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| − | Argh. If you're going to be like this then I'm not going to write this thing at all.
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| − | <font color="#FF0000">You're barely writing it now. It took you three days to get through two paragraphs. Now you're just leaving it here for me to see, and I know very well that it's because you want me to respond. Will you please, <i>darling Silian</i>, commit your side of the story to paper? And if you can find it in your ancient elven heart to do it sometime before I'm thirty, I'd appreciate it.</font>
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| − | Fine. But you're not allowed to correct anything in it until I'm done.
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| − | <font color="#FF0000">Wonderful. Perfect. And you're not going to hide it in the meantime, are you? You're going to leave it out for me to read, rife with spelling errors, logical inconsistencies, and outright falsehoods, aren't you?</font>
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| − | That's the plan. Also, I get to correct your side of the story when you tell it.
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| − | <font color="#FF0000">That will be something to see. I'm really looking forward to that. I'm going to find some gold crayons for you to use.</font>
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| − | ===How Sil met Zahn===
| + | [[LongestRoad Sil Backstory1|Part 1 - Starting to write it all down]] |
| − | Zahn and I first met in the hallway outside our rooms in the inn. We passed by each other, and he said hello. He apologized for being a part of the argument downstairs. My first impression of him was that he was young, friendly, handsome, and human. I guess I was mostly right.
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| − | I remember him staring at me. At the time, my usual outfit was a green robe and hood that I positioned carefully to hide my hair and ears. I was deliberately trying not to be noticeable, and hiding as much of gold skin as I could. He looked like he wanted to talk some more, but I wasn't feeling chatty, so I excused myself and went to my room. | + | [[LongestRoad Sil Backstory2|Part 2 - How I met Zahn]] |
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| − | Zahn's room was next to mine, and the walls were thin. I heard him settle in to sleep as I was preparing to rest for the night. I hadn't yet gotten into the practice of sleeping on a pile of gold--in fact, at that point I didn't have much to make said pile. Instead I meditated and got my four hours of elven restfulness (preemptively: shut up.) and was alert again when a group of people walked down the hallway. It's hard for so many humans to be sneaky in such a setting, and they weren't very well trained. They entered his room, and I heard a scuffle, and then said scuffle moved quickly into the hallway, down the stairs, and out of the inn.
| + | [[LongestRoad Sil Backstory3|Part 3 - How I met Sil (Zahn's voice)]] |
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| − | I didn't confront them when they were in front of my room, though I would now. I was still considering my course of action when I saw the group of them outside my window, carrying him down the street. I snuck after them, unnoticed. Despite the noise they made, they awoke no one else.
| + | [[LongestRoad Sil Backstory4|Part 4 - Greenmarsh]] |
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| − | ===How Zahn met Sil===
| + | [[LongestRoad Sil BackstoryN|Sil's diary - Adopting Vin - 1359 AF]] |
Silian Xiroscient, elf/dragon monk-twinkie extraordinaire! Also, I have trouble spelling.
Seriously, she's a twinking character. For shame to me. But, she's fun! Really! I think she shouldn't really be doing damage, but instead be more of the "jump into the middle of things and dodge like a mofo" type, but once we start fighting evil, that might change. We'll see.
Sil's the daughter of an elven cleric and a gold dragon. Sounds messy, doesn't it? Figure a polymorph spell came into play. Basically, her dad was a priest of Nirsi in an elven village. One day, an elven woman was found on the temple doorstep grievously injured. He nursed her back to health and there was a whole thing--whassit called? That thing where Marty McFly's dad fell in love with his mom after her dad hit him with a car? Doc Brown knows the syndrome (Florence Nightingale - from Raf). Yeah, it was like that. So after a few years (hey, they're elves (and dragons)) they get married and get a house and stuff. And she gets pregnant, and everyones happy, 'cause hey! it's hard for elves to have kids and stuff. But people were less happy when she laid an egg, and then she disappeared, and Sil's dad was all sad and junk, but someone knew to put the egg in the fire (or forge, or whatever) and little baby Sil was born N months later.
So Sil was raised in an elven village by her cleric dad and never knew her mom. She joined the monastery to try to gain some of the mental calm that all her peers had (stupid elves). Eventually she decides that she needs to find her mom. Previous to this, she probably gobbled up all information she could on gold dragons, and after leaving the monastery, she tries to emulate them as best she can. This involves collecting a horde, learning to speak draconic, and possibly fighting evil, though she's a little unclear on the last part.
