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===== Autumn Lord of the 7th House ===== | ===== Autumn Lord of the 7th House ===== | ||
<blockquote>Glorious, Radiant Autumn Lord in the 7th house he stands tall and lean like the trees that grow around him. Silvery white hair spun of silken thread, each piece a woven dream of the northern star calling his kin to him and home again. His skin more terrestrial in nature; glistening copper emblazoned with the hope of our tomorrows. His eyes Amber-honey wine, in swirling pools illuminated by his inner love, intense and captivating. His maile reflects in it the weave song, the gift given to both he and all. His coat crimson and ore, seven ore mallet; four points each spread his breast a cardinal to each point to guide true. Wyall, sheathed at his hip silvery dream glass woven and given freely. His shield, matching his breast slung over his back lyre strings inside to protect us and sing us home. His boots of red leaf leather with gold threat bound them round may his step never falter. May his voice ring ever true. | <blockquote>Glorious, Radiant Autumn Lord in the 7th house he stands tall and lean like the trees that grow around him. Silvery white hair spun of silken thread, each piece a woven dream of the northern star calling his kin to him and home again. His skin more terrestrial in nature; glistening copper emblazoned with the hope of our tomorrows. His eyes Amber-honey wine, in swirling pools illuminated by his inner love, intense and captivating. His maile reflects in it the weave song, the gift given to both he and all. His coat crimson and ore, seven ore mallet; four points each spread his breast a cardinal to each point to guide true. Wyall, sheathed at his hip silvery dream glass woven and given freely. His shield, matching his breast slung over his back lyre strings inside to protect us and sing us home. His boots of red leaf leather with gold threat bound them round may his step never falter. May his voice ring ever true. | ||
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</blockquote>[[File:Yewvane.jpg|thumb]] | </blockquote>[[File:Yewvane.jpg|thumb]] | ||
==Personality== | ==Personality== | ||
Valor, loyalty, and devotion for his queen, Lady Tygana keeper of the Oath of Ancients. Ever may she reign over [[the court of seasons]]! He is slow to anger and even slower to draw his blade but when he does there is often no turning back until the fight has reached satisfaction. As a Knight of [[the Court of Seasons]] he has sworn the Oath of the Ancients and follows the tenants set out untold centuries before: | Valor, loyalty, and devotion for his queen, Lady Tygana keeper of the Oath of Ancients. Ever may she reign over [[the court of seasons]]! He is slow to anger and even slower to draw his blade but when he does there is often no turning back until the fight has reached satisfaction. As a Knight of [[the Court of Seasons]] he has sworn the Oath of the Ancients and follows the tenants set out untold centuries before: | ||
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Versed in the ancient powers of the Weave song, Yewvane has learned the words and the notes to heal and make whole again the living things that surround him. paired with martial prowess and inspiring leadership Sir Yewvane Eedryll makes his presence known on any battle field or feast hall for that matter. | Versed in the ancient powers of the Weave song, Yewvane has learned the words and the notes to heal and make whole again the living things that surround him. paired with martial prowess and inspiring leadership Sir Yewvane Eedryll makes his presence known on any battle field or feast hall for that matter. | ||
==Attacks and Weapons == | |||
'''Wyall'''- a long sword forged by the will of the Lady Tygana herself from strands of her hair and beads of dream glass forged in the core of Summers Will. Wyall took 10 years to come into existence and commands the respect of many craftsmen on the material plain. It is always perfectly balanced for the wielder and those bound to them through the Heart Sworn ritual. there is symbology of all the seasons running across the hilt and pommel, the handle is twisting vines of silver Ivy holding auburn walnut, warm and vibrant in its place. Three socketed dream gems are held on the sword. | |||
-The Shield of Mourning- After the death of Ratchet on the bloody banks of that forsaken river, Yewvane found a shield amongst the carnage. The shield holds with in it the dirge of the guardian, it calls to him and reminds him of his place in the material. | |||
“Protect them guardian, for on their salvation lies your purpose. Keep to the oath oh wielder of woe. The burden is yours to carry…keep them well.” | “Protect them guardian, for on their salvation lies your purpose. Keep to the oath oh wielder of woe. The burden is yours to carry…keep them well.” | ||
The shield is now painted red with seven golden stars (four pointed) as per the seventh house’s crest. On the back the names of the fallen of the company have been engraved so that he may never forget how he has failed them. | The shield is now painted red with seven golden stars (four pointed) as per the seventh house’s crest. On the back the names of the fallen of the company have been engraved so that he may never forget how he has failed them. | ||
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With each name the shield feels heavier to Yewvane. | With each name the shield feels heavier to Yewvane. | ||
(When an ally falls unconscious on the field, The bearer gains a +1 AC for ten minutes. If the ally stabilizes the bonus is lost. This is regained once a day) | (When an ally falls unconscious on the field, The bearer gains a +1 AC for ten minutes. If the ally stabilizes the bonus is lost. This is regained once a day) | ||
-The Pommel- Yewvane plays a simple lullaby to his Queen, a song she sang to him so many times before. she smiles and a single silver tear shimmers on her smiling cheek as she looks down from her radiant throne at him. It is warmth, light and love. | -The Pommel- Yewvane plays a simple lullaby to his Queen, a song she sang to him so many times before. she smiles and a single silver tear shimmers on her smiling cheek as she looks down from her radiant throne at him. It is warmth, light and love. |