Arylon Family

Introduction

Currently, the only known remaining members of the Arylon family are the twin brothers, Taran and Fisc Arylon. Their parents, as well as two sisters and another brother were all killed in the constant warfare experienced by the citizens of the south-east island. Their father was slain in battle defending the stronghold of the city Toren, and their mother and siblings were soon wiped out by the invading armies.

Both boys had been sent off to the Atamara Continent to receive an education at the time, which is the only reason anyone from the Arylon line survives. Once each learned of what had happened to their family, the two brothers began to take very divergent paths.

The elder (by 6 minutes) brother Taran had always hated living on the south-east island, and viewed it as a haven for barbarians and mindless warfare. He took the tragic events as a sign that he should never return to the island, and as such, he stayed behind in Atamara to finish his education and pursue the paths of political power.

His brother Fisc on the other hand, felt nothing but bloodlust for revenge. All attempts by Taran to appeal to Fisc's logical mind and draw him away from vengence fell on deaf ears. Fisc decided as soon as he was old enough to effectively fight, that he would return to the south-east island and begin to work for the annihilation of those who had killed his parents.

Unbenknownst to the surviving brothers is that they have an older brother named Jaden that is currently in the colonies.

Family History

Origins

Arylon family crest

The Arylon family's roots are actually from the Nardil area of the Atamara continent. Taran, Fisc and Jaden Arylon were all born there, as was their father, grandfather, and great-grandfather.

Mannix Arylon's early years

Mannix Arylon, the father of Jaden and the twins was a minor noble in the Cagilan Empire. When he was 20 years old, he took a wife named Genesis, and they had a child, naming him Jaden. Mannix did not have much time with his young son however. Growing tired of only being exposed to Cagilan, he, his wife and Jaden traveled to The Colonies in search of a way to carve out some new territories for the Arylon family.

Upon arriving at the new lands, Mannix demonstrated his immense potential as a leader. He was able to grow his forces and lead them to several important victories, carving out part of the colonies for his himself and his family. Over the next year, he had grown quite respected, not only for his troop performance, but for his personal abilities as a warrior.

All of that changed, however, upon the great assault. Three smaller and weaker factions allied themselves together temporarily to deal with Mannix. At a coordinated time, all three struck into the Arylon territory on seperate fronts - taking the commander by complete surprise. Despite the fact that he was able to rally his forces quickly and effectively to respond, the sheer force of the invaders was able to overtake Mannix quite quickly.

Mannix was captured, and his forces were slaughtered. In the fighting, Mannix saw his wife and son pursued down a dead end corridore. He heard her scream as he was pulled away, and he believed he had just seen his wife and son murdered.

He was then kept in a cell for 3 months, treated extremely poorly. It was clear his captors intended to torture him, and leave him to die at some point. One late night, Mannix heard footsteps approach his cell, and he prepared himself for another beating. When the door opened however, the guard presented him with release papers, and told him to walk outside.

As he left the facility, a man in a long grey coat was waiting for him. He introduced himself as a noble from the south-east continent nation of Toren, and explained to Mannix that he had purchased his freedom. Apparently the noble had heard of an extremely efficient leader and warrior who had recently fell to a coalition and was being held captive. As the nation of Toren was facing enemies on all sides and constant warfare, the man was sent to seek Mannix out and recruit him to help the war effort.

Mannix did not want to go - he had heard of the island of war, and had no interest in taking part in the effort. Instead he wanted to stay and avenge his wife and son's death by attacking the ringleaders of the effort against him. The mysterious stranger who had bought his freedom did not care, and informed Mannix if he did not go with him to Toren, he would revoke his payment and have him thrown back into jail.

Reluctantly, Mannix agreed to go with the stranger.

Taran Arylon

Taran Arylon in his common garb. Painting the work of Matrim Gannon

Vital Information

• Age: 17
• Height: 6'2"
• Weight: Roughly 190 lbs
• Eye Color: Green
• Hair: Brown, short
• Class: Knight
• Honour: 12
• Prestige: 1
• Continent: Atamara
• Realm: Cagilan Empire

Personality

Information on Taran's personality.

History

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Fisc Arylon

Fisc Arylon after a major battle. Painting the work of Matrim Gannon

Vital Information

• Age: 17
• Height: 6'4"
• Weight: Roughly 230 lbs
• Eye Color: Green
• Hair: Black, long
• Class: Knight
• Honour: 19
• Prestige: 5
• Continent: South-East Island
• Realm: Toran

Personality

Information on Fisc's personality.

History

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Jaden Arylon

Jaden Arylon looks upon a field of battle. Painting the work of Matrim Gannon

Vital Information

• Age: 20
• Height: 6'0"
• Weight: Roughly 185 lbs
• Eye Color: Blue
• Hair: Redish Brown
• Class: Knight
• Honour: 16
• Prestige: 4
• Continent: The Colonies
• Realm: Giblot

Personality

Information on Jaden's personality.

History

The lost brother - the twins know nothing of him.

ROLEPLAY EXPLAINING SOME OF JADEN'S HISTORY

Saiga chuckled under his breath, put his hand on Jaden's shoulder and smiling he remarked, "My friend... it always is." He took a drink from his mug and continued, "tell me of your family."

"I have no family" he replied.

Saiga was taken slightly aback - to have NO family whatsoever is a rare thing to encounter among nobles. Curious, he decided to press Jaden on the matter. "None? No siblings, no parents, nothing?"

"No - nothing. My father, who was from Giblot was killed when I was only an infant. My mother and I were captured by enemies of this realm. Our captors took her as a prize, and decided that I would be raised to be a warrior. As I grew older, I learned to fight and to lead. All the while, my mother plotted our escape to return here, and she taught me my true heritage and to defy my captors when the time was right."

Stone faced, Saiga raised an eyebrow and took another drink. "Where is she now?"

"One night when I was 10 years old, she felt she had finally discovered how to escape and return here, and so she wrapped me in dark clothing and we left. Unfortunately, we were seen and recaptured. For her treachery she was publicly executed." Jaden took another deep drink.

"And being 10, you certainly couldn't go anywhere..." replied Saiga.

"Precisely. For the next 7 years I acted as though I was happy where I was, learning to be a warrior from those who had murdered both my father and mother. Biding my time, I absorbed all the knowledge I could while I gnarled my teeth in hatred toward them. They never suspected for a moment that I hadn't been indoctrinated with their garbage."

Clearly intrigued by the story, Saiga simply gave Jaden a look and a nod, a silent request to provide more information.

"Well, the long and the short of it came down to this - just after my 17th birthday, my tutors felt I was old enough to begin going on campaigns with the rest of the warriors. I saw my opportunity and began to plot how I could possibly escape.

During a skirmish on the border of Giblot territory, I became isolated from the rest of the men and saw my chance. I turned on a member of my own cavalry, knocking him from his horse. I then stole the horse and rode it as quickly as possible away from the battle and toward Giblot territory. I was ignored by both sides, as they were intent on fighting - and so I was free."

"They didn't come after you... not those who had spent so long training and attempting to brainwash you?" asked Saiga.

"I'm told they did. Apparently they were furious, but they didn't notice I was gone until the battle was over. And even then, I had fled to Giblot territory, and they could not follow. The way I describe it, I'm sure it sounded easy - but trust me it wasn't. I not only had to worry about my former captors, but the citizens of this realm didn't know me either.

I stopped at the first village I found, after already shedding any clothing that might identify me as a foreigner. There I rested, and told my story to many of the locals. Word spread and some of the young men of the town were so incensed that a child of Giblot would have been stolen in that way, they wanted to form a small force to exact revenge. I had to temper their enthusiasm a bit, but I felt I could help channel their aggression into something positive. And, those happen to be the men that you saw behind me. They are my company, and in the past few months, they have been my friends.

So now, I decided to travel here to Giblot to pledge my loyalty to the realm, and see how I can best serve it."

Absorbing the entire story, Saiga sat back. He initially had felt somewhat skeptical about the new stranger - as is prudent in such a world. But after hearing how he had come to be here, he believed Jaden's sincerity. But one further thing interested him. "Jaden - if I may ask... what WAS the realm that had captured you?"

"As interested as my companions are in vengeance, I am not. Who my captors were is unimportant. At some point, they will fall to my sword - but I do not intend to become a man consumed by pursuit of revenge. That is a path that will only lead to my own destruction. So, for now my friend, I shall keep their identity anonymous. At some future date, when the time is right - I shall reveal more to you.

But your kindness and interest are meaningful to me, and I appreciate it. Let me get the drinks". Jaden reached in his pocked and pulled out a pouch of coins and gave it to the bartender.

Just as Saiga thanked Jaden for the drinks, a courier came into the bar. He called out to Jaden, claiming to have a letter from Elros. He held out the parchment and Jaden accepted it, immediately opening it. He read the carefully scribed words:

Sir Jaden, I am glad that another brave man stepped out with a sword to defend our lands. We have been too long fighting in this conflict with our bloodthirsty neighbour Outer Tilog. As soon as you get some rest report to our General or Lord Shinu. they will give you instructions what to next. May Gods smile upon you in this time of war.

Signed, Elros Chancellor of Giblot

He showed the letter to Saiga, who smiled intently. "Welcome to the fold" he said.

"Its good to be home - now let’s get to business..." Jaden said, slapping Saiga on the back as the two men left the bar.