Silvan Family

Silvan family Tree

Tolerin Silvan - Great Grandfather Sarah Lynn - Great Grandmother

Children

Thomas Silvan Wife - Sila Vetorin

Children

Philip Silvan(deceased and never married)

Sarah Silvan(never married)

Heath Silvan Wife Celest Batlith(both deceased)

Thessan Silvan

Kitiara Silvan

Kuhr Silvan( Mother Lesell Thorbin deceased)

Family History

Part I - Reality Sets In (The Childhood of Thessan and Kitiara Silvan) Part II – Life’s First Lesson (Thessan’s first experience as a soldier) Part III –The Meeting (The Brothers meet) Part IV – Wandering Ways (Kitiara sets out for the first time) Part V - A Grandfathers Tale (Thessan discovers a diary[coming soon])

Part I – Reality sets in

“I can not imagine anything else”. Heath Silvan could not control his emotions any longer, and it showed. As a knight of the realm and heir to the family fortune he had become stoic, to stoic for most. His men all respected him. His leadership and swordsmanship skills had been proven countless times in battle, but none knew him as friend. Kuhr considered this a necessary part of the life he was given, and he embraced it to a fault. “Can it be that I have finally seen what I have been looking for”? Celest had loved Heath from the moment she saw him. Sadly she had feared him as well. The emotions in her were almost uncontrollable. As the daughter to a nobleman she had been taught to remain in control and show little emotion, but in Heath’s presence she failed miserably. Her greatest fear was that she could only love him and he held his feelings for her so close that for many months she could not know the fate of her heart.

“I love you. Yes must be the answer”

As a child I was told this story many times. It is that of true love. Unfortunately stories and reality never tell the same tale. Shortly after they wed the story of my family really begins. My older sister Kitiara has given me permission to tell the tale. We both believe that it is honorable and necessary to do so. Family secrets are weakness to those who hide them and a lesson for those who embrace them. I know not the lesson in this, but for me, it must be told. I am Thessan Silvan the second child of Heath and Celest Silvan. My older sister and the person most responsible for my upbringing is Kitiara. I have a brother, well a half brother. Our relationship is complicated. All will be told here, at least all that I can bare to tell. My Father, well that is the twist in the story. He loved my mother truly. He also loved his brother. When my Uncle was slain not in battle, but in a meaningless act of thievery, my father grieved for some time. He was so used to holding back his emotion that, well, he could not handle it. He found the bottle and in it his redemption. For my mother and my sister of 7, it was a curse. He functioned well for the few years following the death of his brother. The bottle however was taking its toll. His men were beginning to lose his respect. This made matters worse. My father had no friends and cared not to show weakness to his wife or daughter. He fell further into the bottle. One night as he was doing police work for the noble family of Thorbin, he fell into the arms of the nobleman’s daughter. This act of transgression was discrete and only occurred once. However this night alone marked the downfall of my father and my mother. My father felt such regret that, for a time, he left the bottle. Soon after that day, my life began. I remember my father when I was a child of 2. Unusual for one to hold memories of that age so strongly, but for me they are the only memories I really want to have of my father. It was on the 3rd anniversary of my birth that we had a visitor. Lesell Thorbin. She was the mark of my father’s recovery and on this day the mark of his downfall. The Thorbin family had come