Kaelyr Hyterus

Kaelyr Hyterus (_Kaelyr_ IGN) is a nobleman, skilled bowman, negotiator, spy, diplomat, advisor and writer among many other things. He makes money mostly by mining and has around 100k in his balance at all times. He is most known in the history of the Helmian region, as well as the region where De Vrijmasten Raden stood before. He is an important figure in Draconism, being the Aenyn of Tessarion. He created the city of Bruggedam with SchtinkyPete and was a long time owner of the city of Nelond.

Personality
Kaelyr is a wise man that isn't a supporter of violence. He is convinced that in peace and stability lays the secrets to a successful society. He is very forward and a great thinker. Effectively guiding the former kings of nations in Helmia and being a diplomat for them, earnt him the rightful reputation of being excellent at debates. Skills like convincing and manipulating are things he excels at.

He is said to be friendly and level-headed though sometimes being far from agreeable too.

Skills/Interests
Writer; Kaelyr has written many stories, the most known being Eryphia.

Bowman; He has won bow competitions in many military trainings with multiple Helmian armies before.

Diplomat; Kaelyr was a diplomat or Master of Diplomacy in the following nations; Daelyria, Helmian Federation, Arcovel, Aestyria, Varandoy, Kastollia, VAK, Mithra, Dominate of Helmia, Halondian Empire, High Kingdom of Daelyria

Lore
I would go back in time to change what I had done, but it was set in stone. That bet I took and the amount of ale I drank, they weren't a good combination. A random man had bought me 5 ales, just because I looked like his brother, who had passed away. I had already drank too much, but couldn't refuse such a generous action. The ale went down with ease, 'almost with too much ease', I thought to myself at that time. A group of people were flipping coins on a table, my drunk brain decided to join in. 'What's going on brothers', I shouted. They barely heard me through all the noise in the tavern. 'Nothing much friend, we're just placing stupid bets and joking around'. Thinking back again, I really should have left when I heard him say "stupid bets", but I of course decided to stay. 'Count me in!' An hour or so passed and of the the guys came up with the greatest idea. He would flip a coin and whoever it landed closest to, would have to buy a trip to Rathnir. Silence spread around the table. Fishermen told of a new land they had discovered, Rathnir. Anyone who had gone, had not come back. Not fully at least. Mothers would threaten their children, telling them that she would send them to Rathnir if they didn't do what she said. It was a myth almost. Be that as it may, I had the urge to break the silence, 'I'm in!' Silence persevered. 'Come on you cowards, are you all scared of the myths those hags tell you?' Slowly, the men started to join the bet. It feels more like a dare than a bet, looking back at it now. We were with almost ten people around the table, the person who started the bet, flipped the coin. It went so high that it hit the ceiling, and of course, it had to land right in front of me. I heard sighs of relief from the others, however I still had to go and buy a trip to Rathnir. The men accompanied me to the harbour, one of them led me to a man he knew had taken people to Rathnir before. 'How much does it cost?' I asked the man. Nothing more than your soul and nothing less than your pockets. I had realised that this wasn't a good idea, and tried to back out. 'I actually don't have that much money.' I will take only what it is you have on you right now, like I told you. That was really not what I wanted to hear. I gave the man 2 gold coins. He bit them, to test if they were real. After a thorough test, he led me to his boat. Now the plan started to seem even more stupid and dangerous. 'When is the next ride?' Right now! What d- BAM.