Kaori Hyacinthus Faeryndell

Kaori Hyacinthus Faeryndel (Kaori_Hyacinthus) Is a youthful, 19 year old Citizen of Fornost. As of now, he is someone who works with many new friends within the kingdom of Aurora - and will help with a multitude of odd jobs and building works projects as an Auroran Engineer. This servitude allows him to earn enough of a living to own a very small, comfortable cottage hidden between a few trees in the Agricultural District. Though when he was first given a home, Kaori was delegated to a very thin, cramped, and depressing abode in Upper Prolin. The Elven Youth's past is one that has been coined a mystery, as Kaori has not a memory to his name from his time before The Journey. To those who might encounter him however, he appears very content despite the cards he's been dealt.

Personality
If one were to describe Kaori in a few simple words; a common pattern would arise from other citizens in the city. Helpful, bubbly, optimistic, wholesome. These words all encompass the bright personality of Kaori. Though he can be troubled at times with his memory loss, Kaori generally tries not to think about the bad things that have happened to him. Perhaps to his detriment at times.

His helpful nature and need to make others smile can sometimes also land him in a spot of trouble. He has a terrible habit of being unable to say no. So on a few occassions he's caught colds from running errands into many a rainy night, or being coerced into getting drunk for the first time on a joyous night in a tavern. Kaori, despite his age is a naive and sheltered youth. Even when he was on The Journey. This innocence from his lack of knowledge of the world of Rathnir today is both a beautiful trait, and a deadly one.

Appearance
Kaori is a Forest Elf, a race of Elves adapted to living in woodland and warm climates. his sun speckled skin is host to freckles dotted along his cheeks and shoulders. Emerald coloured eyes match in hue to the lush green of nature, and Kaori's strawberry blonde hair is tied back in a giant, thick braid of a Rapunzel like length. It reaches down to just above his ankle. Flowers of many colours adorn and decorate his hair.

Along with Freckles, Kaori too has strange markings that are akin to the speckles of a deer, both under and around the sides of his eyes, and his hips. Even he is unsure of why this is, and assumes that it's a feature that Forest Elves have due to their way of living.

Kaori's clothes are somewhat simplistic due to his time on The Journey, with a few pouches strapped around his waist, and a few embellished accessories and jewellery that shine and reflect in the sun. Once again he is unsure where he had gotten such lavish accessories, having woken with them on.

Background
A torn book was clutched tight in a pale hand. A shimmering sword was clutched tighter in the other.

Kaori had awoken with only these two items in his hands and the ragged clothes on his back. Something had caused him to finally stir, sleep covered eyes cracking open with so much effort that it only tired the youth more. The dark and damp cave took a while to get used to. Kaori took his time in pulling free from the myriad of tree roots that had kept him covered and grown over him in his sleep. He didn't question it, nor did he question the feeling beckoning him to move forward. There was too much fear and confusion in his mind as torn; bear feet dragged him out of the earth.

This is the first memory that Kaori can recall. The torn up book looked to be a Journal bearing a name, his name. The sword bore a language of glyphs and a strange sense of magic that the Elven youth was drawn to. But, with no where else to go, that feeling of needing to move, to walk, began to eat at him.

And so He walked.

"The Journey"
The Journey, as Kaori describes it, was a time of uncertainty for him. It was on this path that he learned of human Kindness, and human greed. The sense of fear that gripped his heart as he scavenged for crumbs from passing Travellers, and hid in the shadow of trees from Bandits still returns to Kaori in his nightmares. The night terrors had become something of a common occurance for Kaori; both at present and as he walked this lonely path. The day and night would cycle as the young Elf continued moving forward bare foot. Though a few certain encounters would change some of his luck for the better.

Some time into his journey, Kaori stopped beside an elderly woman under a makeshift tarp. He saw that the ailing woman was sickly, so the youth foraged for herbs nearby and cooked her food. "Travelers from before had ignored me, but though you look like you've walked through hell itself, you still took the time to take care of me." Said the raspy voice of the woman. Kaori was met with a kind, familiar smile. That night under the stars, the ailing woman taught Kaori how to craft wooden tools. The next morning, Kaori awoke by himself, with only a lonely breeze to accompany him with his new found knowledge of crafting.

The next encounter would save Kaori from starvation many times during his journey. A middle aged man had been cornered by bandits; and though Kaori himself had no way to fight, his emotions over took his mind. He was desperate and hungry, and not thinking straight. It was as though he had blacked out for a few moments, but the next thing he knew he was surrounded by branches sticking up from the earth, and the middle aged man from before crouched beside him. "Your arrival and little display was a crucial distraction to finish them myself. Though I am a disgraced soldier, you still aided me. I do not have much, but I will give you my fishing rod and teach you how to fish. I hope it serves you well on your journey." Once again, after a night of feasting on small fish with the soldier, the next morning Kaori found himself alone. His Journey continued.

Many countless moons passed before the things he was taught could take him no further, and the youth began to stumble through layers of snow. his clothes did nothing to stop the biting blizzard winds of the Tundra. Though he saw something in the distance that made him continue to move, Kaori had accepted that this was it for him. Moments later, with a blurred vision of a towering gray wall growing close, Kaori finally collapsed in the snow.

The Capital of Aurora, Fornost
Kaori had been plucked out of the snow and ice by a patrol of the Order of Aurora, and his next memory was awaking not in a cave, but in a warm bed and in the cosy view of firelight dancing in place. He learned that he had reached a city by the name of Fornost, and had it not been for that patrol, Kaori would have succumbed to the cold.

As of the present day, Kaori has become a full fledged citizen of Fornost, with many friends that he made and cherishes. Though he continues to have nightmares of his Journey and sometimes even flashes of what he assumes to be the past; he continues to smile and help others.

Religion, Faith and Magic
Kaori is the only known Follower of a Faith known as Naturae Drui'hen (Though Canonically Kaori doesn't know it has a name) It is the worship of the mother earth, and her lifeblood that created nature and the forests. Kaori knows very little at the moment due to his memory loss, though at times he finds himself making gestures and prayers while working with Fornost's flower fields, animals and trees in general. He recently was able to decipher part of the glyphs engraved on the sword that he awoke with - "Druihena's Blessing" - and believes that the name Druihena might be a Goddess or mother of Nature.

Currently, Kaori believes that he was born with this "magic touch" that allows him to manipulate and grow plantlife at will, He has this knowing feeling that while he might have been taught how to control it, it wasn't obtained through the study of the arcane like the mages he's met in Fornost. He feels a strange presence when he practices his magic; like his body knows that he is able to do many things with this primal ability - but growing and manipulating small trees and plants drain him quite easily.

"Druih'hena's Blessing"
This blessing appears to tie deeply within both Kaori's soul and his sword. The blessing is of the earth and her vow to protect both wielder and blade from corruption and unnatural blights. This causes the blade to grow stronger in the face of corrupted beings, and for Kaori to be more resistent to corruption himself. Either from Venom's, bites, or attacks of demons. The last of which being an example of how he scraped through an attack on sanctuary from demons with only a burned shoulder. This does not make Kaori invulnerable to such things, more so his body reacts like he's allergic to it, causing Kaori sickness for a while before recovering fully. Depending on how badly the wound or blight is will change how long it takes for him to heal. Of course, that doesn't stop the young elf from getting in to a few close calls.

Trivia

 * Kaori is a bean.
 * He gives out free head pats to fellow players.
 * It appears that Kaori is the only known being that is of the Forest Elves, and Kaori himself hasn't been able to find any records or books pertaining to his origins in the slightest.
 * Kaori has only really divulged how terrifying his journey was to Cid Lysander, A soldier of the order who makes Kaori feel safe. Cid has since offered to help Kaori in trying to find out about his memories, should he ever wish to pursue them.
 * If Kaori had a nickel for every time he's said "Don't tell Mister Ganeffs" he'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.
 * In collaborative lore, Kaori has been taken under the adoptive care of Nicholas Melkezadik Hypno.