Sylvar Livas-Lochatlan

Sylvar Livas-Lochatlan is a member of House Lochatlan, one of the noble houses in Anglunia. He is the son of Livya Dardellan-Lochatlan and Livas Ulvon-Vindya.

Early life
Sylvar Livas-Lochatlan was born to Livas Ulvon-Vindya and Livya Dardellan-Lochatlan in the summer of 207 TE. Her mother, Livya a member of the second most powerful house in Anglunia he naturally had many responsibilities and expectations to deal with as he grew up. Yet he would always be just another son of Livya. He would always be the last in the line. His eyes were naturally yellow, between blue and red.

Soon came the birth ceremony. As is tradition for Yirsi children, they would have a birth ceremony soon after they were born. After this ceremony Sylvar’s childhood began. He proved to be a very intelligent child, just as his mother was, however he proved to be ambitious as well. He was a compassionate child who strove to help people when he could. He proved to be quite impressive in the school with his sharp intellect.

He would spend many hours experimenting with his powers but often when he looked upon the city he could not escape the sight of the slums. He wondered to himself why in an age of peace and prosperity so many suffered- and were let to suffer. He wished he could alleviate their pain. However the time was not yet come for such. Soon came the baptism into Arternaia.

Adolescence
The ceremony went ahead smoothly. As his patron God Sylvar chose Melzina, the goddess of sea and sky. And this time the horizon was clear.

2 years later a unique opportunity presented itself. Sylvar attended university at the age of 14. Sylvar used university as an opportunity to sharpen his skills and learn the skills he knew he would need eventually. For Sylvar had not forgotten the people. He could never escape the sight nor thought of the slums, the poor who suffer. He decided that his goal would be to claim the power he needed to alleviate their suffering.

However there were other things yet to do. For now was come the growth ceremony.

Adulthood
The ceremony went as expected, much to the relief of many. The feast was great and enjoyed by all. Afterwards Sylvar was given his first taste of wine and then they casted prayers to Klarien, led by the Priest. The Ceremony passed smoothly after that, and after came the conversion ceremony.

For the god he would mainly worship Sylvar chose Melzina. In the ceremony he gave a block of obsidian to Melzina as an offering. The priest then chanted prayers, to which Sylvar repeated. “What holds the sky and pushes down the sea? You, lady of the heavens! I will support your weary arms and hold up the sky and the Arterna will look down on me with pride! Give me your blessing!” The horizon appeared stormy for a few moments, as if Melzina was deciding on whether to accept Sylvar, but eventually the horizon cleared and it seemed Melzina had accepted. And thus the ceremony ended.

The following ceremonies for Adulthood were also completed, The climbing of Mount Arros. In addition Sylvar was given a snowstone, which he wore around his neck. After these ceremonies he continued his studies in the Norstaeyyan university. As he grew it became apparent that there was one way he was different to most in the Yirsi Culture. Unlike most, he was not abashed at the idea of going to war. He was ambitious as well and was willing to go to great effort to achieve his goal, to defeat the spectres of pain and suffering.

He continued his studies until 226 TE. His powers over water continued to grow and it was apparent he was a very powerful and intelligent child. He had a great destiny ahead of him, he had only yet to realise it.

War of the Mad King
However soon after he finished his studies he was thrust into the War of the Mad King. The mad king Yizawan had held a mass sacrifice of 50 thousand people in the abandoned city of Caemlyn. He declared that he intended to ascend to the heavens and strike down the Arterna. Sylvar knew that it was his duty to fight Yizawan, and so he joined the forces opposing him.

He went on to fight in many battles. He fought in the red wedding, where members of the VAA attempted to stop Yizawan from forcefully marrying Saya-Orin V. Kollisyaid. He continued to fight in battles all over Anglunia, until something happened. Something terrible.

Eliyawin Yinower-Nuwan had returned to Anglunia, and had become regent. She made a plan to attempt to cure Yizawan's madness, but it went horribly, horribly wrong. She placed him in a cage above an endless pit, where a portal was formed. But when Yizawan came out, his mind was destroyed fully. He rose from the pit, and right in front of him slew Eliyawin.

Sylvar's disappearance
Sylvar stood frozen for a long moment, but he soon after fled the scene. He was in shock. He knew now that the mad king would rampage across Anglunia, and swore that he would do whatever he had to to stop him, to stop the suffering he caused. And so, without saying a word to anyone, he dissapeared.

He fled to an hidden and abandoned tower that only he know of. Here he obsessively searched for a way to make him powerful enough to destroy Yizawan. A way to destroy one with the power of a god. He delved deeper than he had ever before. He didn't know what he was looking for, but that did not stop him.

He returned to the open for a time, speaking nothing of where he went, in which he met and married Lexa Kara-Verak'at. He liked her, but did not love her. Yet he married her for his family. He only stayed for a year though, he sooned disappeared again without a word, to his hidden tower.

Battle of Norstaeyya
He did not return again for 20 years, and in this time all he did was research, and quietly subvert Yizawan and his forces all he could. He would claim that he disappeared to try and find a way to save Anglunia, but there was another, darker reason. He always felt jealous of his brother Yrvaen, he always felt that he was just one of many with his brothers, he always felt as if he meant nothing to his mother. And so he left to try and prove to her that he was important.

However soon came a battle he could not miss. The battle of Norstaeyya. If Norstaeyya fell it would all be over, so he had to act, he had to fight. He slipped into Norstaeyya, sneaking through the sieging armies, and went to find his mother.

He would go on to fight in the battle of Norstaeyya, fighting for House lochatlan against house Nuwan. He had developed a hatred of the Nuwans, and was eager to see them defeated. Yet he feared what might happen if he lost. He hadn't had enough time with his family. Not only with his mother but his wife. What would happen to them?

Then came the battle. Twice they fought the Nuwans, but on the second battle they were defeated. Sylvar was shocked. Not only had they lost the battle, but his mother, Livya... was dead.

The blood oath
After learning of his mother's death, and their defeat in the battle, Sylvar had no choice but to flee Norstaeyya. He had no interest in surrendering to the Nuwans. So in the immediate aftermath of the battle, he fled Norstaeyya and laid low. For a short time he stayed this way, but he wanted to return to Norstaeyya to find his mother's body.

So soon he returned to the city, at night to best avoid guards, to search. But despite his best efforts he found nothing. Everywhere he looked he could not find her. He came close to a break down as he realised he had failed her. That he could not even retrieve her body. But soon he was strengthened with resolve.

Filled with rage and hate, he walked to the temple of Norstaeyya. What he was about to do was reckless, he knew, but he didn't care. So in the temple, he swore a blood oath. "Hear me now gods. Hear my oath." "I, Sylvar Livas-Lochatlan. Son of Livas Ulvon-Vindyak'at and Livya Dardellan-Lochatlan. Swear, upon all the aterna, by all the gods this Oath." "I swear that as long as I live I will never again serve a nuwan. I will never pledge fealty to a relative of Yizawan bearing the Nuwan name. And I swear that I will avenge my mother. I will be avenged!"

His blood spilt into the flames, and the blood oath was made. He could not go back on this decision. He had forever determined his path. He could not rest until the Nuwans no longer ruled Anglunia.