Appears to Be: 41

Race: Phoenix

Height: 6'4

Eyes: Cobalt Blue with golden flames

Hair: White

Weight: 190.06 lbs

Birth Place: Cairo Egypt

Home: #DeathDraven-Villa, #Phoenix-Castle

Birth: January 3rd 142 AD

Date of Death: January 3rd 142 AD

Tattoo Chest: Red Flaming Phoenix upon His Chest Surrounded by black flames intermingleing with green souls. The golden eyes of the phoenix seem to shine from within. The blue-violet beak of the phoenix's beak open devouring a soul. The talons of the bird each holding a spirit within their grasp.

Tattoo Back: Black two headed Dragon upon his back. One head climbing over each shoulder the heads stoping at his shoulder blades the dragons mouths open with their tongues interlocked around the tattoo upon his chest. The eyes of the dragons a jade green seeming to glow upon the phoenix. The wings of the dragon wrapped around from Silent's back to his sides.

Tattoo Leg: Large cobra of red, gold, and blac. Coils up along his left leg from his ankle all the way up to his hip. The head of the snake turned toacross his hip to come to a rest above his groin. The cobra's fanged mount open with the snake's tongue flickering down along the length of Silent's male flesh.

Jewelry: DeathDraven Amulet, Drake Signant Ring

Favorite Quote: Estifal Voran Dishonour

Most Cherished Thing: His scholarly studies

Least Cherished Thing: Destroyers of knowledge

Spends Most of His Time: Meditating

Best Kept Secret: His Wings as well as his rage

Pets: Albino Wolf, Siberian Tiger, Great Wyurm Silver Dragon

Skills: Fighting, Weapons and Armor Smithing, Magic, and Self Control, scroll scribing, Studying fighters

Truest Friend: None

Status: Scholar/Trainer/Teacher/

Prefered Weapons: Sword & Cane

Languages: *Phoenix*, *Avian*, Drow, Draconic, Elven, UnderCommon, Common, *Celestial*, Abyssal, Infernal, Sylvan, *Ignan*. (with *are free Languages.) Sword

using his broken saber {in his cane} in unison with his brains. Still has his mental barriers so that no one can read his thoughts. Extra mental tecniques recently learned to shield his thoughts from Eriq as well due to their link. as well as his near immunity to most of Mental spells

Silent was Found in Cairo Egypt in 142ad. He had no memories. No recolection of who he was. He wondered the deserts for years. Living how he did, However he could. The bitter heat of the desert nights never once bothered him. Though it was the cold of the nights that tore at his body. He made his way through the deserts. In the year 150ad. He came across a temple in the deset. There he made his home.

For twenty years Silent resided within the temple. First manual labor and other services for the monks. Then of course he took to their studies. from 170ad to 230ad Silent studied with the monks. Learning their spiritual ways. Though he had no place to call his own nor a place to go. He felt a pulling that his time with these people was coming to its end.

As it was he awoken the next day to find all dead burned alive. Not burned by fire, But more melted by some form of acid. The walls of the ancient structure solid stone melted into nothing. His cell as that is what monks call their rooms, was untouched as was a dozen others. All of the monks trained spiritually as well as in the arts martial. One skill at this point in his life Silent had no interest in.

Silent gathered his thread born robes and made his way to the main of the building. All around this structure was destroyed but this building was untouched. He walked into what was the community prayer area. Kneeling saying his good byes to all who had died. It was there he found the head of the temple. He was never a young man not in all of Silents many years within the place. Though he sat dead upon a chair clutching one item. A very odd item for the region. This was egypt the land of falchions and spears. But in the old mands hand was a simple looking saber.

Taking the old mans body into the crypt three levels below the sand Silent would lay the man to his final rest. Placing him within a sarcophagus. The man eas egyptian and In that Silent knew to bury him with his valuables. Though this man was a monk and held lettle of value. Silent sealed the man within the sarcophagus with a hand full of his own gold as well as a few gems.

Silent then left making his way towards the ocean. He carried little, a small pouch of food, a single waterskin, his robes, and a saber tied around his waist. He had tried to put it within the sarcophagus with the old man but couldent. So he carried it with himself. The trip was long on foot. He used no animal, accepted rides with no caravan. He kept placing one foot infront of the other.

Three weeks of traveling during the heat of the day sleeping in the freezing cold of the night. He finally walked upon a small fishing village. It was easy enough to book passage to a larger port city. A few pieces of gold and three day voyage and he was in a large port city. Though he did not linger. He signed on with a old sailing captian. Thinking to learn the trade of the open sea for himself.

Silent was with the man for a year and a day. Working the ship with all of the other crew. Though at night he would sit with the captian studying and reading. the captian thought Silent a mute. For Silent had never said a word. The captian teaching or so he thought he was teaching him to read and write to give them a way to communicate. But it was the early mornings a few hours before the sun rose that Silent found his heart. The old captian teaching Silent the use of his sword.

Silent and the captian on their last night together. The captian spoke of a great many mis-deeds in his past. the captian knew from Silents origional apperance that he was a monk. For the entire year Silent kept himself within his robes. Though having to buy new or repair his robes quite frequently. The boat was put into dock that night. The captian Puting Silent and three others off. Paying each a fairly handsome ammount of gold and gems. Just before he set out with his ship.

Now upon a island stranded with no other boats apparently in dock as the single dock was empty and seemed little used. Silent and the others searched the island. It was a rather large island all they needed to survive upon. Given the company though the three young men felt their time was better throwing dice with their new money. Silent left them to their games moving more to the center of the island. Quite surprised for this island held a great many natural landmarks that were not common to be witihn the same region. Larke mountians, clear grass fields, tall ancient forest. The most surprising though was a active volcano.

It took nearly four days to get to the center of the island. There he found a single buildinf three stories in height. Made out of brick and wood. It was not overly fancy but it did show signs of use. The building was in good condition. The only thing on the island that seemed to be used frequently.

Skipping ahead a few years now. Silent had learned a great many lessons in his stay upon the island. The first and easiest to remember is not to annoy a vampire to much. Nor to annoy a demon. But he settled into the the activities of the island soon enough. Keeping to himself in the shadows during the night sleeping in the forest during the day.

One day in the forest he heard a scream just before the dawn as he was settling in for his sleep. He would have ignored it but it was a womans scream. His code of ethics and honor would not allow him to just ignore it. He made his way down a path in the forest. Coming upon a woman as well as a few other 'men'. It was not a hard fight. The woman was gifted with her weapons he only lended aid where it was most needed.

Silent and the woman spoke for a few hours before the lady asked him to accompany her home. It was not a lewd offer but a offer none the less. Silent nodded and off they went. Walking to what is still one of Silents homes. The lady took Silent to Draven lands. His stay as an outsider was brief. He was accepted into the family. Though he had no idea as of yet that it was his brothers family.

It did not take long to fall into place. Though a large scoripion {it think} claimed its first toll upon Silent. Silent killed the creature but the cost was his saber his only weapon was broken in the fight. Silent moved through the family.

Taking a position as Eriq's advisor, Then family Champion, Family Council, Family Head Champion. Leaving the council to the wiser he settled down though taking his role solely as Head Champion. Though his tasks were many. the training of Dravens who chose to learn the arts martial.

Silent has left the family a few times but always returned. though this last time, His departure was due to death, events out of his own control. Though a dwarf decided to use dwarven magic and call upon dwarven gods to revive him. So now Silent finds an odd thirst for dwarven ale. It is not a bad trait. Loosens him up a bit. He is reunited with his family and friends as well as his adopted daughter nykia.

Though it is the last few days people have seen changes in him. His behavior, his speech, his breaking of traditions. there is no one to blame. He feels comfortable and feels at ease around the woman he is courting. Madam Beyleigh McKenna. Is it odd now that Silent speaks so openly. Speaks how he feels. Speaks the blunt honest truth. Even makes mistakes he would normally not make. But it is said a woman can teach a man many things. Though it is Silent who shared with Madam Beyleigh McKenna, Some might not agree. But now Madam Beyleigh McKenna has been taught silent spirit walk.

Silent has now perminantly left the Draven family. To go out onto his own. giving up The Dravens for their own. Tired of the Bureacucracy and polotical BS that the family was so involved in. The family petty squabbles. The Dictatorship of his brother Eriq, while the Dravens continue to say that the council "rules." though it was shown that Eriq's words can overrule and negate laws to fit his personal needs.

Silent has spent the last year in isolation. Allowing others into his castle or villa for training and nothing else. Keeping himself within his self imposed isolation. Working on his own betterment.

Oreben and Drejan have undergone training within the castle. working upon their skills. Though neither near completion as they are neither capable as of yet to hit their trainer in combat.

Broke his isolation for the first time on the twelth of January. entering upon Draven lands to have a meeting with the husband of a friend. Meeting the husband of his friend in a friendly spar.

Once the spar was concluded Silent went back out upon his own. Once more leaving the Draven's lands. Returning to his home. Upon his return a visitor was awaiting him within the catle. A friend of his friend within the Dravens. The female as Silent was told had given up on mumch in her life. An Elf who had given up on many things. An Ironic twist. Elves are normally to cope with their lives. This one had not. Thus Silent had to meet this female and speak with her for a few hours.

By the end of the night. Silent sent the woman to a room within his castle. Where she left the following midmorning. Silent remained within his meditation chambers.