Tittle: Knight
Race: Race: Half-Elf/ part every thing else
Age: A few months
Gender: Male
Description:
Height: 6'2
Eyes: His eyes are both mismatched, one is completely white and blank like the silence. While the other is quite the opposite. The other is soft grey around a pupil of everchanging images. His eye holds the rotation of the sun, his eye black as night at night and bright as the day when it is risen. Of course it is not blinding but it does have a soft golden glow that one might find almost comforting.
Hair: His hair looks like that of a dull ash grey. It falls down nicely past his shoulders but not more then halfway down his back.
Build: slender like a elf but has a slightly more muscular build then a common elf, sharing both human and elf features but not a half-elf either, with some foreign flare to his features.
Basic Description: The dim light of the torches fell upon his bruised flesh, the seemingly healed bones beneath cracking lightly as he sat up. There was nothing too special to the fellow down within that infernal hole, his only outstanding features his eyes and a very odd scar around one of them. His eyes were different, one white as bone and blank and depthless like stone. His other rich and delicate like a painting, a soft grey likje that of a cloud surrounding a gentle golden glow for a pupil. For his eyes if you studied them long enough were like that of the sun's cycle. They would cycle through the golden hours with the sun then fade into night as the darkness enveloped the world. But it did not take long for them to be hidden beneath the long course lengths of ash hair that fell past. But thankfully for annoyance sake it could usually be seen pulled back in a nice braid. His face was familiar but different, but from where?
Frayne held a human ear still and a healed long pointed one, but they were switched compared to his brother's now. He stood tall as he took to his feet, his wanderer's garments torn and battered like that of himself. Yes he still looked very similar to his brother, but his old scars were gone and his burnt flesh was replaced with that of a nice natural tan. What else will prove itself to change what lies beneath the changes of the new self? I wonder...
Background: Frayne is only brother to Brenna, they both are not truely brothers but far closer. Frayne was once also called Brennan, for he is a copy of his brother. He was created from the very ashes of the wanderer that shares his likeness. This occured during a fight between Brennan and some wandering outlaws, in the process of the battle Bren passed out and pulled a phoenix. Burning to ash then reawakening and massacreing the outlaws. It was a brutal birth and Frayne was secretly formed by the Elder Spirits with 5 maagical crystals with Bren, then set free as a perfect copy. After alot of confusion and almost blood shed both accepted it after a big surprise and thus became brothers. As of late Frayne has also died once and come back but not through this land, but his brother's home soil. He was born a myst but accepted by the land of Thra'linde.
Frayne is the product of his recent identity quest. Returning to his home soil he wandered the very desert of his ancestors. In the process he found himself within a sotrm and sought shelter. But within minutes of finding saftey he was thrown into darkness and when he came to he was only welcomed by the burn of becoming blind. Through days of pitchblack crawling he finally found a small pool of water to relieve his throat, but so changed his fate doing so. Now only blind in one eye and able to see past the normal world with the other, he now bares a guardian spirit by the name of Asundra within. They both now protect what she had been for eternity, and seek to protect the family Frayne had left. His lover, a motivation to live and the family he was born into a good memory, he returns with a smile and a purpose for himself. Not his brother, but himself.
