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Name: Siydi
Age: NA Race: Demon Eye Color: Crimson Hair: Black - NA Height: 8�5� (head to toe) - 5�10� Weight: 400 lbs. - 160 lbs. Birthdate: NA Birthplace: NA Blood type: NA Job: Silvara�s companion |
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Weapon: Claw sheathes - sharpened metal caps that secure to his talons. Ultimate Weapon: None Armor: NA Accessories: NA Materia: As a demon, Siydi can be likened to a sentient materia that is linked to and born within the bloodline of his mistress even if his mistress is unaware of his true nature. Siydi�s abilities are related to manifesting himself as a physical presence within the human world and, to a lesser extent, the manipulation of fire while in a non-corporeal form. Appearance: Its assumed that Siydi, as with any other demon, is capable of assuming any form he wishes but his most common appearance is that of a large black chocobo male. However, another form, one that Silvara doesn�t consciously remember encountering, is that of a slender human youth with luminous crimson eyes and short, ebony hair. Background: Whatever happened the night when Marcus Nothgalea was killed had long reaching repercussions in Silvara�s life. Though she�d successfully avenged her brother and brought an end to a hauntingly brutal circle of misery, predation and murder, she found it impossible to pick up the threads of her past. It lay silent and cold along with the numerous, unmourned dead and slowly, Silvara came to realize that she was trapped in the world she�d created for herself, violence begetting violence and the blood she�d shed seeming to demand her own to be spilt in penance. Awakening on the road from Junon, Silvara couldn�t remember exactly what had happened the night she left the city but the black chocobo carrying her was a welcome comfort on the lonely trip. The protective male became all the more precious to her when the cold reception she received upon reaching her hometown made it clear that she was neither welcomed nor wanted within the village. With the people she�d known all of her life shunning her in the streets and others openly reviled her, she was quickly brought before the village elders who attempted to convince the girl to leave Haven once and for all. They explained, not unkindly, that no one in the small village wanted a bounty hunter in their midst for fear of the violence she might bring into their peaceful lives, but Silvara refused to leave. Haven was her home and she had no intention of leaving it or bringing violence into the lives of her once-friends and neighbors. Other people, however, had different ideas. In her childhood, largely unbeknownst to her, Silvara had gained the attention of the son of Haven�s magistrate. Terrin, knowing the teenager�s fondness for drink and heavy-handed manner with other village girls, had put a swift stop to the boy�s pursuit of his baby sister; then, after Terrin�s death, Riyathena had been the deterrent keeping the young man from his �courtship.� But with Silvara�s return, a scorned young woman left to fend for herself in an isolated forest cottage, alone and unprotected, there were no more obstacles in her would-be suitor�s way. It started innocently enough and seemed nothing more than honest courtship but once Silvara rejected his advances things swiftly began to change. As the weeks passed the harrassment of his constant appearances at her cottage or in the woods beyond whenever she hunted gave way to malicious slander in the streets of Haven. Rumors were spread among the young men of Haven that the bounty hunter was little more than a loose woman looking for the right man to show her a good time. This and an ill-timed trip to the village meant that Silvara had to physically defend herself against the drunken man and his cronies. A few witnesses took her part in the hearing after the violent brawl that came of the near-rape, but the magistrate was obviously biased and ill will caused by the man�s lies set the entire hearing against her. Rather than be placed in the stocks for disorderly conduct and disruption of the peace, Silvara opted to return to her cottage, pack her belongings and leave town. But her �beau� followed her back into the woods. Humiliated from the beating he�d received he attempted to force himself on her once again and that failing, set her cottage on fire after she�d fled into the woods. He was found burned to death the next morning near the ruins and Silvara was sought out for his murder. Summarily sentenced and jailed the same day she returned to the village to report the new attack, Silvara was going to hang for the murder of her near-rapist; at least until something happened. That night she awoke on the trail once again with Siydi beneath her and half of Haven in flames at her back. | |
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