Bazyl steadied his breath as they crossed into the entrance of the mine, the air growing heavier with each step. Bazyl's mind was not fully in the present; he found his thoughts drifting, focusing on the figure ahead of him—the Hero of Lake Udori, Hikami. There was something about Hikami’s demeanor...

Bazyl closed his eyes as the shower of viscera and chunks of mangled flesh rained down on him, the stench of blood thick in the air. He felt the warm spatter hit his face, and without thinking, he wiped it away with the back of his hand. Yet, beneath the mess and carnage, a grin spread across his f...

Good morning, Regarding the concerns, I have edited their past involvements to make it a bit more vague. Focusing on their home region, the Commonwealth and then back to the Ailianze continent. While regarding the estate, I have edited the writeup as well to show the day-to-day state of their primar...

His eyebrows lifted as the sight of familiar armor caught his eye, and a familiar accent reached his ears. It had been a long time since he had fought side-by-side with the Dawnmartyrs. The last time they had stood together was during the siege of Ailos, a memory that sharpened his focus. He steadi...

Bazyl leaned against the cart, savoring the familiar taste of espresso—rich and bitter, warming him from the inside. The bustling streets of the Commons were alive with the usual chaos of vendors calling out their wares, steam rising from food stalls, and people ducking in and out of shops to escap...

Name: Bazyl d'Aerendyl Race: Siltori Likes and Dislikes: Open to just about anything as long as it doesn't violate the TOR Reason for Visiting: Citizen Goal for the Season: Character development and exploration Duration of Stay: Indefinitely but will have periodic travels to nearby regions Commenta...

Bazyl let out a silent "oh" of recognition. It wasn't unheard of for a half-Siltori to be fluent in the tongue, but for someone without any Siltori heritage? That was less common, almost suspicious. Perhaps it was his own age showing, after surviving two different epochs, he often forgot ...

The forest around them was eerily quiet, the only sound being the faint rustle of leaves swayed by a gentle breeze. Bazyl Wegner stood still, his eyes narrowing as he scrutinized the man before him. It was only moments ago that this figure had been almost a mile away, just a silhouette on the horiz...

The caravan jolted to a stop, pulling Bazyl out of his reverie. He remained still, his breathing steady, but his senses sharpened. He listened intently to the hushed voices that floated through the air. There was no sign of an imminent attack, just the uneasy murmurs of men on edge. He projected hi...

Bazyl approached the growing crowd with a casual stride, his demeanor relaxed yet observant. He knew well enough that the Menders, would never overtly draw attention to themselves. They thrived in the shadows, and it would be folly for them to act otherwise. As he neared the gathering, his gaze fel...