Siorey Val'Maranthy
Given Name: Siorey Zyel Val'Maranthy
{See - Or - Ray} {Zai - El} {Val - Mah - Ran - Thee}
Race: Mixed Race {Human/Hytori}
Sex: Male
Age: 20
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 165 lbs
Birthdate: 33rd of Glade, Year 101, A.o.S
Birthplace: Dalquia
Profession: Personal/World Mage, Torturer
Housing: A standard room within the Tower of Lore
Partners: N/A
Sexuality: Sexually Curious {Has not had the opportunity to do anything with anyone, not even a kiss}, Sapiosexual {Is extremely attracted to intelligence}
Titles: Kozoku
Factions: Circle of Spells
Fluencies: Common, Mythrasi
Conversationals:
Ineptitudes: None
Racial Ability: Raella’s Grace - The Hytori are blessed by the Dragon Goddess of Life and are thus rendered completely immune to mortal diseases. They are resistant to most poisons but they are not immune to them as they will still suffer poisonous effects albeit to a lesser degree depending on that poison’s potency. Magical afflictions affect them just as much as they would any other person. Hytori enjoy longer periods of youth and vitality and only suffer the ill-effects of old age when nearing the final stages of their lives.
{See - Or - Ray} {Zai - El} {Val - Mah - Ran - Thee}
Race: Mixed Race {Human/Hytori}
Sex: Male
Age: 20
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 165 lbs
Birthdate: 33rd of Glade, Year 101, A.o.S
Birthplace: Dalquia
Profession: Personal/World Mage, Torturer
Housing: A standard room within the Tower of Lore
Partners: N/A
Sexuality: Sexually Curious {Has not had the opportunity to do anything with anyone, not even a kiss}, Sapiosexual {Is extremely attracted to intelligence}
Titles: Kozoku
Factions: Circle of Spells
Fluencies: Common, Mythrasi
Conversationals:
Ineptitudes: None
Racial Ability: Raella’s Grace - The Hytori are blessed by the Dragon Goddess of Life and are thus rendered completely immune to mortal diseases. They are resistant to most poisons but they are not immune to them as they will still suffer poisonous effects albeit to a lesser degree depending on that poison’s potency. Magical afflictions affect them just as much as they would any other person. Hytori enjoy longer periods of youth and vitality and only suffer the ill-effects of old age when nearing the final stages of their lives.
I'm an Enigma
Rather, he serves as a source of enlightenment and information to those he deems in need of it. Because of his logical and pragmatic nature, people tend to gather around him, allies and supporters alike as they often feel he knows the best course of action. He is aloof the majority of the time to those around him but, that changes whenever he makes a breakthrough in whatever he finds himself researching.
Siorey has a fine-tuned logical mind, with an obsession for knowledge and invention, believing that societal evolution can be accelerated and propelled through discovery. Despite his aloofness, he can be extremely observant when not absorbed in his work, picking up on things others miss and retaining information casually gathered through conversation. This, however, is the secret to his albeit terrifying logical mind. Underneath all that obsession with knowledge and discovery is a sharp cunning and intellect.
I'm Nothing Special
How it all Began
Siorey's parents were excited to have him, and unbeknownst to him, there was an otherworldly reason. He was always a curious child, asking questions, exploring the limits of his own knowledge, and even experimenting with whatever he could get his hands on. He was a stoic and inquisitive child and Haldir & Cereza Val'Maranthy couldnt have been any happier with him.
From a young age, he learned how to wield magic, seeing who his parents were, both serving under House Briathos. Of all the magics known, Siorey took to the mechanics of Summoning rather quickly and showed promise in the art even as a young child with his innate talent for the arcane. When he wasn't training with his parents, he spent many days of his youth being educated in reading, writing, mathematics, and understanding his heritage, both human & hytori.
Siorey didnt really want for much, having been loved and appreciated since he could remember. He found his love for his parents and older brothers just as strong as their love for him. But as the inquisitive soul he was, he knew something was wrong the older he got. With every day that passed, he found that his mother & father seemed different as if expecting something to happen.
He couldnt put his finger on it, and when he asked them, they would change the subject, opting to go on research or experiment with him on something. He didnt like not knowing what was going on, and sought the answers his parents wouldn't give him. He looked through old letters, and journals, and even asked those within the circle of spells who knew his parents best.
After exhausting all his options he found it frustrating not knowing what was going on with them, and why they were acting so weird. Until he could uncover their secrets, he would just keep it in the back of his mind.
It was around his 15th year he started realizing his parents were not normal. It started off with little things, whispers behind closed doors, strange figures coming and going in the middle of the night, and even a strange symbol he found scribbled on one of his father's notes. After some time, he would notice everyone held this sort of crazed smile whenever he was around as if infatuated with simply being in his presence. Something about them wasn't adding up, and he was determined to figure out what they all could be up to.
Upon his 16th year, he began to see the other side of his family was showing, often hearing them humming an eerie tune to themselves. Siorey found it weird at first, hearing this tune, but soon found that he was hearing it everywhere within the halls of Moonveil Manor. The weird and strange didn't stop there as he swore he could see things, shadowy things around the estate, always out of the corner of his eyes, but never being able to place what it was he saw.
Everything seemed to come to a head when one night he was shaken from his slumber by an otherworldly call, forcing him to investigate the source. To Siorey, the voice held no gender, yet familiar, soothing, but tinged with a sense of dread. He didn't want to go looking, but his body seemed to have a mind of its own as he walked the halls of his home.
His search led him to the sacred river behind his home, the place where he was initiated and met his first eldritch spirit. It was here that he saw it for the first time with his own eyes, his family, and what they were up to. It seemed to be some odd ritual they were performing, as they were sacrificing people, and in the distance as if rising from the water was something. its silhouetted presence sent chills down his spine and watching his family kill innocent people, tossing their bodies into the river made Siorey sick to his stomach.
He gasped out of shock and was discovered by his family. His mother tried to soothe a hysterical Siorey. Rejoice, my sweet child, there is nothing to fear. These sacrifices are necessary for our work, for you. You are the chosen one, the harbinger of his will, and will bring forth an age of new discovery and advancement for the world. his mother explained. This revelation only served as the nail in the coffin for Siorey, tearing away from his mother's arms.
Having seen enough, Siorey made a drastic move, and ran from home, vowing to never turn back or return home for that matter. He couldn't believe what he had seen, that horrid memory forever etched into his mind and soul, his dreams. He found a way out, however, seeking refuge within the Circle of Spells. They were his last hope of salvation from whatever twisted fate his family held for him, and he desperately needed them to accept him into their fold.
He didn't have much, and he was desperate to give them anything they would have asked of him just to have refuge within one of their towers. He spent the next few days meeting with officials of the Tower of Lore, and after several of these meetings, he found himself accepted into the Tower of Lore as a student.
With his safety secured he set out to do one thing and one thing only....erase any ties he had with his family. He would work even harder within the circle and ascend till even they wouldn't be able to touch him. Within the next two years, Siorey busted his ass with his studies, making sure to soak up every bit of knowledge he could for his trial. He didn't want to waste that chance. He learned any and everything his instructors could offer, often spending countless hours practicing what he learned in order pass his trial.
When the day came he couldn't help but be nervous, but he went forward with it regardless. They put his morality to the test, but more so, it made him come to terms with things he never thought he would have to deal with in his life, make difficult decisions, and accept the consequences. Though he came to the realization that if he was to truly distance himself from his family he only had one path in order to do so.
He would have to become stronger, more powerful than even his family if he was to advert the fate they had designed for him. To this, he would have to strive for more power and if it meant toppling over others in his path then so be it. With that mindset, he crushed the trial before him, taking down every obstacle in his path. By the end of the day, his trial was over. Staring up at the overseers of his trial, he found that only one had remained, a woman in a black robe. On that day he graduated, obtaining his own black robe.
