#celyn maeson

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𝖈𝖊𝖑𝖞𝖓 𝖒𝖆𝖊𝖘𝖔𝖓, 𝖛𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖎'𝖘 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘 @acesofliathra

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✦   INTRODUCTION   ✦

“The birds are chirping near and far.”

NAME & Title

The   Master   of   Whispers   of   Vissai   Celyn Maeson

AGE

80   winters   old.

RACE   /   SPECIES

Dragonrider

✦   APPEARANCE   ✦

HEIGHT   /   BUILD:  5'10. Has a athletic build despite his older age from years of training and fighting. HAIR:   Black. EYES:   Brown.  

GENERAL   AESTHETIC: A hand softly petting a scaled egg , a face pressed up against a bloody hand, an archer sitting and aiming his bow while on his dragon.

 ✦   PERSONALITY   ✦

Positives: Resourceful,   loyal,   patient.

FLAWS: Quiet,   careful,   and   restrained.

 ✦   SKILLS   &   ABILITIES   ✦

 SKILLS: Archery, information gathering, reading people and their motivations, and training both himself and others.

LIMITATIONS: Rarely lets people truly in, and when he does can be quite clingy or protective. Hates seeing people suffer for long.

 ✦   BACKGROUND   ✦

Most would be surprised to hear that there was a time where Celyn Maeson was just as outgoing and playful as the next person. A time where he didn't always feel the need to put up a wall between himself and others. But when you live as long as he does and you've seen death come for just about every person you love or care about? It's hard not to retreat back into your shell. Many decades ago, Celyn Maeson had been married and happy. Both of them were dragonriders, and they both challenged each other in the most exciting ways. They had different religions and gods (although they both took the other man's religion as a secondary one), they both had a love for training and pushing one another, and they were both fighters. Celyn was the type to straddle his dragon and fire his arrows from afar, while Harkon had been someone who preferred to fight more upclose than at a distance. They were the perfect duo. The perfect husbands.

Unfortunately, the universe will never let people be happy forever. Celyn had been helping train some soldiers and dragonriders when he received the news. His husband had been attacked by a balisk, and he had only a few minutes left. Celyn had left his duties immediately and ran to his husband, his dragon soaring high above him, before he sat bedside. Praying to both The Winged God and The Lord of Light to watch over Harkon whether it be in this plane or the next. His husband slowly passed away, and Celyn felt as if his heart died with him.

For a few years, he moved as if he was on autopilot. Not really feeling or registering anything, but merely going through the motions. However he slowly realized that Harkon would not want him to live this way, the same that he wouldn't want Harkon too if their roles had been reversed. He returned back to his training duties, finding enjoyment in helping the younger generation and those who needed help improving their skills. Plus it gave him quite the network of people to get information from. As he began attending the noble events again, representing his house which have always been prideful of their strength, he made more connections and worked hard on recreating another web of information. Using both his and his late husband's connections. Eventually, he was invited to be on the small council after providing the Skywarden's with an abudance of information. He may not be the loudest or most flamboyant guy, but whether it's on the battlefield or using his connections? Celyn is a survivor.

 ✦   MOTIVATIONS   ✦

WANTS: To help the Skywarden's as well as the people of Vissai in anyway that he can.

FEARS: Losing more loved ones.