. ✧ . * . ˚ ━━ ｢ ALP NAVRUZ, CIS MAN, HE/HIM. ｣ welcome DEVMIR SARI, the GENERAL of THE NIGHT COURT, to velaris! it is well known that the 32 / 620 year old ILLYRIAN is HONEST and LOYAL. it is a lesser known fact that they are also IMPULSIVE and RUTHLESS. however, it is a gold siphon that flares to life in the blink of an eye, an undying loyalty to those who have shown their hearts, a silent plea for mercy that goes unanswered, and a promise to someone who is no more that is worn around the neck of a warrior that truly define who they are. in the shadows, their alliance with PRYTHIAN makes them a force to be reckoned with. truly, who knows what to expect of them. cauldron save them, mother hold them.
ABOUT.
There is nothing that compares to life in the Illyrian war camps. To those who have never set foot in one, the Illyrians seem barbaric and ruthless, but to those who have been there…they know the truth, and it’s far worse than what the outside world knows. Though Devmir is now in a position of power, he sits in the inner circle to the high ruler of the night court, his journey to get there has not been easy. Everyone he has ever loved has been taken from him and the horrors of war have destroyed the once childlike view he had of the world.
Six hundred and twenty year ago in an Illyrian war camp, a mother gave birth to the little winged child who would one day lead armies into battle and bow before the high ruler of this land. Devmir was a quiet and introspective child, but he was fierce with an Illyrian blade from the moment he’d learned to wield one and he was most at home among the clouds with the wind on his wings. Though his father was cruel and his siblings were fearful of the man, Devmir never looked away from the monster who hid behind the mask of a loving man. He knew the secrets that hid beneath the surface but he was never afraid. Everyone in his family knew that once Devmir was old enough, strong enough, he would stand up to their father and things would change. And so they did.
Devmir entered the Blood Rite as soon as he was skilled enough, becoming one of the youngest of his time to ever reach a Carynthian title by reaching the monolith at the end. When he returned home, his father was gone, in fear of what Devmir might do now. A new era for the Sari family began. By the time the war came around, Devmir was an elite warrior, his six gold siphons proving his power to all who fought alongside him. Friends were lost in that war but more were made and when they emerged victorious, Devmir had formed a brotherhood with the current high lord.
He served his high lord until the day their new ruler, Rhaeya Einar, came to power. He swore his allegiance to her and kept his armies in line during the transition, knowing that it could be a time of unrest as the Illyrians adapted to a new ruler. While he was simply the general of the armies, Devmir always knew his place was at his ruler’s side. He would be faithful and true until his dying breath and everyone in the inner circle knew his loyalties ran deeper than anything else. Devmir would lay down his life for any of them if needed.
After Amarantha and on the cusp of another war, is when Devmir met Xamira. She wasn’t his mate and he knew that, they both did, but it didn’t matter. Devmir swore to give her everything she ever wanted or needed. She was one of the few people who had never looked at him as some Illyrian brute but had seen past his rough exterior into his soft heart and loved him for it. He promised Mira that once the war was over, they’d have a life together that they’d dreamed of. All the plans they’d made were going to come to fruition the moment there was peace in their lands and he could guarantee her safety. He gave her a gold ring before he left. He came home at the end of the war to the ring in a little box, blood stained and tarnished, and a reminder of how cruel war could be.
Since Mira died, Devmir has been different. He wears the ring on a chain around his neck always and reminds himself daily that he is still moving forward for her. That someday in the next life he will find her again and he will give her all the things he promised her in this one. Though his heart is kind, Devmir has no qualms about the ruthless and dark nature of his position. He knows what he must do to protect his home and his family and he is willing to cut down a path with his blade through their enemies if need be. Anything to protect Prythian. Anything to protect Velaris.
