NAME. Vyncent De la Vega AGE & BIRTH DATE. 32 & February 27th 2,992 GENDER & PRONOUNS. Cis Male & He/His NATIONALITY. Lysaran SPECIES. Faiman FACTION. N/A OCCUPATION. Owner of Knead to Relax FACE CLAIM. Sean Teale
biography ( tw death )
Vycent's earliest memories were painted in shades of silver and gold, the soft luminescence of the Silver Elvhen culture blending seamlessly with the nobility and grace of his High Elvhen heritage. His mother, once a renowned healer among their secluded village in the North, had chosen to forsake the limitations of the Laurelin, the guiding light of their people, for a life less bound by tradition. It was a decision that had set her apart, both in the beauty of her spirit and in the dangers it unwittingly invited. Vyncent's father, a steadfast guardian of their traditions, had fallen deeply in love with his mother’s free-spirited nature. Together, they defied societal norms, embracing the harmony between their contrasting cultures. Yet, beneath the idyllic facade of their familial bliss, a lurking shadow awaited its chance to shatter their world.
Everything changed on the night of Vyncent's tenth summer. A desire demon, drawn by the unruly emotions that gripped his mother’s heart, manifested within their once peaceful home. His father, ever the protector, confronted the demon. In the following struggle, Vyncent's mother was lost to the demon’s influence, succumbing to a darkness that had lurked within her own soul. The once vibrant healer became a vessel of malevolence, her eyes betraying a depth of sorrow and hunger that chilled even the bravest of hearts. Vyncent's father, driven by a love that transcended rationale, fought with all his might to save his beloved, to reclaim the light that had now been dimmed by the demon's touch.
It was in that mix of chaos and despair that Vyncent discovered his latent gift—upon touch, a mimicry of another's abilities. In a desperate move, after a brief touch of his father's arm, his mimicry allowed him to wield his father's powers, the only way he was able to defended himself against the attack. His father, fatally wounded, bore the scars of the attack with a broken heart. The loss of his beloved wife left his heart heavy with the burden of what could not be undone. Vyncent, though spared the physical wounds, now carried the weight of witnessing his mother’s horrid transformation and his father’s ultimate sacrifice.
In the aftermath of the tragedy, whispers of suspicion and fear rippled through their once close-knit community, doubt casted upon Vyncent's innocence and his father’s strength. Despite his youth, he felt the weight of their judgment upon his shoulders. The stares that once held admiration and love now bore traces of mistrust and apprehension. He became an outsider in the only home he had ever known, a vagrant condemned by association to the horrors that had taken place. In their eyes, he was a living testament to the truth they now dared to not acknowledge. He wished to be like them…to not have to acknowledge the abrupt decay of the only family he had. At a mere ten years old, he started his own journey elsewhere, away from the familiarity of his homeland that no longer claimed him. The destination? Unknown. As he wandered, he found himself unable to forget the last images of his parents.
His aimless journey on Lysara's outskirts took an unexpected turn when he encountered a wounded dire wolf he named Shadow. They both bore scars that time alone could not heal. As days turned into nights beneath the skies, Vyncent and Shadow found solace in each other's company. Shadow’s protective presence became a source of strength, offering him much needed comfort. In return, Vyncent tended to Shadow’s wounds with as much care and compassion as a ten-year-old could muster. Shadow became more than a companion; he was his guardian, his confidant, and his constant source of joy.
Arriving fully in Lysara, weary from the ages of travel, he found unexpected relief in the city. It was here that he encountered a few warm-hearted workers at a bakery. They were taken aback at his young age and the hardships he had already been exposed to, but had not hesitated to take him under their wings, offering him not just shelter but a sense of belonging he had long yearned for. Over time, Vyncent immersed himself in the art of baking, finding solace in the rhythmic kneading of dough and the comforting aroma of freshly baked goods. With each passing year, his skills flourished under the mentorship of those he now considered his found family. Eventually, as they all grew older, Vyncent began taking on more and more of the responsibilities until he took over completely. Now the owner of the Knead to Relax bakery, he hopes he can provide solace to those in need as was provided to him all those years ago.
personality
+ Fearless, Resilient, Resourceful – Distrustful, Self-Sacrificing, Enigmatic
played by night. est. she/her.
