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[b]Name[/b]: Delwyn, Exarch of Crowns

[b]Age[/b]: 38(ish)

[b]Gender[/b]: Male

[b]Appearance[/b]: He’s a tall, lithe figure, covered with pale skin. There are signs of hollowing beginning to show on him. His physique is that of a lithe one, his body was clearly trained but never forced into combat. Although his build isn’t one that seems to be of an average soldier it is one that is fit to fight. His hair is silver and his eyes a steel grey. Looking at his form you are able to see the beginning of the slow process of hollowing.

[b]Armour/Clothes[/b]: (Red Dyed) Elite Knight set

[b]Personality[/b]: He’s slow and methodical, cunning and deceiving. Over the years he’s kept silent causing him to be more reserved and slower to answer when someone is talking to him. Although he has some pseudo sense of honor he sees himself as a chivalrous defender. Trickery and lies are not below him, often choosing these to help deal with unwanted things.

[b]Skills[/b]: Delwyn is a duel wielding fighter. He’s trained in two weapon combat and excels when there’s the use of swords. Although it was small, he spent a few months in his youth in the church and was able to learn the miracle: Emit Force. On his own he found a way to use a darker miracle: Vow Of Silence.

[b]Weaknesses and Fears[/b]: Fire, this fear isn’t one that paralyses him but heavily persuades and disinterests him. Having bad memories of fire it tends to off put him, along with those who use it.

[b]Spells[/b]: Light, Repair, Hidden Body

[b]Weapons[/b]: Broadsword and Dagger.

[b]Bio[/b]: Delwyn once sat in a position of power. He was an Exarch, or ruler by birth. At birth he was given high expectations, and as he grew he strove to meet them. While growing up he was trained to be good at combat while also being taught spells as he had grown an aptitude of magic. Although other than light he had never mastered any spells at a young age so his growth of magic had been halted. He was then sent to the church where he excelled at miracles, but he was brought back home to rule before he could continue his training. 

   Over the years he settled into ruling his territory. But as the years grew so did the amount of people chipping away at his power. Eventually he was overwhelmed by foreign powers that simply pushed him out of his keep. Although he was the “Exarch Of Crowns” he had his position over his territory stripped. As the years passed and chaos grew he eventually made a small kingdom of his own. A broken down town in the middle of a swamp, there are no people, only him, left wandering the area slowly beginning to hollow while he tries to protect what little claim he has.

   That would be if even the old buildings stood. As he was guarding his kingdom a dragon, believing them to be killed off, flew by spewing out fire. The swamp trees and his small, insignificant claim had been burned. He had no way to put out the fires. He could only watch as it burned.

[b]Other[/b]: Over the years he has picked up spells by passerby’s repair and hidden body. As he remained in silence for years alone this had taught him the miracle of Vow Of Silence through his devotion.