TYNKIA MYIKKI WIESSMAN
Wiess, Tyn, Myikki, TyikkiRace:
Higher DemonGender / Sexuality: Male / PansexualAge:
/| Cold Iron:|\| In terms of temperament, it is said that Cold Iron is a calculative and tactful fighter. Less based upon the burning emotions of instinct and more with the mental fortitude of a strategist.
/| Sin of Lust:|\| As is the custom of Eldrich they are known for the emotional tie to their creation. What used to be satisfaction and contentment was stripped away and beaten into Lust. A lust for bloodshed and warmongering destruction upon the peace of the nations.
/| Creative:|\| There are many routes to a solution, some unconventional and one must be able to see it to achieve it no? A creative mindset brings out the best, in Tyn in the darkest of times.
/| Unshakable Devotion: |\| When an objective is set, one must never give up in great or small. Whatever you start you must finish, let there be no slack in your follow-up!
/| Scholar of the World:|\| There is always something new to learn out there, never cease to look. Tyn is always working to learn new things which gives him a large upper hand when it comes to research and understanding in some topics of commerce and better connections still to the black markets.
/| Chaotic Evil:|\| Hand in hand with Lust comes the choice to abandon most regards for life be it Eldrich or other species. Destruction is his primary aim and means of function, be it in the moment or a long-term consequence. History:
Born into a home of merchants, Tyn was born under the star of misfortune for the Wiessman family. A wealthy family of Gaiyans had pursued trade with the Eldrich folk in good faith. While their counterparts were wary the Eldrich did begin trading and conducting profitable business for both parties! Yet in light of their success, the old roots of hatred and racism strangled the dream-like weeds. Betrayed by a Gaiyan contact the family was attacked by a group of bandits, his original father slain, his mother and two older siblings were protected by a trio of High ranked Eldrich sellswords. In their feelings, his two siblings had gotten separated but made it out alive back to Gaiyan society. As for Tyn’s mother she lived out the rest of her days in the company of her protectors, in due time she took one on to be her lover. When giving birth to Tyn both parents were truly happy with his arrival, raising him with love it felt like time stood still. During his upbringing, he was schooled in not just the scholarly arts but the arts of war and combat. Trained in hand-to-hand combat and somewhat in magic, Tyn worked himself into a well-rounded fighter. During his vacation times from studies, Tyn accompanied his father and mother on their usual trade routes. Learning the way of the streets both of the people and the black market. His family obtained several relics said to be of small importance, they were accepted and kept within their home. Upon his eighteenth birthday he had gone out to celebrate with some other locals of Newdale, Tyn returned home to find the gruesome scene of slaughter within his own home. Among a tangle of bodies, he found his mother and father's weapons in hand while holding one another's hand. The scroll that was left nailed to the door was a completed contract for the heads of his parents. Undying flames burned through his very being as he gathered what he could. Likes:
Cooking Food, Fire, Reading, Philosophy, Corruption, Anger, World TravelDislikes:
Impatient people, Interruptions, Cowards, Fools, Small Mindsets, Wasted food, Goal/Aspiration:
A smoldering ruin beneath his boots. Not only does he want to sit at the top, but he wishes to be a scholar of the world of war. Blood shed is his means of life.Key Fear/Adversary:
He fears, complacency, failing to make his name known. Never finding out the reason for his parent's murder. Who was it who had targeted them for the artifacts?
Tall, barbarian muscle build, flexible, agile. Hair:
Black and light brown highlighted dreads in the thick mix. The dreads go down to his lower back and have gold woven into them. Eyes:
Radiant Orange like the burning infernos of the sun.Skin Tone:
Ebony bronzed God. Tattoo(s):
Upon his knuckles; ‘Chef Life’ is spelled out. Upon the chest there is a Cerberus tattoo. Overall Appearance: