Svv'Vstr Mrk'ss

[Svv Mrk'ss]

(( General Information ))

Character Name: Svv’Vstr M’rkss [pronounced Siv-Vester Markus]

Age: To old to care to share. If one were to analyze his knowledge of things and magic, one could suspect him to be in his 500s+

Identified Court: Identifies as a Dark Fey.

Fey Blood: Half Dark / Half Wind. His father’s line likes to call itself a “Sound Fey” however.

Appearance: Svv is a skeletal figure, one that stands tall with long limbs, and showing ribs. He is pale in color, and shabby in appearance with an unshaven face, spiky hair that goes in all direction and the fashion sense of, well, a blind person. Svv’s face has high cheek bones and listless dark eyes. Svv’s eyes in themselves, give him away, as his left eye is a striking blue that belongs to his father, while his right is a lightless black that belongs to the Dark Fey blood of his mother. If Svv had properly grown up, exposed to the light and not hidden away in a cave, he would have above adequate night and day vision, but due to the sensitivity of both eyes, he can not see much at all. Svv does not like wearing shoes, and tends to choose dark colors for his fashion.

Wings: Svv’s wings can not be seen by the naked eye, however, if one looks upon Svv’s shadow they can see the silhouette of two razor-like wings.

Inner Court: The Untouchable of Dark has not been known for many years, as he did not expose himself until the Queen before the current one. The holder of his secret is Sylvain and the deceased Queen Hawthorn.

Level: Level Three

Powers: Svv has the ability to be the listener of the world, hearing every spirit in nature and even the occasional soul of a person. His world is coated in words that could not make sense to any other, in a language that sounds more like noise. It is impossible to lie to Svv, as the very tree next to will give you away, and thousands of years of knowledge is easily accessed to the Fey, whether he wants it or not. His powers, while great, has the downside of never being able to turn off. If Svv had simply embraced his gift, he could easily be capable of Level Four powers, such as the occasional hearing of the soul, but Svv chooses not to hear, and instead of being the world’s greatest empathizer, he chooses not to pay attention, to be indifferent and eventually his goals even led the world into the Fissure of Woe: The greatest silencing of the Immortal World thus far.

Magical Knowledge: He seems to have an overall knowledge of what each weaving art does, and how it works, but isn’t proficient in any one or the other. His mother was quite adept at Water and Ice weaving, and in his youth he was forced to learn. Age however, taught him to forget.

(( Personality ))

Svv comes across most as a man of great prestige, and politeness, despite his shaggy appearance. He typically is indifferent in his facial features, but his ability to speak to other’s gives him a sort of charisma that makes one want to be around him. He is a joker, but a bit of a dry one, that seems to calm on the surface at all times. Svv can be known for his random anger attacks, however, and sometimes over trivial things such as the breaking of his things, or sheer irritation of what he perceives as stupidity.

Svv is not all he seems, however, and is actually very bitter towards most he is around and he can not really say he has ever loved. Sometimes when someone hangs around Svv he is not really there, and in his own world in spirit, as he sometimes withdraws into himself and stared off into space without blinking. Svv is perhaps one of the most apathetic of beings when it comes to relationships, and almost sociopathic, only seeing people as means to an end and putting up with their company to achieve a higher goal. Though every once in awhile, Svv will hear a soul that sounds truly interesting and he, instead, is around them out of artistic merit, as though gazing at a masterpiece or listening to a symphony.

Svv is a philosopher and likes to look inward for all of his answers, not fond of listening to others.

(( History ))

It was in the times of a different war when there were no Dark Fey or Light, but simply obscure families that seemed more prone to doing good or evil. This was when there were no Kingdoms and things like Untouchables and Rulers did not exist. It was in this time of war that family of M’rkss and Syremm were particularly not fond of each other. The head of Syremm family was an Elder fey named Fynseqa, a woman filled with enough hatred to make her features old and heavy with anger even in her immortality. She was a fey that could weave the darkest of magics, known to have a personal legion of Death Fey that thought her amusing enough to command them.

This seemingly cold Fey’s heart, however, lay in her daughter Symmol, girl of no particular powers save her Ice Weaving and caring attitude toward her mother. Fynseqa was known for sending curses toward the family of M’rkss, ones of misfortune, torture, unhappiness. It was said that perhaps Fynseqa was turned down by the man known as Gw’dnn (Gwy-din) and hated him and his wife out of spite. It was when she sent a curse of death toward the daughter of Gw’dnn and his new wife did she finally get her revenge, though not quite the way she had wanted. Not only did the daughter die, but it seemed due to circumstance, the wife had died as well and the Syremm family reigned supreme. Gw’dnn, a fey of high stature, was devastated.

It was in the night that the Gw’dnn the sound few finally came into the Catecombs where the old witch lived, seeking revenge himself, it seemed he definitely got it. Having his wife and daughter taken away from him, it was his plan to in turn murder the daughter in front of the old woman, not caring of any Death Fey that might intervene. Fate had other plans in mind, however, and in the night when he came upon young Symmol in her sleep, a gravitation of uncharted strength drew him to her and Gw’dnn unmistakably fell in love with a simple glance of her sleeping form. In the night, he kidnapped her in her sleep, and with a suspicious easiness (It seemed the Death Fey were not as reliable as it seemed, and deserted her), was able to kill the Lady Fynseqa with an impaling blade between her eyes.

Symmol, despite being raised by a witch, and living in darkness, was an innocent creature, one that was full of empathy and love. Gw’dnn explained to her that he had saved her from an attack in which her own mother was to blame, and back in his Kingdom of Sound, he protect her from her mother’s Death Fey. For a few thousand years, they lived happily in the Mrk’ss house, and together watched the world be built from chaos, as the Kingdoms of the Fey finally came together to form the seven Courts. Gw’dnn was asked to be the Guardian of Wind at the high price of giving up home life with his wife.

Symmol, being infinitely giving, said so long as she was blessed with a child to remind her of him, she could accept his long years away from her. Gw’dnn, of course, gave her a child: a boy with a single blue and black eye named Svv’Vstr.

It was when Svv was far too young to remember anything of the Kingdom of Cindervoe did he return to the roots of the Catecombs. Symmol had had a visit in the night by one of her mother’s Death Fey, one that had a knack for giving away forbidden truths and twisting the lives of the mortal fey. The Death Fey told Symmol of the true death of her mother, and the nature of her “saving” and it was with this knowledge that Symmol fell from grace. Is ever there was likeness to her mother, it did not exist in Symmol until now, in the form of bitter hatred. A thousand year lie, to come to realize the death of her poor mother was of her own husband’s doing and thoughtlessly, she sent a curse toward the man she once loved, one that cause him pain, and eventual death. She had left him in the night.

Svv had barely learned how to grasp the bow of a violin when he left the Kingdom of Cindervoe. His instrument a gift of his father’s in likeness to his bass cello, this was a family weapon and reservoir of power that his mother luckily embraced despite her hatred of the Wind Courts. It was as he grew older that it was apparent he had inherited a hybrid power from his father’s side: The Ability to Listen.

Symmol grew to be much like her mother: bitter, angry and resentful toward Gw’dnn and everything he represented. While she never did anything overtly to the man aside from the single curse, it seemed the woman could not move on from her betrayal. She infected her son with her prejudice, turning her son into a fey that hated other fey, and with his new power to hear the world, all he could be was disdainful of his gift.

He carried on his studies of his abilities with the violin, and his mother being one of the few Methuselahs in the world, helped him learn some weaving in her time with him. Later it was discovered that Gw’dnn had killed himself in his loss, so broken hearted over Symmol, he could not take a second tragedy. Symmol, upon hearing the news, had no apparent reaction for many years, save that she no more made any meaningless threats about Gw’dnn.

Eventually Svv could not stand the woman and left her cold heartedly to live his own life of wandering. It was many years of trying to find his place, a purpose, and a means to vent his frustration as his powers seemed to grow stronger with age. A particular voice seemed to haunt the Dark Fey, a female’s voice that spoke with contrasting bitterness and sympathy to him, a bipolar entity that Svv could never quite place.. He could not sleep, or be around other fey for very long, and grew into seclusion after many years of hating the world.

Svv had a fondness for the taste of ale, and spent years in the darkness of his cave, it was when he was visited by a Death Fey. Svv, for the most part, ignored the Fey for many years, the creature standing in the shadows of his cave staring at him for hours on end. Svv knew others could not see this thing, and not being much of a listener, had nothing to say to it, until one night, when he drove himself into a drunken stupor and Svv called out to it.

The Death Fey simply smiled at him and told him two things: that he should go visit the new Queen, and that he might find something interesting there; the second thing being that his mother had died while he was away. Svv cared little for the second bit of information, and decided to take on the Death Fey’s advice, not realizing until later that it had been a sentence for his soul.

This was when Svv met the Queen on his journey, a younger girl fey that had just taken up the crown and was uninterested in her council and all they had to say about the Light Council, or even the Dark. She was creature of independence, wanting only freedom from corruption and the ability to lead her Kingdom in the right direction. Svv, in fact, did not put up with her much at first, simply wandering Bellgrinde and her insisting upon his company. Svv knew not why he was there, only having to listen to the qualms of the world once again. It was one night when the female voice haunted him to the point of wanting death upon himself did he realize his purpose – that Svv himself must silence the world. All the woes and frustration circulating a world that never died seemed improbable and wrong.

So Svv decided to befriend the Queen, her being the first he told of his power as the great heir of a Sound Fey. With his secret, he became an Untouchable and the Queen Hawthorne in turn, told him a secret of her own. The Death Fey that Svv had met earlier had in fact made a point to eat the Sound Fey’s soul, and the Queen herself had made a deal to keep him at bay. Svv owed his life to her, and with apathy, grew to be her protector.

The curious Queen went on a journey of her own to the Kingdom of Light, disguised as a messenger, she learned of her rivals and it seemed, she fell in love with a spoken for Warrior there. She returned to Attikka to ask Svv his advice, and as a man bent on destruction, he promoted her love, and said for her to take what she wanted. Sadly, the Queen listened, and she openly spoke of her love for the man.

With many strings attached and other circumstances involved, it seemed that the Queen declared war on the Kingdom of Light. The Queen, upon seeing the weakness of the Light Kingdom and their fear of the dark blinding them, she scared the Light Fey into taking up an alliance, just as she took up the alliance with Phaedra of Ice and the current ruler of Fire. This was when the wall was built and humans were rallied as protectors. For many years, there was neutrality.

It was when the ally of Fire came to aid, able to out smart the humans by infiltrating their ranks and bringing down the wall, this was when the Dark Council finally made their attack.

Fast forward a few hundred years, and the Fissure of Woe is overturning the middle Kingdom. Svv watches his Queen fall from grace and sees her love for the Warrior change her personality. Looking back, Svv would never admit to having any kind of emotional reaction to anyone, but truth be told, it seemed he had hoped the Queen to be better than what she was, and what little fondness he had of her went away. It was not too long when the Death Fey finally intervened and stopped the war.

Svv decided to look for answers elsewhere, still wishing to follow through with his plans for Silence, even if the war was temporarily stopped. This was where he met Etoile, a hermit fey with the ability to lie. Svv was the first to see her for what she was and what capabilities she had. Apathetic like himself, Svv promised her the crown if they chose to work together.

Within a hundred years, Queen Hawthorne died and a new Queen stepped up to rank.

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