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Zharyka
Jelahldoran*.
An exotic name, to be sure... and it belongs to a delightful, if rather enigmatic, half-elfin lass. Slight in stature, with an almost tomboyish demeanor; she's no beauty, but she's quite presentable. Her most striking feature is long, pale hair woven into a thick braid that hangs
all the way down her back.
If you see her, she's likely behind the bar at the Crosswinds Tavern, an apron around her waist, a ready smile on her face for the patrons who come into her realm. Friendly, warm, polite, with a knack for remembering faces and favored drinks... but if you look into those green eyes for a moment, there's wisdom... no,
empathy... there that makes you think she's older than the girl she seems to be. Look quickly, for if she notices your scrutiny, she'll push that ever-straying lock of pale hair out of her face, the merriment will go back into her eyes and you'll swear you dreamt that world-weary look.
She doesn't volunteer much information about herself, but if you ask her, she'll tell you a bit. She's worked
behind a bar before, in an inn owned by her grandmother, in a land far distant from Lyran
Tal. A few months before she came to Lyran Tal in the fall of 1257 UY, her Gram passed away, and her uncle owns the
inn now. If you query her as to what brought her to Lyran
Tal, she might divulge her reason; she's searching for her father. You'll have to remember to ask her to elaborate on that sometime... because somehow, in the middle of your conversation with her, the subject changed or got sidetracked, and you just never got back to talking about
her...
More backstory:
Soon after
her arrival on Lyran Tal, she met Iannon Destyranos and quietly
fell in love with the endearing Vivomancer. She rose to fame (or infamy) when she was put on trial
for accidentally using her Outlander powers to nearly burn a man
to death. As a result of the trial, she was required to wear a
small emerald in the middle of her brow, placed there by order
of Emperor Tumian Dreven, purportedly to control her powers
somehow.
Zharyka made a trip to her
homeworld in hopes of learning more about her powers; she has been
closed-mouthed about what she discovered, if anything. Upon her return,
Icaruss, reigning in Tumian Dreven's body, flew into a rage, demanding she never
leave Lyran Tal again. Unbeknownst to Zharyka, the emerald on her forehead
had nothing to do with Psionics and everything to do with Icaruss being able to
scry on events within the Crosswinds Tavern. The emerald fell off and shattered a short time
before Icaruss Ithgath made known his return to Lyran Tal.
Sometime during Icaruss'
reign as Tumian Dreven, Iannon Destyranos had disappeared. Tumian/Icaruss
imtimated that if Zharyka behaved, Iannon would be safe. She did not
divulge her concerns over Tumian's behavior, but her obedience was for
naught; on Yearpass, Icaruss decided to announce his presence by raining
fire and destruction on the city of Dreven. Two-thirds of Taysayad
Keep was destroyed, including the dungeons where Zharyka believed Iannon
to be held.
Grief-stricken, Zharyka
nearly left Lyran Tal; the Fates found reason for her to stay, and in the
months that followed the Fire Rain, she formed a tenuous friendship with
Magistrate Arman Ban-Triam, Iannon's childhood friend. Mourning drew
them together, despite his role in her attempted murder trial, and over
the next two years they became close. Arman confessed his growing
affection for the half-elf, but her feelings for Iannon lingered, even
though he was presumed dead at Icaruss' hand.
On the fateful night that
the Crosswinds disappeared in a massive time-jump, Arman had just revealed
to Zharyka that Iannon still lived. Both the Magistrate and the
half-elf were caught in the time-jump and Zharyka's powers were subtly
affected by the incredible influx of raw magic. ;-)
*Pronounced:
ZHAIR-ee-kah Jeh-LAHL-duh-RAN Her native tongue is a rather
breathy, lilting language, spoken very quickly.
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| What you
see: Female, half-elven, in her late twenties. Approximately
5' 4" in height with green eyes and long butter-colored tresses that
are usually plaited into a thick tail that hangs all the way down her
back. She favors breeches over skirts, particularly when she's
working. Zharyka normally wears two pieces of jewelry: a carved
wooden ring that looks like a novice Vivomancer's ring except for the
small clear stone set into it, and a locket that belonged to her mother.
The wooden ring is sometimes looped onto
the locket-chain for safekeeping if she's working with her hands.
The locket holds the likenesses of her mother and grandmother, as well as
a braided lock of thick dark hair.
What you don't
see: She's a Psion - her powers are a mix of Offworlder Psionics
and Khorezim mind magic. Even Zharyka herself does not realize her powers
are partly tied to Lytalian ley lines, although she is aware that her
father was a native of Lyran Tal. As the proprietor of the
Crosswinds, Zharyka was responsible to the Emperor himself, and therefore
is under Imperial scrutiny from time to time, but now that Tumian Dreven
is dead, the Crosswinds belongs to her alone. She is acquainted with
most of the Arch-Mages and Princess Aslin, although she is reluctant to
use those connections to her benefit. She is also acquainted with
the Mad Mage, Icaruss Ap-ol Ithgath, much to her dismay. Icaruss
seems intent on tormenting or killing her, for reasons known only to
him. Currently,
rumors persist that Zharyka is one of the few who have met the Klockwork
Master in person. She has been reticent to comment on that meeting
and the outcome, and has begun to outfit the Crosswinds to resume
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