User:Dlewis17

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((This is a Bio I am currently working for a LARP that I participate in called SOLAR(Southern Orginization of Live Action Re-Enactments)Cerronteh.. See their website here: SOLAR, Cerroneth- Mississippi, USA

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[edit] Character History

[edit] The Birth of a Noble

Timeline: Yenth, Aranol 580(Pre-Barrier)
Age: 1
"Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought it possible to have something so good,
so right, turn into something so bad."-Jonathan Nathaniel Kastell II (509-588)
The lights in the small room were dim, the flames of the candles seeming to slowly flicker out and die, only to come back moments later due to the heavy breathing of a woman in labor, her breath filling the room, causing the embers of the candle wick's to ignite once more.. It seemed as if days had passed since he had ordered his men to dismiss themselves and speak not of the going-ons of the time.. Three more hours til' the sun would rise.. Two more hours...One... The sun's damned light began to make its way through the one window in the structure, shining perfectly onto the body of a beautiful woman, red haired, but something about her seemed to fill the room with pain.. Twelve minutes past the last chime of the new hour, five if the clockwork contraption is correct, a second cry is heard, one of a baby.. But the first fades away, and that body which the light shined on so heavenly, fell still... No breath escaped that woman... The candles flicker and die while the sound of an armor clad body hits a wall, and slides down, hitting the cold ground, full of dew. The child grows quiet, but not unheard, as a second tearful weep comes from the armored figure.....

[edit] She Speaks When None Will

Timeline: Yenth, Aranol 599(Pre-Barrier)
Age: 20
"I have heard stories of a great Queen who died whilst giving birth,
but for me to find it to be my mother, and to find that I am a Prince;
I never asked for this." - Jonathan Nathaniel Kastell III
"I always figured I would be the one person in the world who would never amount to anything.. Always begging on the streets to get by in my life. Abandoned and alone in a world so vast that even the greatest of scholars could not compress it all onto a simple map. It was in one of these mindless, routine, bland and sorrowful days that I found myself confronted by something greater than us all... The human mind.
Sure, we have all heard our own stories about the dead coming back to haunt us, but usually we think of those who portray the "Dark Arts" of Necromancy as the ones at fault of it. However, I found out for myself that these occurances, these unexplainable events, are in fact, in themselves a mystery which I found myself tied up in."-Jonathan Nathaniel Kastell III


The lights dimmed in the room, candle flames flickering dully in the late night. He sat there, pondering upon his life in itself, but could not find explanation as to who his parents were, or why he was abandoned so. Hours seemed to pass like minutes as he sit there, lost in his own thoughts. IT was in this time that a voice came to him, one soft, distant, tender voice piercing its way through the jumbled mess of his mind. He listened, Oh how he listened! And his thoughts suddenly became clear, as if a channel in his mind, once blocked by the walls of remorse and denial broke free of its damned dam, flowing gallantly through the mind of a man who now knew, who finally understood what it all meant. He lay on a bed of hay, laughing quietly to himself. He spoke only four words that night: "Hail to you mother.."

[edit] The Criminal in Me

Timeline: Yenth, Aranol 602(Pre-Barrier)
Age: 23
"You do realise Kastell, this does make you a criminal...."-Lord Killian

I must say it was quite a dark time of night, somewhere around the new day if I were to guess... He came from an alleyway just north of the castle, and walked his way around the perimeter of the main gates, arriving at the front entrance.. Two swift blows and the guards standing there each fell to the ground in a clunk of armor to stone clash. One single, sturdy strike to the locks of the main gates and they swung open with the force of the elders. With thirteen quick strides he was upon the front doors, kicking them in with such force that the walls themselves surely shook.. And then, in the blink of an eye, he vanished into the castle..

I was told a few days later that the crown of the King had been stolen, and that all of those within the castle were put into some form of a sleeping trance, unable to wake from it for some time.. All but one....

The Prince.

I brought this up to his Majesty, King Kastell, but he dismissed it publicly.. But I knew different.. Later on that same day he called none other than myself into his personal chambers and asked me to describe what I had seen.. I told him the same I have told you friend.. And it shook this man.. I remember his words clearly now as I did just before my blade ruptured his heart.. He spoke to me...

"Killian.. You are an honorable man, and for that I thank you.. But how can you possibly know the dealings of my son when even I, his father know not... How.."

The edge of my sword grew ever closer to his heart with each passing moment in time, those even more quick than the eyes of the greatest ranger could see or count, and it was done.. All I could say to his wife before she met his same fate was this..

"Vivian... I loved you.. And my son.. But this man, he has taken something from you that you can never replace.."

I shoved my blade into her lungs, guiding the sword between her ribs, ensuring that both were severed. As she lay there, gasping for her final breath, I spoke my final words to my property..

"Siring you, I trusted you.. But you couldn't keep your mouth shut.. Now, thanks to your son.. I will rise to become King.."


....Oh the powers of Vampiric Domination..

Of course.. He thought it was for a just cause... Even when I warned him of his actions.....

[edit] Origins

Details about the character's origin (for quick reference)

  • Place of Birth: Yenth,Aranol
  • Date of Birth: 1-16-580(Pre-Barrier)
  • Notes:In possession of Harmony, may gain possession of Chaos if a future HoP deems it so.

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[edit] Other Notes

Currently carrying a spirit blade forged from his mothers soul, Harmony.

[edit] Family

  • Father:Jonathan Nathaniel Kastell II
  • Mother:Vivian Lilleth Kastell
  • Siblings:Anthony Stark( Half brother, mother sired by a Greater Vampire(Lord Killian) before her death.