I, am Kyever. I am known as the Scholar because I have always been deeply interested in the search for knowledge and truth.
I was born a Human because my parents were both Humans native to the heart of the kingdom.
I stand around six feet and one inch tall with a slim body. I have shoulder-length black hair and a well trimmed beard with serious-looking piercing blue eyes. I have pale skin and usually dress in a mixture of dark blue tailored hooded robes and leather travel accessories, making me look very portly and capable, while not making me too conspicous.
I see myself as one who follows fellow scholars and wizards. I want to know all there is to know about the misteries of this world, becoming a master of magic and lore, by first starting a trade in alchemy or magic and using it as a means of expanding my knowledge, gathering oportunities and improving my position in the kingdom. I generally prefer to work alone, but view alliances as necessary and often positive endeavors.
I intend to use the knowledge I gather to gain importance and influence in order to become the next Ruler of Kings. Thus, I now start this path towards life.
As I was having a meal at the tavern, sitting alone at a table by a window, I noticed a well-dressed gentleman enter the building. He looked around and smiled when he met my gaze, then proceeded to walk in my direction and asked to join me.
I first noticed he was of older age, probably over fifty years old, but had a strong presence. He was dressed in very fine, embroidered clothes fit for a noble. Then, cordially and with a persistent smile, he told me that his name was Iren and he was to be my advisor.
As I found out, my mother had chosen him to help me in my quest, aiding me with advice in the moments I needed. He also told me he had kept eyes on me on the way, watching me from afar, and that he was glad I was on my way to fulfill my destiny.
I believe he has genuine interest in my well-being, be that out of goodness or self-interest. I imagine this could be a very good relationship.
Reflections On Your Mother
Mother was always doing things to help me walk towards my destiny. I wonder if she was right about that. I am certain her intentions were the best, but sometimes I catch myself daydreaming of a tower in secluded location where there's just me and my books.
I am sure there's more to my journey, though. I will continue to walk the path she set me on, she always knew what was best to me. I wish she was here right now…
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