Sehzyn

Bleh, just another character to add to my list..

Name: Sehzyn
Sex: Male
Age: Unknown
Race: Unknown (Looks that of the human species)
Height: 6'-0"
Weight: 158 lbs.
Hair color: Lime green with forest green streaks starting from sideburns
Eye color: Hazel

Weapons: Ly-zei-fen: A bow crafted from the Tree of Nobility. The finest wood imaginable, having no ability to break no matter what it endured, as well as the twine that held it's shape perfectly. The intricate carvings made the wood of the bow curve particularly that only few had the ability to wield it and use it to its full potential.

Arrow Assortment
Regular
Poison
Fire
Ice
Wind
Light
Lightning - Directed toward the ground near opponent
Earth - Directed toward the ground near opponent

These arrows are finely tipped, but have a spherical back to them (like the shape of a carrot, for example) which inturn give the ability for them to hold the power of the elements. Inturn, mixing the elements can also provide new ones. Although Sehzyn had only created two thus far, there's still more to be found.

Ko-whyn-zet and Phen-mao-lin: Two small, finely crafted blades, slightly curved at their tips, as well as a jagged edge taking up about one-fourth of their ends. The hilts are wrapped tightly in nothing but pieces of old egyptian cloth, as to what the tree hilts look like...A wise man once said, "Uncovering the hilts may well be a man's greatest desire, but it'll cost him his life."

Strengths: Very excellent in long range combat and the ability to use arrows gives him a slight advantage over those with the ability of flight. Since his clothing an armor are lightweight, his manuverability is quite excellent as well.

Weaknesses: He lacks a little in power when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, as well as his armor is fairly weak. Not to mention those with the ability to absorb or cancel the magic of his magic arrows can have the upperhand.

Appearance: A lightly built tanned man with hair spiked up, leaving only a few parts of his hair to fall at his face. In particular, some that seems to cover his left eye. Besides the somewhat long sideburns, there's really nothing to facial hair and his features are mildly chiseled.

He looks to be in his mid 20's but many wise man know that he is far beyond the age of a young man. Even so, far beyond the age of themselves, yet none are quite sure how long this one has been with the living.

Most have only seen this one draped in a fine silver cloak, leaving them only to see the studded black gauntlets and boots he wears. As of today, only those that battle with him have seen what lie behind the cloak. The shirt and pant that match the color of his hair, the lightweight armor and shoulder gaurds, eagle feathers strewn across them, the bow and his collection of arrows tucked behind his back, two small sheaths, tightly fastened to his left side. Yes, they all saw it...but only few were able to report it.

Personality: A man whose kept to himself for as long as many know today. His eyes remain stern, even outside of battle and no one, on record, has seen otherwise. It is said that only three have broken through Sehzyn and found friendship and kindness...only one remains alive to this day.

History: There is much to this man's past that lay in ruin. Much to this man's past that is filled with hardships. Much to this man's past...that is a mystery to all.

Many moons ago, it was said a man held a great and wonderous bottle, holding one of the greater treasures of life...youth. Keeping it tied around his neck and hidden away from those he was accompanied by for years. Sehzyn was that man.

He endured many things through the years, loss in battles, loss of comrades, intense bloodshed, the loss of those he truly loved...it all weighed down on him, and eventually ate him alive, making him practically numb to all emotion. After that, he thought of nothing when he killed anyone that crossed his path. He had lost so much, why not let others lose as well?

Although as years went by, he carelessly forgot that the bottle wrapped around his neck was getting closer to emptiness. Sehzyn was determined to find someone that knew anything about the treasure he possessed and where to find more.

A few harsh battles and countless searching had brought him to a small shrine outside of a village. After getting his fill of information from an old man reside there, he had come to find one thing:

Eluré. A small village shrouded in mist across a vast ocean. Surrounded by thick forests and having only one enterance. It was said that only those with the three keys to the gate would enter this holy sanctum that supposedly now lay in ruin. The only thing worth value in this place was the water that lie in a fountain near its outskirts, a fountain of youth if you will.

That was Sehzyn's final destination. His problem? Finding the keys to the gate. The old man had litle info on the locations of the keys, but knew of one in particular that knew of more. This search now led him to a young girl by the name of Kyana. She yet indeed had information on the gate keys, but she was determined to go with Sehzyn in search of them, whether or not he wanted the company.

Since then, the search for the first key continues. And even after countless threats to her life, Kyana still travels at Sehzyn's side.