Philip's Son, Adrien ((New Char. Bio ))

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(( WIP, Bit long, not meant to be in action 'til I got full death of Philip Arranged and completed. This is for the son of Philip, my current character which is getting boring and pretty old. I'll have this probably in effect in 2 or 3 days. I'll post the skin later, Here ))

Adrien had been brought into Aegis quite faster than Philip and his mother could handle. The doctor had never arrived, and his mother was growing ill from the cold and hurting from the pain. Showing up, a miracle of the human nature, Adrien had the brown hair like his mother had and the same quiet mood of his father. Sadly, though, Adrien's mom didn't last very long after his arrival. an Elven day later, Merona had passed from pneumonia during Ahad, the 29th of the Deep Cold, 1319. Philip grew more and more silent, retreating to his work rather than caring for Adrien.

Adrien began to grow closer and closer to the collection of literature Philip had kept in his room, which was usually empty due to Philip in his studies. He had learned many interesting things from the books, learning the creation of Aegis, to Aenguls and Daemons, to the Ascended appearing to fight off undead, and much topics than Adrien could remember. His knowledge continued to grow, while Philip tried to wash away the pains by drinking Ale at the Therving Brothers' Inn.

Over time, from reaching out to Philip, Adrien grew distant as from his father and began snooping into the attic. He knew that Philip had over and over shunned and warned to never enter, yet curiosity overcame Adrien. He began a quick rummaging through the chests, and overcame an old, nearly broken wooden sword. Taking a few swings at the little coat hangers just to his right, he grew interested in the art of swordsmanship. Though, he had very little knowledge of how to become a truly skilled swordsman, he decided to leave it aside. Writing was more of his love.

Time had passed, Adrien's 21st birthday arrived on 1340. Though, the year wasn't kind. The undead besieged Al'Khazar, his home, and set it aflame, utterly destroyed. Adrien grabbed a few of his favorite books, the wooden sword and tried to find his father. The smell of smoke began to suffocate him, so he fled to the exit of Al'Khazar. He sent a bird, as to the whereabouts of his father, yet no response ever arrived. Assuming death, Adrien fled to Alras, the only place he was assured refuge after the attack.

After quaintly settling in an apartment, Adrien sent another letter as to where Philip was in 1342. This time, however, he received a response. Only issue, it had held information that Philip had little time left in Aegis, for he was growing old and had "Accidently" lost his left leg. Continuing to read the depressing letter, Philip had promised his remaining minas and a map to New Oasis, a mysterious town in the Verge, another mysterious place Adrien hadn't a clue where. It was a response, yet depressing, it was a response. Packing up his belongings, Adrien had set out to the Cloud temple to begin where the map had told where to start, to start another chapter of his life.

(( The deed is done, Philip is dead. ))

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