Essence

[Accompanying the OOC background of Tsai is a short In character Scene in order to display some Light character building. His direct background is marked in between the ( ) Also, I have my race Listed as ‘Elf’ Though that is only because I am not certain on the exact Lore of HalfBlood or Quarter Blood Elves. Tsai would likely be part of a ‘Mixed’ family, and a Hybrid between Human and Elf descended through many generations. He is Raised in Human ways, though Lore permitting would be Half Elven on his Mothers side. The only Mention I could find of ‘Half-Elves’ Was of Adunians, a ‘Tribe’ From Aegis. Tsai would likely belong to a “Farfolk” Family whom are Half Elf. I suspect I will have a chance to develop my character more once accepted!] Born: 1747 Year:1766 Memories, Dash before The Young Rogue in Rapid succession as his Dream state slowly shatters and he awakens to his Reality. Life... He checks his Breath.. *A sharp Inhale*, the Memories continue to Dilate and Proliferate as he looks back on his Entire Life.. ’Where were you when I NEEDED YOU!?’ Yells a Frantic, Fatigued voice of a small Woman clad in a dark robe and wrapped in the shadow cast by candle light lit within a small Wooden Cabin. “ME? I... I... I WAS WORKING FOR US” The Clandestine yet nearly barbaric Voice yelled in return, that of a Ravaged man in a tattered Cloak, with a bottle of ‘wine’ in one hand, slipping on his own words. The two continued this Dialogue in a tragic way whilst a small, Frightened, yet observative little figure sat in the Crossroads, tucked away in a corner of the room.... ( Born to a Lesser known, Meager Farming family on the borders of Helena of the Empire of Oren in the Year 1747*, to the name “Λίνξ Τσάι” The only Life Tsai knew was a Sheltered farmstead Abode with a Broken Family. by the Age of 5 his Father had disappeared, claiming he would “Join the Military, and make it... MAKE IT TO THE TOP!” as he would Shout.. He soon found himself working an Awful lot to pick up for his missing Father. One Fateful Winter Tsai was struck with what could only be described as a “Parasite”, one which afflicted his Vision. Local Medicinal practitioners Acclaimed he must have succumbed to the illness through his play in the nearby woods.. After barely surviving a harsh Fever, he would never be the same. Waking one morning, he told his Mom “M..Mom I.. I can barely.. See..” this was only to be met with tears, as she nor no one else knew how to heal such an issue. After tireless effort and With a few successful seasons Of Harvest, his mother was able to Hire a Tutor and purchase a few books for the young Boy which, fortunately he could still read, though only barely. His desired profession of Study... Naturopathy! He found a fascination in what others only saw Dirt and Grime, hoping one day to be able to find a cure for himself and others to his Ailment, through a ‘miracle of nature’ as he would put it. His Quest is simply to Travel the Lands, with Open eyes and an Open Heart, ready and willing to Learn from the Lowest Beggar to the Most Wise Teacher. ) FLASH, suddenly the Memories Transported to a new location, a new time, a new Breath... Footsteps crashed onto the Earth below, sinking deep into mud as a Cloaked figure Sprinted through the woods. In their arms was a bundle of Herbs, Flowers, and even some Spotted Luminescent minerals, his soft voice peaked as he tried to yell allll the way to the Cabin :”MOM! I DID IT! LOOK WHAT I FOUND!”. Tsai was always fascinated by nature, intrigued by the aspects others would ignore. He saw Medicine in the Leaves, Treasure in the Dirt.. He knew that he came from this Natural world, he would return to the world, and so the very secrets of Life must be contained within the soil beneath his feet. Though Young, the boy had spend countless hours traveling city to city collecting books on, as he put it “The Miracles of Nature!” So excited was he to become a Naturopath or an Herbologist, that he often forgot he had work to do around his family Homestead. He sprinted inside, seeing once more only a lone figure. “Mom... Look!” He exclaimed. In the corner of his eye he saw the Shadow of a man long gone, he shook his head and the shadow disappeared~ “This is LilyPad, and this.. This is Blissfoil.. And this.. is.. Gis.. gis Lo... Ermm.” He pulls out a book from his pouch on his hip, quickly scanning through with squinted eyes... “This is.. Gislocinovi”Tsai had been studying his Books thouroughly, every day going to search for Unique and Wild plants he could, hopefully, turn into a medicine. “M..My latest Theory is that if I.. um..” The young boy lost confidence in his talents “If I just.. Mix this.. Together maybe.. I could... S.. See” He could barely utter the last word, defeated at the thought of never having True Sight, true Vision again.. With a pat on his head his mother assured him “Oh Tsai.. I know you can do it.. I know that you.. Can See” offering a smile that warmed his heart to the Core. He would never stop searching for a Cure... Remnants... Ruins... Only these thoughts were what kept his past a reality. With his Morning Meditations done, his reflections on his life thus far complete, he reached over to his Pack and began unloading a few supplies. A Kettle, a small pouch with a fragrant scent, and some Flint/Steel. Time to let all of that go, Make some tea, and start Again anew today. Now Nineteen, Tsai was grown enough to leave his homestead and truly venture out into the world, in order to fulfill his Dreams of becoming a Naturopath! He had a Sheltered life at Home, and he knew of the Dangers of the world from what he had read.. The.. “Undead” Long gone, yet never forgotten.. The “Harbringers” of Darkness.. and distant rumors echoed about ‘The First voidal Tear’.. His vow was simple, he would oppose these Forces through simple Good will.. All that a young and pure hearted Samaritan like himself could do. His Eyes were set on The Eternal Library of the Silver State of Haelun’or as he knew he had much more to Learn before his Journey could begin. He had also Heard of the the ‘Druidic Order’ yet was unsure if his Merit would uphold their standards of Selection.. Time would only tell, as he took a sip of his Tea and fell into a deep contemplation