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. it's the same old thing as yesterday .

. that's my soul up there .

Created on 2005-08-01 23:34:17 (#7903937), last updated 2008-02-15

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Name:	Myca of Veirnan
Birthdate:	06-22

Bio

. d e c e a s e d 02 . 14 . 08 .

.basics.

Name: Myca
Age: 16 17 18 [19] [20]
Class: dark mage
Country: Korin
Birthday: June 22nd [607 AR] (Cancer)
Weapons: dark magic [B]
Languages: Trade [fluent], Korin [fluent], Old Korin [fluent], High Korin [fluent] Old High Korin [fluent,] Megam [good] Old Megam [decent], Kilian [read only, decent] Old High Kilian [read only, very badly], Dentorian [good], Old Dentorian [good]
Family: Valyn (father, deceased), Kouri (mother, deceased) Laurel, Raien, Anne (sisters, deceased) James, John (brothers, deceased), Symeon (uncle), Lissandra, Lian, Linnell (cousins)

.history.

Myca was born in Kilia, one son of many to a runaway Korin noblewoman of house Veirnan and her Kilian lover. His entire family, save his uncle (not cousin, though referring to themselves as cousins helped make the wrongness feel less so, in some way;) Symeon, have all passed away due to an illness when he was six years of age, and it left him fairly sickly for the rest of his life, though for a time, he was able to live his life and run errands and live as his Uncle’s ward for a time, as it were.

He was always an intelligent boy, taking an interest in dark magic, which probably did not help his condition any; but he enjoyed the study of it, since it fascinated him; many dark things fascinated him, even the religion of the dark dragons, which he began to worship in his own quiet, removed way. If he wasn’t so weak physically, he may have been able to be more of an asset in political situations; as it was, he was only able to observe, and on some occasions allowed to travel and send messages for his uncle, giving him some knowledge on the other Korin houses, albeit a very limited view into them. Eventually he was no longer allowed to travel on these missions, mostly because of the stress it put on him, and he was forbidden to attend meetings of interest that Symeon’s advisors would hold.

Because his uncle had gone about making him feel so attached and dependent to him ever since the day he rescued the boy, Myca began to develop other feelings for his caregiver, ones which could just as easily be assigned the names “sinful” and “wrong”, though it took him some time to acknowledge these feelings, and even longer before he could bring himself to actually admit them, not realizing the torment he would be inflicting upon Symeon by doing so, considering the things that Symeon has done to him that he remains still unaware of. He is aware of only part of Symeon's feelings, though is still completely oblivious as to what has happened to him in his sleep.

He has gradually begun to lose interest in living; while he used to want to learn how to live, as he had felt that was missing for most of his life, at this stage of his illness, the thought of living longer doesn’t even frustrate him, anymore; he has been feeling numb, and apathetic, and even worse just helpless in his inability to do anything.

And yet, for these past few months, despite his situation, time continues on. He gets visits from people regularly, though that only seems to leave those who visit him to feel depressed, and him unable to say anything to aid them. He closes his eyes for sleep, and yet is still able to open them the next day, and the next, and he waits for the day when he will not be able to open them at all.

.personality.

Quiet, intelligent, and solemn, Myca spends much of his time brooding and thinking, in silence and solitude: being social is not exactly his strong point, as he dislikes being over-intimate with strangers. While he is usually polite and unobtrusive, used to staying out of people's way, his mastery of words extends to polite insults and cutting remarks. A consummate lover of the written word, the easiest way to distract him is to hand him a book: he'll be distracted for a good long time. Rather sarcastic, he can be quite mocking should the mood strike him: however, more often then not, he is kind, though not over-so. Overly serious, he is a bit of a haunted creature, frightened of the shadows he cannot quite see, but know are there nonetheless: however, he does not let those shadows rule his life, but instead haunt him in dreams. He cannot abide betrayal, and will swiftly retaliate against such, and his vengeance or anger is something you do not want to see; subtle as it is, it will most certainly be painful as well.

His anger is colder and sharper then the ice and snow of his homeland, and he does not forget-or easily forgive-a wrong. Much to his annoyance, for he cannot ever figure out why, he has a hard time getting up in the morning: in fact, his difficulty in rising is not because of anything wrong with him, but because of the "medicine" he takes at night.

Now, he broods more often then he did. Melancholy, hopeless, and quite honestly depressed, Myca still accepts his impeding death with remarkable serenity.

Too much serenity, if it could be said.

.appearance.

Slender and somewhat scrawny, Myca has hazel solemn eyes, and serious, delicate features that have a pale, fragile beauty to them. His dark hair has grown longer. He is rather pale and fragile, due to his weak constitution and chronic illness that is killing him, and coughs quite frequently. He is usually bundled up warmly, though has a preference for gauzy black robes.

.verse.

You'll say you understand, you'll never understand
I'll say I'll never wake up knowing how or why
I don't know what to believe in, you don't know who I am
You'll say I need appeasing when I start to cry
But never is a promise and I'll never need a lie

disclaimer.

Myca is a fictional character played by

greyangel, for