3. Melidian Y'Mystique

Melidian Y'Mystique

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    Character - Melidian Y'Mystique
    Player Account - Artyste

    Born to performer parents in Peltarch, Melidian was practically destined from birth for the path he eventually chose. He was raised, right from the start, to be passionate about all things, to appreciate the finer side of life, and to be unquenchable in his thirst for knowledge and lore.

    As a little boy, Melidian began to show signs of a taste for flair and outrageous dress. He would often wear things meant for girls, because the colors caught his eye far more than anything made for male children, even those of higher rank and station. Gaudiness became a trademark, and although his parents tried hard to instill in him a modicum of fashion sense, which he picked up on little by little, his first choices were always of a more… flamboyant nature.

    This, of course, was a source of much trouble among his peers. Treated like a little sissy, and constantly badgered and beat upon, Melidian could easily have been corrupted into a bitter and sullen young man. However, because of some strong values imposed when he was very young, and a natural talent and rock-hard good nature, Melidian was hardly damaged by the bullying behavior. Indeed, he learned to fight back, and became quite proficient at fisticuffs in his own right... though he remained frail of stature, and relied more on wit and agility than strength to overcome those that would tease and bully him.

    Soon, however, he would grow into a young man, and his lust for performance and his unbelievably positive and optimistic attitude grew on the people he was around. He became quite well known and liked within a small circle of people, and grew a modest reputation among them. For a time, he was content to sing and play his pipes among these peers... but a small seed was growing within.

    After a couple of years, it became apparent that Melidian knew he was destined for more. That while Peltarch was quite a large city, and that he was practically an unknown even there, staying in the city and growing in his art wasn't his path. He desired more, much more.

    One night, while sitting in a tavern after a particularly dull performance session, Melidian caught the story of a couple of Bards that had come back to Peltarch with songs of battle and adventure the like Melidian had not heard before. That, he thought, was what a real life was. Being out in the world, fighting amongst warriors and adventurers, witnessing your own stories and songs first hand... yes... Melidian found his true calling.

    Shortly thereafter, Melidian made his final decision. Putting all of his savings into a few traveling and combat supplies (including a set of leather armor painted to resemble plate... even in battle Melidian felt the call of flair and stage presence, and this sort of thing he could not pass up), Melidian walked out Peltarch's gates to begin his life as the Bard he knew he wished to become. He would become renowned in Narfell... he swore it. Melidian Y'Mystique.. fighting Bard, and tale-teller... and if he could make it so that people were sure to mention what he was wearing in their age-old tales, then that was icing on the cake.


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