Sylvan
Pet Information
Pet Name: Sylvan
Owner: Fay
Theme / Type: Overgrowth Stignightus
Born: December 6, 2007
Gender: Male
Collection: 4
Battles
Hit Points: 5 / 5
Strength: 12
Defense: 3
Speed: 4
Intellect: 8
Misticpower: 8
Battles Won: 1
Battles Lost: 0
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Library
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 3/1155 [ View Foods ]
1. - PommePei
2. - Scarab Soup
3. - Scorpion on a Stick
2. - Scarab Soup
3. - Scorpion on a Stick
Pet Profile
Thank you Darkforestwa for selling me the Overgrowth PB! Boxed Overgrown September 18th, 2009, between 9:10 and 9:40 am.
I belong to Caustic - return me if I wander!
Sylvan
--adjective
1. of, pertaining to, or inhabiting the woods.
2. consisting of or abounding in woods or trees; wooded; woody: a shady, sylvan glade.
3. made of trees, branches, boughs, etc.
--noun
4. a person dwelling in a woodland region.
5. a mythical deity or spirit of the woods.
--From dictionary.com.
Under construction.
In short...
Sylvan is the physical manifestation of the earth, a corporeal being that both represents and literally is the natural world around everyone. He's as steady and unwavering as an old redwood tree, always there and willing to impart his vast and ancient wisdom to those who can understand it. As old as the earth itself, he was born from the union of life and death.
Physically
Human
First impression is one of surrealism, as if you just watched a tree strip off its bark to reveal a tall, slender humanoid figure. Sylvan’s odd skin, greenish-brown hair and flowing movement makes him an almost headache-inducing thing to watch, as he tends to blend in to natural surroundings.
Height/build is muscled, but whip-slender. Sylvan stands at an impressive 6’7 and gives an air of surety and strength despite a lack of bulk, tending towards a long, lean build.
Complexion is dark, a mix of rich brown and the more reddish tones of mahogany.
Face is usually relaxed and serene, but there’s a heaviness in his eyes that belies his ancient age. His almost harshly carved face, with a strong chin, high cheekbones and dark, slanted eyes, can be intimidating at first glance, despite his calm demeanor.
Clothing is simple and functional, meant for ease of movement in event the densest of forests. It usually consists of loose tan-colored trousers tied at his knees, with one embellishment: a belt of vines woven into endless, intricately looping knots around his waist, the center of which is a bright golden leaf. Sylvan rarely wears anything on his feet.
The rest pertains to the supernatural side of Sylvan. He is an immortal being, something of a demi-god, who has taken a human form to be physically part of the world that he indeed already is. A patient nature and an old mind have given Sylvan the most powerful weapon of all: wisdom. He doesn’t like relying on his magic, though he’s powerful in his own right. The entire earth is at his command, save for the domains of his siblings, and he can turn a leaf into an assassin’s blade. His senses are attuned to the natural, and he has a gift of seeing everything from the minute detail of the creases in a flower petal to the entire vista of an open plain. The one power Sylvan will gladly use is that of healing, though his abilities are fairly weak in this area.
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Mentally
Relationships
Lover - None; used to be Trinket
Children - Terilee
Grandchildren - None
Friends - His family
Sentiments
Revelry
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