Khylynnia

Khylynnia
Status	Active
Race	Prydaen
Gender	Female
Guild	Bard
Instance	Prime
Relatives	Khatlyne

Khylynnia No Family Name(soon-to-be Calamity)

Who Am I...The Early Years

To know who I am, we must go back...
Back to the beginning...
Back to where it all began...
Back to where I began

The Wheel turned, and a soul was delivered to one who was about to be born.

I was born on a cold morning, to a mother on the run. Wounded by the Undead that got through the Barrier, my Mother ran for as long as her legs could carry her before she collapsed. It was then and there that I was born. It was then and there that my Mother died. The Wheel traded one life for another. The Wheel will turn, and my Mother's soul will return again, but until then, she will rest. If not for a S'kra Ranger named Crystalmyth, The Wheel would have reclaimed my spirit. I owe everything to my adopted father. It was he that raised me, although he did not know what a young Prydaen Kit would need to grow up. He told me stories about the lands outside our small house in the wildlands. I say house, but in reality it was more of a hut or a shack. We never had much, but we always had what we needed. Food, clean drinking water, clothes, warmth, shelter...what else is needed?

Throughout the years of growing up I studied what books and papers my Father had in the house, but there wasn't much there. My childhood was simple and safe, filled with learning and playing. There were times during those early years that I felt something was missing...something wasn't complete, so I asked questions and learned about everything that my Father knew.

I learned from my father all about the guilds and the other races, I learned to hunt and to take care of myself. I learned that we must never fear the wilds. I grew up with several constant companions, one, my protector, was a pure white wolf named Ghost. Ghost accompanied me everywhere, keeping an eye on me for father, I know that now, but I never feared anything when Ghost was near. After years growing up in the wilds, with no one but Father and Ghost to talk to, I found I needed to understand my past, and staying at home was not the answer to that. I needed to find others.

Others like me.

Prydaen.

Goals

Khylynnia's goals are the following:

Become a member of the Claw of Azca

Write a Play about the Great Migration

Write several books about Prydaen and Rakash Poetry and Music

Re-establish Cizayu

Accomplishments

Khylynnia is the Author of several poems and original songs, to include:

A Prayer to Eu (Song)
Homeland (Poem)
Moonskin (Poem for the Rakash)
Elanthian Shores (Battle Song for Invasions)
Ashes (Song)
Something Remains (Song)
Dream Again (Song)