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Name: Tyr Stilmyst

Nickname: None currently.

Gender/Pronoun: Afab demiboy suits him most on Earth - He/Him/His

Age: 1098 1099 1100, but he looks to be about 20.

Birthday: The ID supplied to him will list it as January 5th, with a year of 2001.

Sign: The date on his ID would make him a Capricorn, but these things are meaningless to him.

Gemstone: Another meaningless Earth custom.

Blood Type: Comparable to A+ on Earth.

Fav. Food: Fruits and vegetables make up a large portion of his diet. As for meat, he prefers fish and poultry over pork and beef.

Hated Food: Anything fried. Potatoes are the only exception.

School/Occupation: Nothing currently. His role as a Senshi made him a burgeoning diplomat before the fall of the Silver Millenium, but he isn’t sure how to transfer any of those limited skills into an occupation on Earth. For now, he will be spending his time acclimating himself to Earth and Destiny City.

Hobbies:

Reading - Tyr has always enjoyed reading for its versatility. He can read in quiet solitude when he prefers to be alone, or he can read around others if he prefers company but not necessarily conversation. Books have been a source of comfort to him throughout his life, offering an escape from the tediousness of politics and the stresses of life on his homeworld. He’s never been particular about genre, but tends to enjoy a good mystery or historical novel. The fact that he cannot immediately read modern English will be a great cause of frustration for him.

Wildlife - Though he lacked many true friends during his life on Ymir, Tyr made do where he could, often befriending animals as an alternative. He has a particular fondness for horses, both for their intelligence as well as their loyalty. When he needed an escape from the disappointments of life, he would often hide in the stables and vent to the horses, who never judged him and who would occasionally whicker in agreement. Tyr also has a soft spot for birds; if he feeds them enough and builds a rapport with them, sometimes they’ll bring him silly gifts of ribbon or twine. Earth certainly has its advantages, one of which happens to be an abundance of wildlife for Tyr to discover and befriend.

Music - During its heyday, the world of Ymir was rife with music. Much of it was often slow and depressing, but Tyr always appreciated music for its ability to fill the silence without requiring him to interact with anyone. He learned several instruments over the course of his life and gained proficiency in the organ, the harpsichord, and the lute. Time permitting, he would like to continue to learn more. The variety of music on Earth seems vast compared to his homeworld, but that variety certainly intrigues him.

Virtues:

Forthright - Tyr is nothing if not honest. He has no patience for deception from others and won’t waste anyone’s time with underhanded tactics. After growing up in a society that valued secrecy and dealt in lies, he has come to the conclusion that the best way to determine friend from foe is to rely on a more candid approach. He will not sugarcoat the truth, nor does he see much use in concealing the facts, even to preserve someone’s feelings, as a lie would certainly do more damage in the long run. Tyr believes there is kindness in truth. He earns the trust of others by being plainspoken and sincere.

Vigilant - When one has been raised in an environment that does not breed trust, one learns to become wary and watchful. Tyr is observant of the people within his orbit and attentive to his surroundings. Ever cautious, Tyr prefers to make a careful study before extending his confidences. He’s been known for his keen eye and sharp ear, and generally has a good judge of character as a result. It certainly isn’t easy to pull the wool over his eyes, which, combined with his straightforward sincerity, makes him a sensible ally to those who’ve earned his loyalty.

Fearless - Though Tyr doesn’t necessarily consider himself brave, his experiences have taught him the value in controlling his fear. He approaches obstacles with grit and determination. When one has already lost everything, what point is there in being afraid? His emotions rarely hinder him in battle, allowing Tyr to maintain a calm facade in the face of danger. He knows his strengths and weaknesses well, and has enough confidence in his own skill to determine when he may be outmatched, and when he’s come up against a problem he knows how to handle.

Flaws:

Stubborn - Tyr has a stubborn streak a mile wide. He doesn’t like to be told when he’s wrong, even if he knows he is. He doesn’t like to be told he can’t do something, even if he knows it might be for the best. Tyr has been known to be a bit single-minded; if he gets stuck on an idea, he’ll rarely let it go until he’s exhausted all options. He can be obstinate, and occasionally uncompromising if he’s made a decision he thinks will be for the best. He doesn’t like to be told “no.” He doesn’t like to be given orders. After decades of that sort of treatment, he’d prefer to leave it in the past.

Reserved - There hasn’t been much about Tyr’s upbringing that would make him the trusting sort. He keeps to himself as much as he can, which can make him difficult to get to know, even taking his honesty into account. Tyr tends to give off the impression of someone who is quiet and unsociable. Much of the time, he prefers it that way. The less people who get to know him, the less he will have to care about others. He can seem cold and aloof, and occasionally unfriendly. Tyr makes little effort to prove himself otherwise, except among those who’ve successfully gained his trust.

Self-destructive - With no friends and no family left alive — to his knowledge, anyway — Tyr sees little reason to care for himself beyond the necessities. Everything beyond food, drink, and shelter is of little concern to him. Injuries are to be expected, with the state of things; why try to avoid them? There are others with more power and more knowledge of the current conflicts than he can claim to possess; why should he not sacrifice himself so that they might survive? His world has always been broken, and now it has been infected by Chaos; why shouldn’t he let it fall? Ymir never treated him well in the first place.

Physical Features: Ymirans look human, but they can withstand cold temperatures better than most people on Earth. They cannot withstand heat and tend to suffer sickness in hotter climates. Tyr’s people also age about five times slower than humans. For example, a 90 year old Ymiran would be comparable to an 18 year old human.

Backstory/History: The moon of Ymir was a world of corruption long before Chaos took hold. Cold, gray, and dreary, a world of cloudy skies, frequent rains, and long winters, Ymir was ruled by a line of Kings that cared more for their own personal glory than the wellbeing of their own people. Many of those Kings were frequently at odds with the Council of Twelve — a ruling body composed of the heads of Ymir’s most prominent noble families that, after centuries of political power plays, gained near equal authority to the King. What could have been a peaceful allyship between the nobility and the monarchy quickly became a series of ugly betrayals that left Ymir with a perpetually unstable government. The Senshi of Ymir was meant to be a stabilizing force, but often found themselves at the mercy of whatever political faction happened to be in power at any given time.

Tyr Stilmyst was born as the son of a wandering merchant and a noblewoman who served on the Council of Twelve. He lived a relatively normal life at Court, focused more on his studies and the latest round of Court gossip, until his awakening as Sailor Ymir at the age of 70 (the equivalent of a 14 year old human). For a time, he had his mother to protect and guide him from the worst of the political maneuverings between the King and Council, but when she died of suspected poisoning soon after a diplomatic mission off world, Tyr found himself at the mercy of those who saw her death as an opportunity to acquire more power and influence. Tyr coped with his change in circumstances by proving himself obedient. He knew his position was precarious, that defiance against the wrong person at the wrong time was just as likely to lead to his own death and rebirth as it was to lead to another lecture on propriety.

After several years as a government puppet, he began to wonder if his death and rebirth might have been preferable.

Then, the fall of the Silver Millenium, and the onset of Chaos. They lost communication with all worlds beyond Ymir. Off world travel became impossible. Fear spread rapidly throughout the population. War erupted among noble families. The King was deposed, and a usurper installed. A rebellion among the common people was mercilessly crushed. Crops withered and died; the harvest grew smaller each year, leading to famine. Plague spread, killing thousands by the day. Tyr himself fell ill, but slowly recovered.

With no discernable source to explain such rapid deterioration, those who lived through the initial stages fell to paranoia. Some blamed the usurper. Some blamed their noble lords and ladies. Some blamed Tyr; a few tried and failed to kill him. In their steep decline, the people thought him wicked. He was Sailor Ymir. If their world plunged into despair, who else carried more responsibility than the Senshi who bore its name?

The usurper King fell ill with no heir to succeed him. The Council of Twelve became the Council of Six as noble families died off one by one. The complete destruction of their world seemed more imminent by the day. What remained of the Council met to decide what should be done about Sailor Ymir. Tyr expected he would be put to death. Instead, the Council, in a rare moment of foresight, voted to place him in a magical stasis. If the Chaos originated with him, they hoped to isolate it and destroy it, then bring him out of stasis to rebuild their world without the uncertainty of waiting for a new senshi to be born.

Alas, Ymir fell long before they understood the Chaos that contaminated it.

Tyr slept for a thousand years.

White Moon:

Chris Gallo // Valhalla, Knight of Jupiter:

Paris Gallo // Princess Ganymede, Senshi of Lust:

Lucasta:

Eld Slayn // Sailor Surtur, Senshi of Desolation:

Peter Gallo // Eternal Sailor Oberon, Senshi of Adventure:

Haven Sinclair // Super Sailor Perdita, Senshi of Plenty:

Rhiannon Beaumont // Super Sailor Varuna, Senshi of Avalanches:


Negaverse:

Ren Wilhelm // Taenite, Senshi of Fire Whirls:


Dark Mirror Court:


The Vanguard:

Vin Fields // Corporal Vyn:


Civilians:

Alastorian Candle - A black pillar candle with an iridescent teal sheen to it. It is about a foot tall and three inches wide; it has the golden mandala insignia of Alastor on the front, and elegant golden patterns on the sides and back. Glass beads in various shades of blue, teal, and amber decorate the candle. It is an incredibly artistic candle with a single wick.
When lit, the candle burns brightly and if you look deeply enough into the flame, it burns with a shimmer that makes it appear as if the fire has small specks of glitter in it. The candle has no real fragrance but smells faintly of rain; the flame is resilient against wind and water and takes a bit of effort to actually put out. The candle is long lasting and if left to burn can last for about two weeks straight.

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