NameRhen Vastyra
Nickname(s)The Rose Warden
RaceHuman
ClassBarren
ProfessionEx-Warden
BirthplaceSunnarst
Age30
GenderMale (he/him/his)
Sexual OrientationHeterosexual
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While it has been some time since the ex-warden left his native region, Sunna blood is still very evident in Rhen's characteristics. He stands at a commanding 6'4" tall, and his complexion is a handsome caramel tone due to the unending days beneath the desert sun. After months in his new residence within the forests of Austanferd, his skin is only just starting to lose the leathery texture common to those who became accustomed to dry wind and heat. The ex-politician keeps his physique toned and healthy, evident in the cords of his arms, the muscles of his legs, and the flat planes of his abdomen.

Rhen's facial features are rather sharp, almost as though they were chiseled by the hard hands of a stonemason. His cheekbones are high, his nose straight and somewhat narrow, and both are illustrated by a light smattering of freckles (prominent in all Vastyras). His lips are wide and full, sometimes considered a bit sensuous for a rugged man. His eyebrows are thick, accompanied by telltale stress lines in his forehead from the almost permanent look of solemnity that he maintains. Rhen's hair is wavy and unkempt, but that may almost give him more appeal instead of showcasing his lack of interest in maintaining a proper visage. The deep brown strands of hair catch a red tint in even the slightest light. His Vastyra lineage also gave him another noticeable feature; his bright silver eyes are as expressive as they are captivating, although they are marred by dark cobalt specks inherited from his mother.

As for apparel, Rhen prefers to keep things as simple as possible. The only indication of wealth or familial sentiment is the iron rose affixed to his belt; an homage to the Vastyra crest. He is most often seen in blouses that allow the wind to cool his skin, and neutral-toned vests that protect his chest and stomach. Regardless of what pants he is wearing at the time, they can almost always be found with a leather hide attached to them for hunting purposes.  
 
While it has been some time since the ex-warden left his native region, Sunna blood is still very evident in Rhen's characteristics. He stands at a commanding 6'4" tall, and his complexion is a handsome caramel tone due to the unending days beneath the desert sun. After months in his new residence within the forests of Austanferd, his skin is only just starting to lose the leathery texture common to those who became accustomed to dry wind and heat. The ex-politician keeps his physique toned and healthy, evident in the cords of his arms, the muscles of his legs, and the flat planes of his abdomen.

Rhen's facial features are rather sharp, almost as though they were chiseled by the hard hands of a stonemason. His cheekbones are high, his nose straight and somewhat narrow, and both are illustrated by a light smattering of freckles (prominent in all Vastyras). His lips are wide and full, sometimes considered a bit sensuous for a rugged man. His eyebrows are thick, accompanied by telltale stress lines in his forehead from the almost permanent look of solemnity that he maintains. Rhen's hair is wavy and unkempt, but that may almost give him more appeal instead of showcasing his lack of interest in maintaining a proper visage. The deep brown strands of hair catch a red tint in even the slightest light. His Vastyra lineage also gave him another noticeable feature; his bright silver eyes are as expressive as they are captivating, although they are marred by dark cobalt specks inherited from his mother.

As for apparel, Rhen prefers to keep things as simple as possible. The only indication of wealth or familial sentiment is the iron rose affixed to his belt; an homage to the Vastyra crest. He is most often seen in blouses that allow the wind to cool his skin, and neutral-toned vests that protect his chest and stomach. Regardless of what pants he is wearing at the time, they can almost always be found with a leather hide attached to them for hunting purposes.  
With his father's stern hand and his mother's gentle heart guiding him in his formative years, Rhen grew to be a solemn yet kind individual. His acquaintances would claim that Maru's empathetic heart shines through the man more than Gent's commanding presence, although Rhen earns the same level of respect that his father merited through other means; namely because of his unending loyalty, his authentic desire to protect those he cares for, his sometimes frustrating practice of thinking before speaking (and acting), his quiet confidence, and his rigid moral compass that drives all of his decisions.

The same sense of morality that garnered such high regards could also easily be considered Rhen's "weakest link." In dealing with difficult decisions or morally gray situations, the man will sometimes lock up, allowing a wave of doubt to drown out his mettle. While he is one of the first to forgive others (his mother taught him that mistakes show a person's humanity), he is always the last to forgive himself. This is especially true when his decisions lead to detrimental or harmful results.

Overall, Rhen's character can be described with the following words:

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benevolent
calm
considerate
constant
disciplined
honorable
loyal
observant
realistic
selfless
steadfast
ascetic
cautious
formal
mellow
moralistic
quiet
solemn
blunt
cynical
dogmatic
fatalistic
grim
passive
puritanical
reticent
shortsighted
taciturn

Despite Rhen's compassionate and ardent nature, he does struggle with the motives of the other species — particularly fae, with his history in the battlefield against them. He recognizes that it is entirely unfair to generalize an entire population based on the actions of a few (who were most likely forced into battle just like he was), but cannot help the initial visceral doubt and distrust that cloud his mind. As for the Human King and his devotees... Rhen has a difficult time discerning whom he loathes more; the King for his wretched, self-serving agenda, or himself for blindly following such a man. He will most likely struggle with these internal conflicts for the rest of his life, although he would never allow his personal turmoil to affect how he treats other beings.  
Vastyra Legacy
The Vastyras are a name some believe to be as old as Sunnarst itself. Under the reign of fae royalty, the proud human family were nothing more than servants, assisting the fae in hunting down dragons. Even in such unsatisfactory roles, the Vastyras were somehow respected nonetheless. When the Fifty Year War began and most fae within Tilverki began to flee in the face of the human's revolution, the Vastyras were quick to establish themselves. While there was no denying their opportunistic actions, the Vastyras made it their mission to retain the respect they had garnered as servants. They continued to support the townsfolk they had known for so long, using the influence of their name to build a relationship with the to-be King and ensure that Sunnarst's needs were not forgotten, even during wartime. The strong Gent Vastyra and his gentle wife Maru were one of the main reasons why Tilverki did not become mere dust, vanishing into the dry desert winds that so many Drekhjartans avoided.

Year 472
Gent and Maru’s son was born in the thick of the war and in the middle of the stifling sumra heat. They named him Rhen after the distant ancestor who first relocated to Sunnarst. Being born in a time of strife, Rhen had to "grow up" much quicker than previous generations. At just five years old, he was helping his father deliver weapons to soldiers conscripted into the King’s army… at nine, he began practicing with those weapons under Gent’s tutelage… and at twelve, he joined the local battalion to protect the town of Tilverki against the fae who had once ruled it. Thankfully he was not forced to see combat until the age of sixteen, when he was ordered to join Sunnarst’s larger army in defending the Great Road.

Despite growing up in a war-riddled region, Rhen was still able to develop his mother’s gentle empathy and his father’s solemn loyalty. Even as a hormonal teenager, he never once shirked his duties to his comrades or his family, and he never once raised a weapon against his fellow citizens even in jest. The Vastyra boy quickly earned the respect of any who interacted with him, and after only two years at the Great Road, Rhen was given command of his regimen at the age of eighteen.

Year 493
Rhen continued his command for three more years. Upon receiving a letter from his parents and seeing that the end of the war was near, he decided to return home to welcome the arrival of his baby sister. Fara’s conception was a surprise, especially given Gent and Maru’s respective ages. Any trepidation was quickly overcome as soon as the family saw the girl’s innocent face. With his parents becoming increasingly less mobile, Rhen took on the brunt of raising his little sister. He wasn’t resentful in the slightest; Fara became the apple of his eye, and the relationship they developed in her early childhood went to a depth that few siblings could ever experience.

Year 500
In the pivotal year 500, Tilverki received an official decree from the Human King: the Fifty Year War was over, the humans had won, and the usurper Einarr Kol Vilsidr had installed himself on the crown. The town was to select one person to represent the King and ensure Drekhjarta’s newfound peace was kept. The townfolk originally elected Gent; however, the man was now sixty years old and did not feel he could serve efficiently. After Gent gave an impassioned speech to the Tilverki citizens, Rhen Vastyra was elected instead.

Rhen took his new duty very seriously. He was now responsible for not only his little sister, but the entire town’s safety. With that harrowing duty at the forefront of his mind, he did not think too deeply on the decrees he passed along in the name of the King: these included gathering a list of all fae still residing within Tilverki, and heading an official hunt to capture dragons for the King’s cause. He was ignorantly furthering the King’s ambitions in cementing power over all Drekhjarta. With that said, he was also successfully protecting all of his citizens – shielding a human from a rogue fae harboring ill will, granting a fae safe harbor from a mob of humans, even providing his own home to a man and the dragon he had discovered he has a soul bond with. While he may have failed in politics, he excelled in defending his vassals.

Year 501 (current)
At least, he had excelled at it until the following year. The King chose to keep Rhen on as Warden of the South for one more year, despite replacing the rest of the wardens with a fresh batch of elected officials. Why the King chose to do so, Rhen will most likely never know. If he had not been warden, he would have been able to protect his sister.

Only a few nights after Rhen’s second term was announced, Tilverki was raided. The instigators couldn’t be identified; they were both humans and fae, and seemed to have only one goal: steal or kill all dragons harbored by the town’s citizens. Despite Rhen’s experience serving during the war and his success in keeping his town protected, there was nothing he could have done against such a large-scale, organized attack. Bystanders were murdered, houses were ransacked and lit on fire, livestock ran away when their fences were destroyed, and the bodies of bonded dragons littered the streets. As soon as the devastation was complete and the last tamyr dragon was being towed away in chains, Rhen was able to tally the town’s losses.

He did not come home to his family until dawn the next day, and by then, it was too late. The noble Gent had been stabbed in his sleep, and Fara was nowhere to be seen. He found Maru distraught in the stables, her husband’s blood soaking her nightshift. Through her hysterics, his mother told him that Fara had been abducted; for what purpose, she did not know. The girl was only seven years old.

Torn between the need to search for Fara and the desire to lay his father to rest and comfort his mother, Rhen stayed in his broken town for one week. At the end of that week, Maru made his decision for him – she passed away peacefully in her sleep. The burial of his father, loss of his mother, and overwhelming feeling of failing his town proved to be too much. Resigning as warden, Rhen left the only home he had ever known, determined to find the sister who still very much needed him.




It has now been seven months since that fateful night. Rhen has searched Kastali City, Vestri, and Norderhalt. He has now found himself in Austanferd, alone with his thoughts and a nagging fear that he may never find Fara. 
 
 
Rhen carries a bow and arrow that is very important to him, as it was given to him by his father. The Vastyra family crest, an iron rose, is affixed to the top of bow neck. He takes meticulous care of the weapon, keeping the white ash wood pliant and healthy with bees wax and replacing the bowstring regularly with the sinew of animals he hunts. While his previous profession serving the King has provided him with more than enough wealth to purchase iron arrowheads, Rhen takes pride in shaping his own using malleable stones he finds on his travels.