Zilvani

Intro

• "Never know when you might need a keyblade"

• Basic Info

  • Name: Zilvani
  • Gender: Male
  • Nicknames: Zil
  • Race: Caucasian
  • Class: Keyblade Wielder
  • Alignment: LG
  • Deity: The light
  • Age: 20
  • Size: Medium
  • Body Type: Athletic
  • Height: 5'7"
  • Weight: 172 lbs
  • Complexion: Sun kissed skin, smooth
  • Hair: Dark purple, swept back. Down to his neck currently.
  • Eyes: Purple
  • Handedness: Right
  • Scars: None
  • Relationship Status: Single
  • Personality: Competitive, Friendly, Adventurous
  • Mannerisms: None too specific.
  • Likes: Makings new friends, the water, flying, fighting a strong opponent, the ocean
  • Dislikes: Darkness, how long it's taking to find his way home, bullies

• Biography

  Since he was a young boy, Zilvani had trained to wield the weapon known as a Keyblade, and as soon as he was old enough, he quickly joined a guild. The next several years were spent further honing his prowess as a duelist, strengthening his understanding of the light, and in his spare time, making many new friends and memories.
  Soon enough he was chosen by a Keyblade Master to study under, Master Eraqus. He was a rather new Keyblade Master, but had shown remarkable skill and dedication to his beliefs, and hushed whispers of his exploits were often heard between young wielders. Training under Eraqus, Zilvani developed into a formidable fighter, and eventually, he was ready to earn his Mark of Mastery, and thus the right to call himself a Keyblade Master, earning all the privileges and responsibilities as well.
  However, a bright light casts darker shadows.
  Zilvani had awoken that morning and prepared as usual. Clothes on, teeth clean, toss around the keyblade a bit, limber up. His mind was occupied with thoughts of the future, of the things he would do as a Master. Perhaps, he would soon think, if he hadn't have been daydreaming, he would have heard the Dark Corridor open. He would have seen the black robed figured step out, and maybe could have stopped him before he grabbed Zilvani by the back of the shirt and tossed him helplessly into the shadows, unprotected.
  Zilvani landed in the Realm of Darkness, and immediately Heartless swarmed him, driving him to the point of exhaustion in minutes. He fell onto his knees, and a dark tornado barreled towards him perilously. However, as it drew near inches away from Zilvani, a light engulfed the land, and a translucent blue rock with a shooting star symbol embossed on the inside fell into his hand. This will take you somewhere safe child, but you will be needed. Will you fight? The stone lit up with a brilliant blue radiance and both Zilvani and the light vanished as quick as they appeared, the dark tornado crashing into the ground the Zilvani had stood on immediately after.
  
  And so, Zilvani was swept away once again.