Played Character Varian Silverbrook || The Stag

'Varian'
"This will all be worth it."​

Character Information

• Full Name: Varian Silverbrook
• Alias: Stag
• Heritage: Dragonkin - Aerun Dragonfall, Suvial
• Age: 120 years
• Gender / Pronouns: He/It
• Character Occupation: Rosegold Roost Manager, Arm for Hire

Appearance Information

Towering at 6'7, this striking figure possesses a tall, lean frame built for agility rather than bulk. His red skin is partially covered with dark crimson scales, running along his arms, legs, shoulders, and across parts of his chest and back. Digitigrade legs give his movements a naturally predatory grace, while clawed hands and feet hint at his lethal potential. He is missing both of his eyes, one missing due to the burns disfiguring half of his face, while the other was taken in a deal with the demon known as Tête de Confettis. Atop his head, the remnants of once-proud dark red horns remain, sawed off at the base and leaving behind jagged stumps. He's missing his left arm, which was taken by a marken named Froki.

Skill Information

• Hobbies and Talents: Art, Botany, Violin
• Mechanics: Vampirism - Universal Speech/Cinder Hearted
• Languages: Universal Speech

Backstory/Plothooks

Spoiler: Backstory

Varian Silverbrook was born into a world that already saw him as a relic of betrayal. A Suvial by blood, like his father, yet marked by the legacy of the Aerun Dragonkin, his very existence made him a target. The Allorn Elves whispered his name like a curse, viewing his kind as remnants of a forgotten defiance—traitors to an empire that had long since decided their fate. His crimson scales and golden eyes were the proof of a lineage that had been hunted for generations, an inheritance more dangerous than any weapon.

From an early age, Varian knew loss. His mother, a fierce yet compassionate woman, was the anchor that held their fractured family together. She taught him to embrace his nature rather than fear it, whispering stories of the Marigold Civilization Dragons and the forgotten strength of their kind. But peace is fleeting. One night, flames consumed their home—not the comforting glow of hearth and candlelight, but the raging inferno of vengeance. Whether it was Elven purists seeking to erase another stain from their world or a cruel twist of fate, the fire stole her from him.

In the aftermath, Varian and his older brother, Malrik, were left alone. Once, Malrik had been strong, a guiding force in Varian's life, but grief is an unrelenting beast. Slowly, Malrik unraveled, his mind twisting under the weight of their shared suffering. He spoke of whispers in the dark, of fire licking at his thoughts, of a destiny that neither of them could escape.

At first, Varian believed he could save him.

Then, he saw the madness quickly growing in his brother's golden eyes.

The night Malrik turned on him, there was no warning, only the flash of searing agony as his brother burned his face. Varian barely escaped, leaving behind the only family he had left, knowing that the brother he loved was gone.

Spoiler: Relationships

Loved Ones


Luca V. Ashley
"Luca... I've given up so much for him—maybe everything. But I'd do it again. I'll keep doing it until I can't anymore. He means more to me than I know how to put into words. Just seeing him smile makes the weight of it all feel worth it. I get scared sometimes—no, all the time—of making him mad. Not because I think he'll hurt me, but because I can't stand the idea of losing his trust. I just want to make him happy, even if it breaks me."


Minuette
"Minuette is... she's light. She brings this sense of calm I forgot existed. I'll always be there for her. Always. I know I've caused her stress and pain, and I hate that. She deserves better than the chaos I bring, but if there's anything I can do to protect her or make her smile, I'll do it. No matter what."

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Friends


Francis
"I didn't give him a fair chance at first. I saw someone else in his face and acted on instinct. I hate myself for that. He didn't deserve it—he's not that person. I think... I think I'm starting to realize I love him. It's not easy to admit, but it's there, and I can't keep pretending I don't feel it. I just hope it's not too late to make things right."


Arlena
"She reminds me so much of my brother when we were young—before everything fell apart. I see the same spark in her eyes, the same joy… but it's fading. I'm watching her slip, and it terrifies me. I've almost lost her too many times already. I want to protect her, more than anything, but she keeps pushing me away. It feels like I'm fighting a battle I'm not allowed to win."


Dyonisius
"Dyon is one of my closest friends. He didn't deserve what happened, and I still don't forgive myself for biting him. I should've had more control. He was cured, thank the stars, but that fear—that I'll hurt him again—hasn't left me. He's been kind, more than I deserve."


Arroia
"Arroia… I turned her. I can never undo that, never fix it. She didn't choose this. I made her into something else because I lost control. She's still my friend—one of my best—but there's always this ache when I look at her. I'd give anything to make it up to her. Anything."


Vivienne
"Vivienne's someone I trust with everything. She's sharp, brave, and real. There's no pretension with her, no performance. I'd lay my life down for her without hesitation. She's saved me in ways she probably doesn't even know."


Raymond
"Raymond's a good friend. I'm really happy for him and Minuette—they're good for each other. He's steady, dependable. I trust him. I don't like his nickname for me very much, but I've started to warm up to it."


Terrowin
"Terrowin's solid. Steady. I trust him more than almost anyone. He's helped me through some of the worst moments, especially with the whole vampire thing. He didn't judge—just helped and offered support. That means everything to me."


Verlaine
"Verlaine's saved my skin more times than I can count. He's always thought of what to do when things fall apart. He healed Ashley's eye. I trust him with my life, no hesitation."

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Allies


Scale
"Scale's a mentor, in a way. There's this strength to him that I admire. When he speaks, I listen. When he fights, I take notes. If he asked me to follow him into fire, I would. No hesitation."

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Enemies


Malrik (NPC)
"My brother... I'm terrified of him. What he's become. What he did to me. But I miss him. I miss who he used to be, the laughter, the way he protected me. I don't understand why he attacked me—I keep thinking it had to be my fault somehow. Maybe I messed something up. Maybe I failed him. I don't know if I'll ever get answers."

Tetê de Confettis
"I don't even know what that thing is. Calling it a demon feels too kind. It's... wrong. Everything about it is wrong. I can still hear its voice sometimes—mocking, laughing like all of this is just some twisted game. It took us. Me, my friends... locked us in its little hell. Made us dance to its rules. It hurt them. It enjoyed hurting them. I watched Ashley bleed and Arlena scream, and I couldn't do a thing to stop it. It took my eye. Just—ripped it out. Like it was nothing. Like I was nothing. I hate that I'm scared of it. That even now, just thinking about it makes me shake. But I am. I'm terrified. Not just for me—but for what it might do if it ever comes back."

Froki
"There's this... thing. A marken that took my arm. I don't even know its name. It was hunting, and I—stupidly—got in its way. That was a mistake. I want to find it again. Maybe I can rid myself of my fear of it."

Combat Proficiencies and Abilities

Disguise - Vampirism, Monstrous Transformation

Attack Stat: Dexterity
Defense Stat: Constitution
[15/15 points spent]
Proficiency Points:

• Strength: 5
  • Diving Tackle
  • Breakthrough
  • Heavy Throw
  • Stampede
  • Technique Parry
• Constitution: 4
  • Interception
  • Fortitude
  • Breather
  • Iron Will
• Intelligence: 0
• Wisdom: 0
• Dexterity: 6
  • Cutthroat Stance
  • Cutthroat Bleed
  • Cutthroat Flash
  • Cutthroat Escape
  • Dirty Fighter
  • Sharp Reflexes
• Faith: 0
• Magic: 0
• Charisma: 0