Description

Personality

Sure of himself and confident he is often quiet he is soft spoken. He prefers to think then act, no need for conversation in the middle. he is a bit arrogant, but that is his right, right. Traditional by mortal senses he is quite liberal for the white council.

Equipment

Torc: A torc made of gold with a core of iron center. Inscribed on with a number of arcane symbols of prtection to him gold representing light and strength in bears an enchantment to coat him as the gold coats the iron of the torc
Bangles:Bands like those around his harms one wraped with the strength of earth the other in the furry of fire. they both serve the same purpose. Working much like Harry's rings these two collect a small amount of energy from each movement he makes
Gold molded coin: On the coin that iis hung from his neclace is the image of three stones, Upon the center is a seaing pot, the one on the left has a sword embede in in, and the one on the right a spear leaning against it.
Wand: vines whose were fed Mesosilver until they died, the result a set of four vines twisted together the front a perfect point showing each has a core of silver. At the heel of each is a stone of a different color, and the center as a bulge where a stone is nestled in the center of the three.
Sword: A Celtic style short-sword, this blade of silver was one of the last crafted by captain Luccio
Cloak: The Grey Cloak of the Wardens

History

Born in Ireland to a mother who just made the white council, His father was unknown to him, a man that had decided to set aside his power. Weylin was rold his father left to search for a different enlightenment. Weylin is not sure if he believes the Story, but never cared all that much to find out, his father was gone, and that was the way it was. Growing up he had learned the way of magic from his mother, and when testes made the White Council. He never distinguished himself terrible well as member of the council. He worked in mining as a scout for rich deposits. Using his gift for sensing the earth, despite the equipment failues that seemed to plague him everywhere he went, he was able to earn a good living for himself. That was until the war. When the Red Court made war on the White Council, many that were once peaceful were forced to turn to more defensive, and offensive magics. Returning to a cave he had learned some of his early magic in he holed up there for several months, never much of a target, that is until they began to stage for a potential assault on Edinburgh. When it came scouting groups even out as far as he was arrived, few at first, but eventually the numbers came to be too many, he had to abandon his cave.

As the war dragged on the Wardens were being depleted. In need of others that were capable in combat, they came to him among many others and he joined the wardens. Joining them he spent much of the rest of the war on actions dictated by the Council, or stopping Warlocks from cropping up in his homeland. When the war ended he ended his leave and went back to work.

When the storm cropped up around the Island, as one of the most experienced wardens with nature magic, he was sent to aid the Warden there with determining the cause of the odd phenomenon...