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An elf of the forest

0 · 431 views · located in Large facility in the middle of the desert

a character in “Facility X”, as played by laxnchill20


Name: Firvin
Age: 19
Species: Elf
Ability: Treesinger
Because he is a treesinger, he can control plants to an extent, causing them to grow or shrink rapidly, as if they were moving.
Another benefit of being a treesinger gives Firvin the ability to cause tiny wooden thorns to burst from his skin, giving him armor and making physical contaclyt painful for others. This benefit extends to his hands giving his punches a similar effect to wearing spiked gauntlets.

Group: Typically hangs out with Timber, Sierra and Silas

Firvin's appearance:
Wears lot's of greens and whites, they make him feel at home. Has long white hair, and green eyes.


He is very in tune with the natural world. Loves to be in areas with lots of plant and animal life. He is a very open person, loves to meet new people and is always looking to make new friends.


Carries a bow a that he used for hunting when he grew up. It belonged to his mother.
Has a "pet" crawling vine named Revion- an animate plant that looks like a gnarled vine as thick as a man's arm and bearing hand-shaped leaves. It can slither across the ground like a snake, but usually rests on Firvin's shoulders.

Revion's appearance:
(although the vine rests on Firvin's shoulders, not crawling through a skeleton)



Grew up with his mother in the forest learning the ways of their people. When he was 14 the government came telling them to relocate. His mother refused and tried to fight but it was futile, She told him that Revion, their crawling vine, was now his. After she told him this the men killed her right in front of his face. Firvin gathered his things, and went with them to Facility X. He walked into the facility with his bag in his hand and Revion draped over his neck, hanging in front of him like an untied scarf, Revion is almost always in this spot, He Firvin's closest friend and guardian and will do anything for Firvin. He spent the next 5 years at the facility, living comfortably, yet unhappily. A prison, no matter how comfortable is a prison none the less.

So begins...

Firvin's Story

Firvin had been living in the facility for quite some time. He happened to be walking through the lobby when there was quite a bit of commotion. He saw Timber sitting at the bar and considered joining her for a short while. But before he made up his mind there was a crash at the door and a few guards threw a man dressed in black into the lobby, and Timber seemed distracted as she went and helped him up, beginning to speak with him. Firvin stopped paying attention to what Timber was doing as he realized he wouldn't be able to talk to her now anyway.

Firvin thinks for a minute and decides that he should swing by the bar after all and walks over sitting down. He orders a pop, wishing he could order something stronger, and sips it slowly, enjoying people watching.

Sierra moves back into human form. "I work for Lucifer I think I'm entitled to some knowledge." She says smirking. Turning back to the bar he can see Firvin. She walks over. "Hey Firvin. "She looks at his glass. "Do you want something stronger?" She offers waiting for Shard to rejoin them.

While sitting at the bar, Sierra walked up to Firvin, with one of the men who had been brought in earlier. "Hey Firvin. Do you want something stronger?" she asks him.

"Yeah I'd love something, too bad this damn bar doesn't serve any alcohol. Whose your frie-" He begins to ask but stops his sentence midway. Firvin notices someone walking into the lobby.

"HEY SILAS! OVER HERE!" Firvin calls out to his young friend while waving.

"Sorry about that, he looked a little worried and I wanted to make sure he found us, Revion, go meet him half way" He instructed as his vine slithered off his shoulders. He turns back to Sierra "Whose your new friend?" Firvin asks.

shard looks at Firvin and blurts out. "what are you?" he snaps his mouth shut becasue he already knew. Shard growls to himself and feels his canines sharpen in his mouth.

"I am a forest elf, that which just crawled of my shoulder, is Revion, a crawling vine, an animate plant. I have the ability to control and communicate with non-animate plant life like flowers and trees" as he said this he made the potted fern on the table grow to double its size and back. "Revion and I have been friends since I was a young child and he lives with me here at the facility. Oh excuse me, where are my manors, I am Firvin, I've been here for about 5 years, and you are?" Firvin asked with a smile.

YAAAAAAAaaaaaawwwwnnnn..... And with a gaping yawn, Silas woke from his nap. He took off his pajamas and put on black slacks, a white long sleeved collared shirt, a black and grey vest with a red tie and no jacket. He pulled on his black socks and shiny black shoes and stuck a red pocket square into his breast pocket. Silas walked over to the mirror to comb his hair and was shocked by what he saw. Bane was staring back at him, his bright yellow eyes glinting in the low-light, and his prominent canines showing in his trademark evil smirk. "Well hello Cry-las. Going to go whine some more?" Bane taunted, they shared a body, but Silas wasn't talking. Bane was making a projection of himself on the mirror. "Why not let me out today? Hmm? Maybe you'll actually grow up a little." He said with a smirk. "Go away." Silas said stoically. "I'm not playing with you today. Now where did you put Tibbers, I want him now!" Silas demands boldly. "Gimme a break. You don't need that dumb bear. Grow some cahones." Bane replies. Silas walks over to his bed, bends down, and grabs the stuffed bear out from under his bed. "Found him. That's not funny Bane!" Silas said, scolding Bane, who simply scoffs before fading away out of the mirror like dispersing mist. Silas grabs his bag, with the drawing pad, spell book, and now Tibbers before heading out the door to the lobby.

Though Silas had put Bane in his place, he was worried. Bane didn't like to show up unless he thought Silas was being too weak. Would he show himself again today? Would he pick a fight with someone? However, Silas was ripped from his worried pondering by the voice of Firvin. "HEY, SILAS, OVER HERE!!" Silas waved with a bright smile. He liked Firvin, the two had known each other for a while, Firvin had been here for a few years and Silas had been at the Facility his whole life. Silas also noticed Sierra, who was sitting with Firvin, and with someone he didn't know at the bar. However, he didn't say anything to them, not wanting to draw any attention to himself. Halfway to Firvin, Silas stooped down and let Revion, the assassin vine, slither up his body and around his waist. His presence was comfortable, his weight pleasant, but not oppressive, Silas knew Revion wouldn't hurt him. Finally Silas stepped up to the bar and laid a hand on Firvin's shoulder so Revion could slither over to his master. Silas then sat next to Firvin and almost whispered, "Hello Firvin, how are you today?" Not wanting to draw much attention to himself, Silas pulled out his drawing pad and began to sketch a picture.

'Ok boy's enough showing off.' Sierra commands after Shard is human again. she turns to him. 'No shifting in the lobby, only a few can do that.' she says to him. then she turns to Silas. 'Your you right? not Bane?' she smiles remembering what happened last time Bane made an apperance. she shivers and turns back to the now.

Firvin is a bit taken aback by Shard's nerve shifting in the lobby, but he doesn't let it show.
"Ok boy's enough showing off. Sierra commanded of them, to which Firvin only smiled and nodded, before Sierra turned to Silas asking "Your you right? not Bane?".

"Of course it's him, Bane doesn't draw like that. What ya working on over there buddy? Also you haven't ordered anything yet, what do you want, it's on me." Firvin says while putting an arm around Silas in a quick hug, trying to cheer the boy up.
Before Silas could respond Firvin whispers something to Revion, and Revion slithers off his shoulders and out of site.

'I know just checking, Bane could be playing a trick on us. remember the last time?' Sierra shivers again. 'No the drinks are on me. I don't have to pay.' She reminds them. Sierra spots Revion but he slithers away again. 'Whats Revion doing?' she says turning to Firvin.

Firvin witnessed the caged wolf enter, and was a little thankful, because now he doesn't have to lie about Revion's whereabouts. But when Sierra started to get really upset Firvin got nervous, He covered Silas so he didn't have to witness this happen. "And to think she was worried about you..." Firvin muttered.

Without the muzzle on, Ouka shifted into her human form. She watched as the woman who took the muzzle off, flew into a rampage. Literally. She watched in amazement as she had wings. "I'm alright." Ouka said hoping to ease the tension.

Firvin told Silas to "keep calm and focus on drawing" as he ran over to Sierra and grabbed her from behind. "CALM DOWN SIERRA! Look she has the muzzle off, she's turned back. Everything his fine! Timber will take care of the guards later, but you need to relax or else you'll be the one in trouble!" Firvin exclaimed hoping it worked. He looked back over to Silas hoping everything was fine, he knew how much the kid hated violence.

Sierra calmed down a little and put away her sword but she still had anger to burn, she ran outside and snapped open her wings lifting off the ground she felt a bit better. She flew to the Aviary and pulled out her pass. She landed and put her pass in the card slot, it beeped and the door opened. she walked in and sat on the bench, she may not look it but she was only 13 she had alot to deal with.

Timber sighed and turned to Firvin, 'Thanks, that helped a lot.' she said and she meant it. Then she turned to Ouka, 'Are you ok?' she wondered quickly scanning the girl for injuries. when she finds none she stands up and offer's her a hand. 'Now lets find a room from you.' she say happily, trying to draw attention away from the now nonexistant Sierra. Timber kind of felt sorry for Sierra, she died young and now she's in this place, Timber wasnt much older and even she found this place daunting. The only thing she could do was clutch the charm Riley, her witch friend gave her and hoped it would bring her courage.

"Of course it's him, Bane doesn't draw like that. What ya working on over there buddy? Also you haven't ordered anything yet, what do you want, it's on me." Firvin says while putting an arm around Silas in a quick hug, trying to cheer the boy up. The overall effect on Silas, though the Firvin's intentions were kind, was uncomfortable. He shied away from Firvin, ever so slightly, almost not even noticeably. Before Silas could respond that he'd like a soda, Firvin whispers something to Revion, and Revion slithers off his shoulders and out of site.

"I know just checking, Bane could be playing a trick on us. remember the last time?" Sierra said and shivered at the thought. Silas, hung his head a little, he remembered last time vaguely. The only thing he remembered about last time was that a whole wing of the facility had to be remade. "No the drinks are on me. I don't have to pay." She reminds them. Silas smiled, Sierra was nice.

Silas looked up. Someone new had come into the facility. A werewolf from the look of it, all chained and muzzled. It was horrible. The poor thing must be terrified, all locked up like that. That's when all hell broke loose. Sierra went on a rampage, attempting to kill the guards who brought in the wolf. Firvin left the bar, flying after her as fast as he could, telling Silas to, "Just keep calm and focus on drawing." before going off to help Miss Timber detain Sierra who looked like she was about to slice something to ribbons. Firvin was right, Sierra thought HE was the one who was going to be all worked up. Still, Silas got up. He hated to see Sierra so upset. He jogged over to where she was, trying to get a hold on her to calm her down, but she was struggling too fiercely. In the struggle, Firvin accidentally smacked him right in the nose and knocked Silas to the ground, giving him a nose bleed and setting his eyes watering. Eventually, Sierra took to the Aviary, attempting to blow off steam, and the new werewolf was standing in her human form, de-muzzled. However, Silas hadn't noticed any of that. He was still sitting on his butt, trying not to cry. He knew Firvin didn't mean to hit him, he knew Firvin would never, but still. He hit him right on the nose. That had really hurt.

"Oh dear gods. Really?" The world froze. Bane materialized in front of him, like a wisp of smoke suddenly growing corporeal from nothing. "A bonk on the nose. That's gonna make you cry? Puh-lease... Alrighty, it's been a while, but hand us over, it's time to play." "No..." Silas said, barely even a whisper. "No, I won't let you." Silas said, still extremely quietly. "Well, I asked nicely, I'm taking it now!" Bane roared, diving at Silas, his body turning to smoke before it hit him. At that moment, the world shuddered around him. It was him. It was Bane. He was taking over. A thick, bloody red and black aura slowly enveloped Silas. The aura twisted and writhed, as if it had a mind of it's own. Silas felt his eyes roll back into his head. The world faded from him and he fell the rest of the way to the floor. After only a brief moment, Bane's eyes snapped open, golden and not the slightest bit comforting. The world slowly sped up and everyone else turned to look at him. Standing up and brushing himself off, Bane smiled his twisted evil smirk, his slightly longer canines showing. "Well hello there." Bane said, his voice slightly deeper than Silas's, he also sounded more cultured, but there was a rasp to his speech. "So nice to see you all again." Bane said, still smirking evilly. "It's been a while, hasn't it? Timber, Firvin, I'm so sorry, but little Silas won't be coming back for a little while. He wants to let you know that he's very sorry for letting you down, but apparently I'm too strong. Poor baby... Well, I'm off, I have dreams to smash, people to fight, and then, when I'm all done I have to bask in my own glory. I've got a long and busy schedule, so if you don't mind, ta ta!" Bane said, twirling and sauntering off, still grinning evilly.

While struggling with Sierra, Firvin's arm went flying and hit Silas on the nose, he hadn't even noticed the kid was there until it happened. Sierra put her sword away and flew off. At least she's not gonna kill anyone, I'll leave her be for now. 'Thanks, that helped a lot.' Timber said to Firvin. Then she turned to Ouka, 'Are you ok?. Firvin ignored Timber's words, focusing on Silas, who was still on the ground with tears in his eyes. Oh god, I hope he's alright Firvin thought to himself knowing that Silas wouldn't be here for long. As soon as Firvin thought this, a black aura began to engulf Silas, Silas was Silas no more.

"Well hello there.So nice to see you all again. It's been a while, hasn't it? Timber, Firvin, I'm so sorry, but little Silas won't be coming back for a little while. He wants to let you know that he's very sorry for letting you down, but apparently I'm too strong. Poor baby... Well, I'm off, I have dreams to smash, people to fight, and then, when I'm all done I have to bask in my own glory. I've got a long and busy schedule, so if you don't mind, ta ta!" Bane's little speech was unnerving for Firvin, as he knew there was nothing anyone could do to stop him. The only technique with Bane was to let him wear himself down and defend yourself. Before Firvin could say anything Timber stepped in front of Bane screaming "Bane you aren't going anywhere. Let Silas out now.". Firvin could only stand by thinking to himself Dammit Timber, you know that won't work... Bane responds to Timber's threat with great malice mocking the Silas he took over "I'm sorry Miss Timber, I can't come play right now. I'm busy whining and crying and being undeserving of this powerful body. That little whelp gets to live with this. He needs to grow up. He needs to feel true despair if I'm ever going to be able to do anything with him. And you, If you think your little charade of bravery and authority is going to phaze me, you've got another thing coming. However, I guess if you really wanted my attention, you got it. Congratulations, you now have my full attention! I suppose that also means that since you have my attention, you won't mind putting up with the consequences. It's actually not a bad idea. We've a score to settle, and Silas needs tutoring. If trashing the place and trouncing some talentless hacks like you is what it takes to get Silas to man up, so be it. Don't go crying when your strength runs out, and my jaws are closing around your neck." Bane jumped at Timber arms extended towards her throat. Firvin had to act quickly if he was to save his friend's life. He used his abilities to turn his skin into a thorn like armor, hard as a tree, he knew from past experience that with his hardened skin he could take a few hits from Bane before receiving any real damage. "TIMBER GET OUT OF HERE, YOU KNOW FIGHTING BACK DOESN'T WORK!" he dove at Bane, hoping to meet him midair before he could kill her.

Just as Bane was about to smash through that flimsy barrier and end the lives of the pathetic creatures behind it, Sierra, or so Bane thought she was called, flew out of no where and landed in front of him, throwing up her hands as if to repel him. "You too, eh? Silas likes you, but to me, you're nothing!" Bane howled. However, he had miscalculated, the girl had thrown a barrier up in front of him, deflecting him from his course. He landed hard on the ground, Firvin the elf flying over the top of him and tumbling off to the side. Bane was just about to get up when Timber stood over him, "I think it will be the other way around." She shifted into a tiger and pinned him to the floor.

"Well, Miss Timber, this is a surprise. Never really pegged you for a cradle robber. I guess you never really know, huh?" Bane taunted, smirking devilishly. "However, you are wrong. It will be as I say, you see," Bane said, looking directly into the eyes of the great tiger, "Your strength is mine. Can't you feel it? Your will to fight with me fading? Your strength failing? That's this blackness. Just being near me is bad for your health. Let me show you why!" Bane roared. Just then, the true size of his aura showed, sixteen times the size of the black sheath surrounding his body. The great blackness formed into the skeleton of a man's torso with four arms and two heads. It was solid as steel and it burned like fire. The air shimmered from the heat coming off of its body. The tiger astride Bane was dwarfed by the giant standing over Bane. "Stand aside!" Bane roared, swiping Timber off of his body with the giant's right arms. Bane slowly stood, the giant's rib cage settling around his body, protecting it while still granting him vision of those around him. Bane swirled his arms around his body and the giant's limbs followed suit, trashing about and smashing away the things that were near him like nothing more than matchsticks. Most of what he touched was stone, but everything else burst into flame.

"I will destroy everything he loves, I will mold him into a soldier, into a man and he will finally be of use to me. You!" Bane roared, targeting Sierra. "As I said earlier, Silas likes you. You're first." Bane slowly strode over to Sierra, intent on reducing her soft body to nothingness.

Firvin missed his target as Bane was repelled by the barrier, and flew into the ground rolling and popping back onto his feet, bits of bark and thorns flying off Firvin as he hits the ground. Firvin looks back at Bane seeing Timber now in her tiger form on top of him holding him down bad idea he thought to himself. Bane's aura greatly increased in size and threw Timber off him. Firvin was concerned for her, but he knew she should be ok if she didn't try to fight anymore. Firvin looks back at Bane in time to hear him scream "I will destroy everything he loves, I will mold him into a soldier, into a man and he will finally be of use to me. You!" He saw Bane's eyes through the aura, he was looking at Sierra. I have to help her. With his wooden armor still active Firvin goes to stand beside Sierra. "Sierra you know that fighting back doesn't work. He can absorb your strength, defense is our only option, we must not attempt to injure him or it will be flung back at us." Just as Firvin said this that new one, the dragon, attempted to pin Bane, and let loose a jet of flame, which did nothing as Bane easily absorbed the energy from the fire. "See what I mean, every time we attack him, he deflects or reflects it, we need a new strategy. He said that Silas likes you, try talking to him. I know it sounds crazy but it just might work."

Firvin witnessed Sierra creat a barrier, "No evil can pass through this barrier but he knows we cannnot stay here forever." Sierra explained. Timber nods in agreement. "We need to convince Silas he is strong enough to push Bane out of control. How we do that I don't know." Firvin said hoping someone had an idea. At this point the dragon turned back into a wolf, and began to whine. "Dammit Shard, I said we needed to be defensive, not pansies. Sitting there crying won't do us any good we need a plan." Firvin said angrily. I hate it when someone acts tough and gives up when they lose. he thought to himself. I wonder why Bane keeps focusing on Sierra, he's never cared about any individual before. What's he have in store, and why do I have a really bad feeling right now. Firvin was lost in thought for a minute or two as these things crossed his mind. After some time had past Firvin turns to Shard "I'm sorry I yelled, and I know you're scared and maybe feel a little helpless but we can handle this, I've run into Bane before, we just need to convince Silas he's strong enough. I think Sierra might actually be the key this time, Bane keeps bringing her up it can't be trivial, Bane doesn't say anything without meaning."

Stelian was sitting in the back of some government vehicle on his way to what the men had called Facility X. "So now general, What exatily is the Facility X and why is it so dreadfully important that I reside here?" The general looks back at him with slightly foggy eyes. "I'm afraid that is classified." With a glance into the general's eyes 'You want to tell me why I'm going to this facility'. "Well since you'll be living here I believe it would be alright for me to tell you. You are a vampire therefore not human the government has decided that all non human spell type creatures will be sent to live in the Facility. You will be with other creatures with 'magical' abilities that don't fit into the human lifestyle." "So your trying to separate us in order to encourage a feeling of safety for the humans. A dreadful cause but I don't think this entire armed convoy was needed for little old me." "Government ordered I'm sorry, but we are almost there." In the distance a large building comes into view looking much like a prison. "I was under the impression that this wasn't a prison General. You'd do best not to lie to me." Slightly panicked, "It's much nicer on the inside than you'd think. Its more of a resort I promise you don't have to get angry." "Well fine."

They shortly arrive at the facility and Stelian departs the vehicle cuffed with some form of hand and foot movement device. Looking into the eyes of one of the guards. "These aren't needed I did come here willingly after all. Release me and give me my papers and I'll go quietly this is all unneeded." After a moment's hesitation the guard releases the cuffs and hands him the papers. "Now you can leave me I can escort myself into this facility." Another moment of hesitation and the guards leave. "Finally I can be alone. This desert is much to bright They should have been much more quick to move."

He reaches the door and lets himself in a very unexpected sight welcomed him. The inside of the prison was like a tropical resort. Everything was perfect except the fight that was going on near what he assumed to be the bar. 'Well I'd hate to get in the way I'll just sit here in the corner and watch may be entertaining after so many hours driving through the desert to get here... I wonder who's in charge here."

Shard bared his teeth at firvin and displayed his bleeeding paw. He did not know how he got it, he thinks it was from Bane. He turned into human form, and studied his wound. blood was gushing onto the floor. "Owww..." he mumbled. he turned to sierra, firvin and timber. " Can i have a band-aid or something?" he sais pointing to his cut on his hand.