Character Spotlight: Zellar Tempest

Hero Name: Zellar Tempest
Character Name: Gwendolyn Lyssette Zellar (but if you call her Gwendolyn, she'll kick your ass)
Server: Virtue
Level: 17
Archetype: Dual Blades/Regen Scrapper
SG: The Starchasers
TFs Needed: Transcendence, Positron
Personality: Gwen's young and brash. She's the type to rush into a situation without thinking, and she's been lucky enough so far that this hasn't come back to bite her on the butt. She's fiesty and outspoken with a stubborn streak a mile wide.
Most recently: Gwen finally met her real grandfather, Kaleb, and the two have hit it off famously. She was apprehensive at first after finding out about his past and how he came to actually -be- her grandfather, but it became obvious to her during their first meeting that he's changed since then. It doesn't hurt that he seems to adore her and has given her a beautiful blue pendant that is charmed with the power of flight (just in time to get her travel power!).
Just when she felt like life was already getting good again, Gwen's father tracked her down through the mage who helped her find her way to this world. The two of them are like a couple of peas in a pod, and the reunion was very welcome and happy in spite of the few tense minutes when she had to explain to him why she'd left in the first place.

Character Spotlight: Zellar Tempest

Hero Name: Zellar Tempest
Character Name: Gwendolyn Lyssette Zellar (but if you call her Gwendolyn, she'll kick your ass)
Server: Virtue
Level: 14
Archetype: Dual Blades/Regen Scrapper
SG: The Starchasers
TFs Needed: Transcendence, Positron
Personality: Gwen's young and brash. She's the type to rush into a situation without thinking, and she's been lucky enough so far that this hasn't come back to bite her on the butt. She's fiesty and outspoken with a stubborn streak a mile wide.
Recently: Gwen learned a little more of her family's hidden history from the second person from her own world that seems to have made their way to this one.

Character Spotlight: Zellar Tempest

Hero Name: Zellar Tempest
Character Name: Gwendolyn Lyssette Zellar (but if you call her Gwendolyn, she'll kick your ass)
Server: Virtue
Level: 7
Archetype: Dual Blades/Regen Scrapper
SG: The Starchasers
Personality: Gwen's young and brash. She's the type to rush into a situation without thinking, and she's been lucky enough so far that this hasn't come back to bite her on the butt. She's fiesty and outspoken with a stubborn streak a mile wide.
Excerpted from her initial interview:
"My story? It seems a bit tame compared to what I've seen and heard since I got here. It started because I can't help but overhear things I shouldn't.

"See...my grandfather is Aiden Zellar. I know the name doesn't mean much here, but back home, he's a living legend. He saved a whole country. Yeah. Try growing up in a world where your last name is the same as the great mage who saved the whole frickin' country. It's like having this great big label pasted across your forehead reading "Even if I'm the best, I'll never be my grandpa!" And then, there's my grandmother. She's probably considered the most dangerous woman in the world with a blade. Two, actually. She's got this cuisinart thing going on that kicks ass.

"My parents probably bore the brunt of all that a bit more, I guess. Their parents were close friends and all that, and they grew up with each other. They were sweet, and my father always said Mother grounded him in a way with her gentle nature.

"What hurt most was losing her. She and I weren't the close mother-daughter bonded type. I got along better with my Aunt Lara - even now, she's known as the "wild princess", you know? Couldn't be tamed and all that. Lara's great, and she taught me more about swordplay than I suspect even my grandmother can remember.

"Right...why I'm here. Well, it's like this. I overheard a conversation I shouldn't have between my grandparents after my dad took off. He took my mother's death hard. Really hard. I've never seen him so...broken. He didn't even stay for her memorial. I was sitting in this sort of quiet spot near the balcony where no one ever sees me. Kind of like a perch my aunt showed me that she used to use for thinking?

"Anyway, they were discussing my father, and my grandmother said something that made no damn sense.

"She said she wondered if it was right, never telling my father that he was 'Kaleb's son'.

"So...if I'm not a Zellar, then what the hell am I?

"And who the hell is Kaleb?"