Character Information

Name: Tristan Lavoie
Nickname: Tris
Title: Prince of Thieves, Champion of Mirannis, Head of the Lavoie Clan, King of the Witches
Species: Witch-King
Born as: Witch/Human
Home World: Asmiara
Home Land: Mirannis
Accent Sounds like: French
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Omnisexual
Height: 6'2"
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Green

The Beginning

Tristan was born during the age of Enlightenment--an era that occurred between the end of the Celestial war and the start of the dark age. It is an age considered by many historian as the height of witch society. It was a time of philosophy and learning. More than that, historians say--with a few exceptions---the greatest witches known to their society were born during this time. It was, also, the time that many witches--historians or not--romanticizes. Many of the stories regarding their most beloved heroes take place during this time. However, those whom lived during this time see a different picture---a truer picture one not shrouded by the passage of time. They knew that it was far from the idealistic place that their world would eventually paint it as. They saw first hand the flaws that any age, society or even world had.

For Tristan, the shortcoming that affected his life the most during this era was the treatment of half-breeds. Children born from the union of a witch and--usually--human were regarded with the utmost disgust and were often 'removed' to save the family the embarrassment and disgrace of producing a half-breed. If they decided to allow a half-breed child to remain within their house they did not acknowledge him as theirs and laid upon him the most horrific treatment imaginable. Tristan's mother save his fate being decided by her family by giving birth to him among his father's people. His father's people regarded half-breeds differently than his mother. Oh, they acknowledge them, but only in that way someone might acknowledge someone's hair or eye color. They did not allow someone's parentage determine his status among the people. As long as one of his parents were of the people and he was born among the people he would be considered one of the people. 

Tristan's mother knew that his father's people were fiercely protective of their own and that her father would considered him 'remove' enough not to put any real effort in changing the fate she had decided for her son. She knew, however, that she held too much value to her father for him to allow her to stay among 'The Gypsies' as her people called them. She had already insulted him enough by not only having a child with a man he didn't approve of but also one of such low social standing. He was not going to allow her to stay among the gypsies and find a happy ever after he didn't create for her. Tristan's grandfather considered his children as bargaining chips that he could use to form many different alliance. The more children he had the more alliances he could form, and he had a lot of children. Some might think that losing one child wouldn't be such a big deal, but he saw every child he had as one step closer to his goal--unification of the  Lavoie clan.

The clans were different during the age of Enlightenment. They were not a unified kingdom as within the dark ages or other times within witch history. The Celestial Wars  broke the different clans into smaller clans, whom claim they were the only true heirs of that clan and everyone else were pretenders. Such attitudes formed many rivalries that some families of a clan found difficult to overcome. Tristan's grandfather hoped to erase the rivalries that his family had with the other families within the Lavoie clan through bonds of matrimony, and bring every family with the Lavoie name underneath his control.  It wasn't fear over the punishment her father might inflect upon her if disobeyed his will any further that convinced her to return home, but what he would do to the gypsy people--or worse her son---in a fit of rage. She returned to her father's estate to protect those she loved. It was done with a heavy heart, but just like she had predicted her punishment was less severe than it would had been if her father had to drag her back to him and his plans kicking and screaming.

More than that--much to her surprise at first---he allowed her son to live among the gypsies without a fight. It didn't take her long to understand why he did this. He decided not to acknowledge Tristan's existence at all. It was a common belief during this time that a woman's womb became tainted after she gives birth to a half-breed. Her womb maintains her child's humanity that steals the magic from any future full-blooded witch child that she might bear. Some families believes this so much that they will not allow one of their own marriage a woman known to have given birth to a half-breed and in some rare cases allow any of their member to marry a member of a family where one of their females are known to have such children. It was a limitation that her father didn't want to face and so he pretended that his daughter never gave birth period.

Tristan had a happy childhood. He was surrounded by a family that loved him, and it was easy to see that he was the apple of his father's eyes. His father made sure he knew about his heritage--all of it. He taught him about the gypsy people as well as his mother's, and why she not a part of his life. There were a few times that he encountered his mother as a child. These encounters were always at a distance and it wasn't until he became older that he learned that the woman whom regarded him with extreme sorrow within her eyes was his mother. He was a clever child---able to pick up on something rather quickly. He was able to learn skills---sometimes difficult ones that took years of training--by watching someone perform them a few times, or in some cases seeing the task preformed only once. His father had thought he hadn't inherited the witch's magic

This wasn't surprising as half-breed such as Tristan had fifty-fifty chance of having witch's magic. His father would be lying if he said that he wasn't glad for this. He knew that if Tristan had his mother's people's magic that he would have to go magical puberty, and that he could potentially die. It wasn't a small chance. It was a big enough one that any parent whom love their children half as much as Tristan's father loved him would have concerns over. It wasn't until his sixteenth birthday that it was discovered Tristan had inherited witch magic. His magic hit him full force when he entered his magical puberty. It might be that the magical puberty turned them on. His father tried to help him during this time, but it became increasingly clear that he needed to be trained by witches. So, a year after Tristan entered magical puberty his father sent him to a smaller family of the Lavoie--one whom didn't hold as strong of a dislike for half-breeds as some--to be trained, or so that was his intention.

Tristan wanted no part of this plan. He knew how half-breed were treated among the clans and refused to go there. Worse, for him, was the feeling of betrayal that he felt towards his father. He had thought that his father had loved him and didn't understand why he would send him live among those that would torture him.The idea that his father would do it because of the love he bore for his son escaped Tristan. He just saw it as his father suddenly deciding that he didn't want him and to make matters worse his people agreed with his father's decisions. Their elder even said that his destiny even laid among the witches. It was a destiny that Tristan believed he knew was waiting for him among his mother's people and it was one he didn't want. So, he decided to run away. He took his belongings and set out into his own. He traveled from place to place never settling in a single place for long.

He was a gypsy after all, he had a wandering soul. One that sought adventures and to explore the world. More than that, he never found a place that felt like home. He made a honest living at first by doing odd and end jobs for the various locals he encountered. Most of these jobs included things like painting a fence or help harvesting crops in exchange for food and/or a bed for the night. It all changed when he found himself accepting a job that had him in the wrong place at the wrong time. The job was a simple one and one he had preformed before. It was a simple retrieve a shipment job. Tristan was told to go the city-state of Mirannis, retrieve a package from one of his employers contact there and bring it back to him. It didn't occur to Tristan that the package he was retrieving held stolen goods, and ones  that the family whom ruled over Mirannis valued greatly.

They learned the location of the pick-up from anonymous tip, and arrived there long before Tristan showed up. It would have been easy enough for them to just take the package and return back home with it, but it wasn't just about retrieving precious family heirloom. It was, also, about catching an notorious criminal and gaining the fame that came with such an act. The anonymous tip had lead them to believe that the package was too valuable for The of Thieves not to pick up himself, and he will be there personally to retrieve the package. It did not occur to them that this was a ruse from the man himself. He understood how the justice system worked in Mirannis, or rather he knew that even if it came to their attention that the man they had wasn't the real prince of thieves they would never admit it once they prosecuted another for a crime.This would allow him more freedom to preform his criminal activities within their city-state and within various others.

They convinced the man whom Tristan was suppose to pick the package up from to betray the prince of thieves and help them capture him. It didn't dawn on them that the men whom worked for the man they wished to arrest was extremely loyal to him and would never betray him unless he commanded it. Tristan walked right into a trap set-up by two groups of people. He was arrest and in spite his protest to the contrary was charged as the prince of thieves. The punishment they gave him was a common one they gave to criminals, and it was to remain trapped within the City-State until of he can pay off the debt of his crimes.The thing was, however, Mirannis had set this up to be a permanent incarceration. A spell was cast to prevent the criminal from leaving until this debt was paid off, and it could only be paid off by honest means. The majority of the citizens would not hire a known criminal and those that would had only their gratitude to give. 

This lack of opportunities forced the condemned to continue down the life of crime, committing far worse crimes than the one they had been charged with and thus increasing their debt until they eventually committed a crime where execution was the only fitting punishment. Many believed that Tristan would walk down this same path---some even hoped for it. They came to the conclusion that the prince of thieves influence over the underground world only continue while he yet breathe, and killing him would not only stop this influence but cement Mirannis as a place for the underground to be cautious off, and eventually outright fear--if they continue to execute their leaders. The real prince of thieves wished for him to eventually find himself executed, but for different reason. He didn't agree that Tristan's death would stop the prince of thieves influence over the underground, but rather seal it by making him a man of legend among them. Both parties were correct on their belief that Tristan would continue down the life of crime, but he didn't become the mindless criminal like they were hoping he would.

He embraced the title of prince of thieves, and wore it like a badge of honor. He learned the thieves' code of conduct. and decided that since he was---as the thieves referred to their 'organization' as--the guild's leader he was more obligated to uphold these code of conduct than anyone else. This meant he could not take a job where assassination was the objective nor could he kill for the simple pleasure of it. He was a thief, after all, not an assassin. This was not saying he did not kill. He did. It was just that the officials of Mirannis could not paint the deed such a way to make him a blood thirsty monster that needed to be slayed. In fact, the less fortune citizens came to love him. He came to provide for them the things that their own government would not. It wasn't just the civilian of  Mirannis he aided, but fellow criminals as well. Those he felt being incarcerated the way he had been was a far too steep of a punishment for their crimes he paid off their debt--often with stolen goods.

Using stolen goods to pay off one's debt technically went against the debt only being paid off by honest means, and the debt collector would not have accepted this payment if the criminal simply went to them after receiving the package of stolen goods. In fact, they probably would be charged with the theft themselves and their debt increased. However, if the criminal returned the stolen item to the person whom it had been stolen from they would often be rewarded and this reward was considers honest earnings by the debt collector. So, Tristan made sure to steal items from owners whom would provide the greatest rewards for their stolen property, at least in ways of paying of the criminal debt. For, Tristan, however, the greatest reward was the happy tears of those whom could only provide those as their gratitude. It wasn't that he enjoyed making others cry, but he knew what those tears represented.

It was this type of reward that helped form his opinions of the upper class citizens of Mirannis versus the lesser citizens. He felt that while those whom had little to provide in monetary ways were more genuine in their gratitude for the aid that someone gave them and thus even if they could only give a simple thank you as payment for this act that it held far greater value than the small or sometimes great trinket he might receive from someone higher upon the social ladder. It was an opinion that he would keep until he met her. She was the oldest daughter of the Duchess of Mirannis, whom ruled over the city-state with an iron fist. Many people claimed that the Duchess was a cruel woman whom got off on torturing those less fortune than her. There were stories how she brought criminals and sometimes those at the very bottom of the social ladder to her chambers where she could play with them at her leisure and according to her please. When she was done with them she would toss their body broken and damaged beyond recognition into the river.

They claimed that she shaped her oldest daughter and heir to be just like her. How true these rumors were was anyone's guess, but the thing he knew he knew for certain upon meeting her was he didn't like her. She was everything he expected someone of her status to be--spoiled with a higher than thou sorta attitude. The only thing she had going for her was she was beautiful, or would have been if her personality hadn't corrupted her appearance inside his mind. The feelings of dislike were mutual. She viewed him as a nothing more than a villain seeking corrupt her beloved city with his filth. However, fate kept putting them in situations where they had to rely upon each other to survive and they came to realize that the other was not as horrible as they thought. Eventually they feel in love. They embraced their love in secret, knowing that her mother would never accept their union, but as some might predict her mother eventually learn of their relationship.

This moment came when Tristan's beloved was discovered to be with child. It didn't take her mother long to discover that he was the father. She was outraged over this news. She didn't want her heir to be carrying the child of a man of such low reputation, and thus she forced her daughter to get rid of the child. This was her punishment for sleeping with someone that her mother hadn't approved for her. However, she felt that Tristan held far greater guilt in the crime than her daughter and thus needed to be punished with more than losing his child. It was for this reason that she decided to take him as her personal slave. She felt that there was no greater punishment for two lovers than to see each other everyday and not be able to touch each other. Too farther cement the idea that her daughter was no longer his the duchess married her to a man whom was very strict on his wives' code of conduct and whom regarded women as subservient to him and his desires.

The Duchess attempt to keep her daughter away from a man that she considered beneath her failed. The two found a way to be together. Their greatest ally within this endeavor was the very same man that the duchess had married her daughter to. He had fallen in love with each, and would help them find ways to spend time together. He was not the only one to develop romantic feelings for Tristan, the duchess came to care for him within that way--a feeling unlike with his beloved's husband he did not share. She thought that with time that his feeling would change and when she discovered that she was pregnant with Tristan's child she thought that would be the thing to help seal his affection. A few weeks after she discovered that she was with child she learned of Tristan's continued relationship with her daughter. She became outright. However, her anger wasn't directed towards the same thing it had been directed towards when they had been found sleeping together.

She wasn't angry that her daughter was sleeping with someone beneath her, but that her daughter was sleeping with someone that was her. The duchess decided that her daughter must die, and that a show needed to be made of it in order to make her people understand what will happen to them if they touch something that belongs to her. The duchess ordered her daughter's husband to kill his wife in the most gruesome way imaginable. He refused. Outraged, The Duchess told him that he would be executed for high treason and proceeded to complete the task she had given him. Tristan managed to break through the bounds that the duchess had placed upon him. and rushed to his heart's aid. It was too, late, however. She had died from her mother's torture. Tristan took her body to his chest and screamed in anguish. He only stopped when he heard the duchess words, telling him that no nothing would keep them after. She than proceeded to tell him that she was with child. She had thought the joy of being a father would have made him forget the grief of losing his heart.

It might have if the woman whom was carrying his child wasn't the very same one whom ripped his heart from him. Tristan grabbed a knife and stab her swollen belly before anyone could utter a sound of protest. He told her as the knife was plunging into her that a life for a life was only justice and when he yanked the knife from her he told her that may her womb forever run dry. He turned from her, allowing her body to fall to the ground. It didn't matter to him if she lived or died from her wounds. He rushed to his beloved side. He begged her to come back to him. He could not exist within the world without her, but his words went upon death ears. He might have sat pleading with her dead body long if it wasn't for the fact that Mirannis found itself under attack. His grandfather had decided to invade the city-state. He had been trying for years to convince the duchess to marry one of her daughters to one of his sons, but she refused.

She didn't think that his sons were good enough to marry her daughters nor did she see the benefit of the alliance he was proposing. It was an insult that his grandfather found he was unable to ignore and decided that the only way he would be able to take Mirannis was by force. His army swept across the city-state bringing destruction with every step. He thought that nothing would stop him from achieving his goal. He reached the main keep without much resistance, and thought that he would rush into the throne room and force the duchess to submit to his will. He entered the throne room as planned, but did not find the duchess sitting upon her throne. Instead, he found Tristan sitting there. His grandfather recognized him. He knew the man standing before him was his grandson. Tristan resembled his mother too much not for him to notice the family connection. 

His grandfather praised Tristan for usurping the throne with as little blood shed as possible, but he should step down from it and allow someone whom knows more about ruling a city-state to take his place upon the chair. Tristan told him that the duchess wasn't died. She had an accident that resulted in the lost of her unborn child, but she should recover and resume the throne of Mirannis. However, he would help the man before him secure the throne if he promised to rule the city in the manner that Tristan dictated. His grandfather refused at first. He said that he wouldn't allow anyone to tell him how he should rule, and that Tristan should aid him because they were family. A claim that Tristan denied. He didn't deny they were related. He acknowledge his relationship with his grandfather, but denied that made them family. Tristan said that family was more than blood. The gypsy people were his family and the people of Mirannis were his family--especially the poorer citizens. 

His grandfather seeing that Tristan could not be convinced with words to join him decided to try to convince him by force. He challenged Tristan in a duel. He told Tristan to face his best fighter upon the field of battle and if Tristan won he would submit to Tristan's will, but if his grandfather's chosen won than Tristan's would submit to his. Tristan agreed, but he would only fight his grandfather within his duel. He told his grandfather that if he wasn't willing to put his life upon the line than Tristan's will was already strong. His grandfather was forced to accept Tristan's terms because not to would mean looking weak in his men's eyes. At first, it appeared that his grandfather was going to emerge victorious, but Tristan quickly pick up his grandfather's pattern ended up defeating him. He stood before his grandfather with his sword against the man's throat and asked him if he yielded.

Tristan's grandfather said yes than proceeded to ask him what his will for Mirannis was. Tristan told him that it was simple. He would rule the city-state like the duchess had not. He would be a fair and just ruler. He would provide the people with their basic needs---food in their stomach, clothes on their back and a roof over their head. He will rid the city of its currant punishment system and ensure that any future punishment will fit the crime. Those whom commit a crime should be given a chance to redeem themselves not be forced further into the life of crime. Tristan told his grandfather that his ascension to Mirannis' throne was carve in blood. He told his grandfather that he will need to pay every family for those that his bloody conquest had taken, and that every life will cost the same--whether the person was peasant or noble. He told his grandfather to decide how much he thought a life was worth. 

His grandfather agreed, and asked him what he thought the fate of the previous ruling family of Mirannis should be. Tristan told him that he didn't care. Kill them. Spare them. He didn't care. His grandfather decided to spare them. Most of them anyways. He said they were as much of a victim of the duchess cruelty as the people of Mirannis was. He didn't spare the duchess however, but what her fate was exactly Tristan didn't know. Some said that his grandfather killed her, and placed her head upon a pike as a reminder to all what happens to those that stand within his way. Other say that Tristan placed a gypsy curse upon her when he stabbed her within the stomach and that she was cursed with immortality and forced to wander Asmiara until the end of time.

Tristan's grandfather not only kept his promise to rule Mirannis in the manner that Tristan dictated, but made Tristan a general within his army. He saw within Tristan a clever mind that he would be a fool not to keep on his side. It wasn't the title of general that Tristan found to be his greatest source of pride. The title that brought him the greatest honor was Champion of Mirannis. It was the title that the people of the city-state gave him for his rule in ending the duchess reign of terror. It was a title that he didn't believe he necessary deserve, but he would not deny the people their joy over being free of a cruel tyrant and giving him that title was their way of celebrating this news. It was an unofficial title at first. One that only the people of Mirannis spread, but eventually people everywhere started calling him it instead his name, and it became an official one.

He helped his grandfather bring the other city-states of the Lavoie clans underneath his control, and it seemed that the man was going to achieve his goal of uniting the Lavoie clan underneath one banner, but than he caught the wasting sickness. Tristan, whom had grown extremely close to his grandfather, watch as the man withered away into a shell of his former self. His grandfather eventually died, and everyone thought that his years of work was going to go down the drain. People begun to fight over whom should succeed him. Everyone had their idea whom the next Lavoie clan head should be, and no one was willing consider another candidate. Tristan not wanting to see his people suffer from this stupidity decided to seize the Lavoie clan for himself.

The End

Those fighting over whom should succeed Tristan's grandfather didn't like this plan. They claimed they knew more than some half-breed what his grandfather's plan--his true plan not what Tristan had corrupted his grandfather into accepting as his dream--for the Lavoie clan had been. Tristan responded by telling them that he didn't care what his grandfather plan was. His grandfather wad dead and his dream died with him. A person should not adopt the dream of the dead simply because they have some delusion of finishing that dead person life dream, but should adopt it because they themselves believe with it and if they do believe it than their version of this dream will be different than the version the dead person held. As for Corrupting his grandfather,Tristan laughed and told them that his grandfather was too strong willed of a man to be corrupted by mere spoken words, and that they insulted his grandfather by claiming that he would be easily swayed to follow a path he didn't believe in.

Once he allowed those words to sink in, Tristan told them if they all could agree upon someone whom should succeed his grandfather more than him to name that person and he would step aside. Of course, they couldn't. They begun to bicker once again. Tristan allowed them to argue amongst each other before stopping them. However, they still refused to submit to his claim. This time they said that he was incapable of hold such a position due to the fact that he was a half-breed and even if that wasn't an issue he didn't have the guts needed to rule over something like that. Tristan had enough. He realized that spoken words weren't going to have an affect upon these people. So, he acted. He told them that he fought to make a better world for his people and he would do whatever necessary to make that dream a reality than he proceeded to kill half of those within the room.  He turned to the others when the task was finished and asked if he still had to complete the task or would they fall in line? They all fell in line.

Tristan swept across the land finishing what his grandfather had started. He united the entire Lavoie clan underneath one banner, but than he drew his attention towards the other clans. They were just as torn by warring factions of their own clans as the Lavoie had been. Their people were probably suffering beneath the tyranny of those whom more interested in their personal pleasure than their people's well-being. Tristan decided that he needed to become king of the witches. It was within that moment he realized he had ascended--whether it was that exact moment his ascension took place or if it happened during a prior moment---it was hard to tell. However, he knew that he was at the right ascension level to seize the throne if he wished to. He could take the throne by force if he wanted to, sweep across the lands of the various witches clans and force them to submit to his will. He decided not to do it that way.  

Oh, he swept across the land, but he did not do it along a path of blood and violence. He brought things to the people of the other clans that their own leaders refused to provide, and in the process gained their support. He sparked rebellions of their own---a desire to unit their own clans underneath one banner, and he helped those he believed were the most deserving achieving that goal. When he managed to help enough people achieve their goal of uniting their clan underneath one banner to secure his position as king he voiced his desire to hold that title. Just as he predicted those whom he had helped were more than happy to support his claim. They believed that he would only continue to make a better world for witches. He ruled over the witches for a thousand years--as every king and queen had done since Sindri first had ascended to the throne. He than step down to wander the world.

Historians claim that he was a good king---a great one even. They said that he managed to unit the witches in a manner that would remain unmatched until Astrea took the throne. No one knows what happened to him after he left to wander the world--as is common with those whom and ascended to king or queen level regardless if they ruled over the witches or not. If they return from their journey it was after they ascended a second time and became a deity. However, they did not assume those whom didn't return had perished during the journey. Countless numbers of things might had happened to kept them from returning to their people. However, for Tristan it was death that kept him from returning home. He had discovered new powers during his travel. One of those powers was traveling in and out of the void. It wasn't just traveling into and out of the void he learned. He came to discover how to use the void to travel from one point in time to another.

It was during one of these travels he came upon a child by the name of  Astrea. This child found herself within a life and death situation and would have been killed if Tristan hadn't decided to intervene. He was fatally wounded in the process, and asked Astrea to stay with him for awhile. He did not want to die alone--even if some part of him believed that is the only way anyone ever dies. He wanted her to talk to him. He wanted to hear her dreams, her fears, her worries. He asked her about her life, and grew sad over what the world had became during the years since he took the throne. His hope, however, was restored when Astrea told him her dream for their people. It was the same dream that he had. He told her as much. He told her that he was a king from long ago and that he hoped she succeeded in her goal than he closed his eyes and never opened them again. 

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