#gaelrich

While Sylvari were generally frowned upon by most, mordrem minions seemed  to be alright in the eyes of many. While he was not a fan of the harsh sun and sands he could not deny that there was much to learn out in the silverwastes. Which is why he hired two very bright, very naive plants to get one for him. he knew being in the priory would help him in some aspect eventually...he just didn’t expect a small, orange plant such a Gaelrich to reside there. He was knowledgeable beyond his days about the mordrem and often spent his time there or in Orr, thinking up devastating ways to bring down the Risen. Gaelrich, of course, did not seem too happy to bring back a mordrem minion but Tylliand, a young sapling, but older than Gael seemed all too happy to lend herself to the cause. 

Now if only they would shut up. It was worse enough he had Sippsi as his apprentice. how he ended up in a room full of idiots never ceased to amaze him. but as always, they made themselves useful while he stared down at the dissected petal of what used to be a mordrem hound’s mane. His claws tapped on the metal of the table before he reached out, a holographic screen showing itself. He didnt other to stare at it, knowing the diagram he had made of the minion had progressed far more than his diagrams of sylvari from his days in the inquest. Still, the creature was no less interesting and all too similar to Sylvari in general. He gave a long glance to the small orange engineer with his big black eyes fixated on his flamethrower, tweaking it quietly. Tylliand did not stay behind to watch Kykks as Gael did. She knew Gaelrich from passing in the Silverwastes too many a time, but her place was with the Vigil. Her life was constantly keeping the minions at bay in the Maguuma Wastes. The Asura could not be happier, really, her Reef Drake was too large to keep in his lab and her spider, while she claimed it to be friendly, gave him the chills. 

Sippsi apparently sensed his thoughts and made their way over to Kykks with some notes. “So, like, I found these flowers--some call them daylilys...Iunno if they’d, like, be similar to those hounds but, like, they sure look a lot like them.” Quieter they added. “...Maybe...like...mordrem can tell us more about sylvari?” While Sippsi was a half-wit when it came to biologic chemistry, they knew enough about nursing sylvari back to health what they looked like inside. Unfortunately. Kykks knew the smaller Asura was giving the disected mordrem a long glance behind those dumb round sunglasses of theirs. Snatching the notes away and into his own hands, Kykks sighed and gave them a quick look. “We shall see. Gaelrich--deepest apologies. I know you’re aquiring some...well earned time to re-calibrate your flamethrower or whatever it is you do with it, but I’ll need another mordrem.” 

Argylwood has been captured by the NMC before and is one of the reasons he doesn’t go near the swamp or touch TA at all. He was freed as well as a bunch of others before they could be hurt too bad by Phiniadel, a Guardian who has devoted her life to slaying her own kind if only to keep the Nightmare from reaching the Dream. She’s good friends with the anxious thief and often acts more like an older sister figure for him in his times of need when he can’t find Clove. While Argyl is about 20 years old, Phiniadel is a secondborn and has her own rehabilitation center in the grove for salads who have been captured and tortured by the NMC--especially sylvari who return from Twilight Arbor. 

Manyeullan also knows Phiniadel, though for very different reasons. The two have fought on more than one occasion and Many has tried to flirt with her just about as much. He’s given her one or two scars but she’s definately given him one that not only infuriates him but also suceeds in make him a bit hessitant to fight her anymore. Many is 7 years old. A wee bab compare to her, but no less weak. Many has also met Argyl. Unfortunately Many was not as fortunate as Argyl to be saved in time. Many also knows Vyridnith--a little too well, if you ask me. 

Tillula knows Argyl, though she doesn’t give him much mind despite having been Crafty’s “Mentor”. She can hardly deal with one thief let alone two. She does however know Sippsi. They attended the same college, though Sippsi was very well known for being the bottom of their class--though she’s very helpful when it comes to Sylvari and non-tech stuff such as biology and her knowledge of fauna and flora.

Gaelrich, though he doesn’t care to remember, has had a nasty run in with Many and though both made it out without scars, Gaelrich definitely left a mark on the ele’s memory because you can’t exactly burn everything to the ground and go unnoticed by the NMC. Gael is only about 3 months old as of right now. 

Tylliand and Phiniadel know each other very well. While Tylliand is only about 2 years old, she easily understands the guardian and her boisterous way of speaking fits Tylli’s bubbly personality rather well. Phini is like a mother figure to her and inspired her to not only join the Vigil, but go to the Silverwastes and use her skills to try and defeat Mordremoth. 

Look at this thing i just drew

I'm really proud of it hhhah

Lil' babby Mordrem Engi Gaelrich 

Manyeullan

"Everything has to burn." 

Nobody is exactly sure how Manyeullan got anywhere in the NMC but it's very clear he knows what he's doing--even if he is a big bratty sprout. Which might be why he's a Knight stationed in Twilight Arbor (formerly in Sparkfly Fen). However, it's more often than not that this asparagus uses his charms after he's gotten himself in a mess instead of before hand. Everyday is like a chore to him if he has to recruit saplings and in actuality he's almost never found in TA. Instead he runs around proving his worth by sneaking himself into CoE and AC (which also might explain his use of non-sylvari clothes).  Sneaky, backstabbing, and whiny, Manyeullan will worm himself out of any bad situation e comes across--and proceed to whine about it if he can get even the slightest pity. But that doesn't mean he's weak. In fact, he's quite smart and charming if anyone would let him be, but he knows the NMC isn't going to give him a lick of what he wants until he makes it to the top. He has a love for cooking for his own reasons and has a very band tendency to set other NMC saplings on fire. On purpose. Even against all of the verbal abuse he recieves he has a huge ego and doesn't forget to remind people how he got to where he is now. 

Glyphik

"What? I said it was a joke..!" 

Glyphik has loved robots and inventions of his own creations since his progeny days and for someone who has joined the Inquest he doesn't seem like such a bad guy. Until he starts rambling about his projects, at least. He likes to joke around and stick his nose into his cousin Tillula's projects. Of course, Twi, her mentor, isn't safe from his nosy nature, either. He's not the sort to steal like Teyo, but he does like to get inspiration where he can find it. He's tall and rough and tough (as far as Asurans go) and likes to laugh when he can. He takes great pleasure in beating up whoever he can when he can. 

Glyphik was one of the smartest in his College and tries his best to uphold that fact, unlike his cousin. When he isn't running off to find animals and other races to experiment on, he's in his lab working on a golem or two. Though more often than not they're golems that are made to pick up after him as he is the messy sort of chaotic genius. They're also useful for cleaning up blood from the floor--at least he jokes about. Though by the way he likes to mention it it's clearly true. He's brutal and scheming and that's probably why out of all the progeny he has had, he never gets a single one of them. 

Gaelrich

"You have a lot of badness in you for someone so small."