Amyas

Triton, Celestial Warlock
Soldier

Bonjour, 

I am Mazikeen, I am going to tell you about Amyas because I think you should know. And because he will never tell you, for it is inefficient to dwell on the past.

He was born into a normal triton family, respecting the duty of protecting the lesser species. His father is a great warrior, having risen through the ranks of the Boros guild in order to further our glory. Much like his father before him and his father before him. 

For seven generations, the family has served as my hands and eyes on the plane known as Ravnica. I espied in him the drive and courage that would see him through to a rank that had been out of the grasp of the family for long. He could become… Blade of the Legion. 

But then, could his mother understand the place of the woman in a family and could she see the greater purpose for which I had chosen these men? Non, she could not. So when Amyas had reached his third birthday, she defected, she left. Forsaking the familial unit and quand même leading to the eventual defection of Amyas’ sister Giselle to (of all things) the Gruul. 

At the age of five, Amyas was brought forth for initial testing by the legion and turned out to have an amazing aptitude for spellcraft. So I decided to take matters into my own tentacles and gave him a couple of minor spells. These would help him to obtain outstanding results at the academy. While he was there, he met a pair of other cadettes that seemed of a similar capacity for greatness and was soon grouped with them for the routine exercises. 

As was to be expected, he graduated highest honours. After, he got an interesting first posting, one of many, I am sure. Now all he wants and all he could ever want is to be the world’s greatest, the Blade of the Legion.