Family Premise
Zarik’s parents weren’t an officially bonded pair. His father (Zalazar) and mother had a volatile relationship built on lustful desperation while on a deep-sea surveying team. When they found out about the pregnancy, Zalazar tried to change their dynamic by joining a trading ship to settle down so they could raise the children together in a more conventional lifestyle.
On the 77th of Zi’da in Arc 699, during a sea storm, Zarik was born the last of triplets. He has two sisters, older by a few minutes. His mother became severely depressed after the birth, having to be coaxed to care for her children. Resentment, which had rooted long ago, only deepened between the couple.
Ages 0 to 7
Early Childhood [Age 0 to 7]
While the triplets grew, cared for by the sympathetic ship’s crew, his parents’ relationship became wildly hot and cold. The couple could hardly stand each other, often fighting in loud shouting matches without care for who saw or heard. On a few rare occasions, the fights turned physical.
His mother gradually recovered from her depression during Zarik’s toddler years but used her children to further her resentment. She trained the children to ignore their father’s wishes, hoarding their innocent attentions and teaching them how she preferred. Compared to his sisters, however, Zarik was poor at managing to pick sides. He wanted both of his parents to be happy with him, not just one.
Zarik was a precocious child that easily charmed the ship crew. He didn’t mind his parents’ strange behaviors, only caring to find adventure wherever he could. At an early age, his favorite thing to do was to climb the ship masts so he could get to the top and stare out in search for land or other vessels, or to watch the sun rise or set, or to get a closer look at the stars. He had a few falls and accidental dunks into ocean waters but recovered quickly from them.
With other children, he often was enthusiastic to play, but his sisters teased and taunted him. They often ganged up on him and their play was rugged, mimicking the violent brawls they occasionally saw among the crew. Still, even when they left him dazed, he loved his siblings a lot and had a happy heart.
When Zarik was 7, it came to light that his mother had been in a relationship with the ship’s captain and it’d been going on, in relative secret, for years. They announced their plans to marry. His father, Zalazar, was shunted to the wayside, no longer welcomed among the crew, and expected to leave at the next port.
Zalazar, resentful of all the work he’d done for the ship in the many years he’d committed to it and being shoved out of what had become his livelihood, jealous of the captain providing the mother-of-his-children with actual happiness, he agreed to leave… but on the next cold night, he stole a landing boat, and kidnapped his son, Zarik.
They navigated through rocky waves, a month being spent on getting out of range from the larger trading vessel. Zarik didn’t understand much of what was going on, told to help with the navigation, and to forget his mother and sisters. While at sea, alone with his father, he heard many bitter rants about the life he’d known on the ship and about other Biqaj. At first, he tried to ask when he’d see his sisters or mother again, but after his father’s reactionary, emotional outbursts, he stopped asking.
Ages 8 to 12
Late Childhood [Age 8 to 12]
Father and son landed on a barren shore, far away from everything they knew before, and they separated from the sea. Zarik struggled with this change. Many nights and days, the boy sobbed in misery of being disconnected from the only life he’d ever known, but his father pressed on – travelling until the sea couldn’t be seen anymore.
They arrived at a town, eventually, and Zalazar started to look for work to provide for them. Zarik had lost a lot of weight during this time, not that his father didn’t try to feed him, but his appetite proved poor. For a few months, his father had him beg on the roads for food and money.
And then, Zarik started to grow. His lanky body stretched out and the foundations for what would become a handsomely effeminate face evolved. They traveled between towns, surviving through banditry, and Zarik started to act as bait to coax strangers into traps, where his father would strike.
It wasn’t a straight-forward affair, as his father found catharsis from the sneak assaults, and Zalazar learned that he could acquire more money and resources by torturing people to tell him where they kept their stored treasures.
Zarik tried to keep away from this side of his father, but he fully knew what he was doing. He knew that most of the people wouldn’t become victims if he hadn’t led them right into the trap. Guilt gnawed at him. The growing boy started to learn how to pick and choose when he would be seen by others versus when he would be overlooked. He learned how to run and hide, as well, sometimes having to escape lawful people who would get suspicious about him.
During this time, his knowledge of the Rakahi language faded and Common became his predominant language. At first, he had a heavy accent, but it gradually faded as he used Common more. His father encouraged this and pushed his son away from Biqaj culture, traditions, and similar, not allowing for any of it.
When Zarik was 12, he stopped his father from attacking an elderly woman who’d followed to help Zarik like all the rest before her. He stood up to Zalazar for the first significant time, holding his ground even though his body trembled under his father’s downward glare. Zarik told him that he refused to act as bait anymore and he hated their life, that he hated the man, and an outpouring of all his sorrows.
His father responded surprisingly. He agreed to stop what they’d been doing. Stealing had become too dangerous as news of their con had spread to other places, preempting their arrival. His father had another idea, one that was much more legitimate than the illegal activities they’d been doing to just barely get by for survival. He promised Zarik things would change.
Ages 13 to 15
Young Teen [Age 13 – 15]
Zarik and his father moved to a large trading town. His father used their amassed stolen wealth to purchase a house and tools to start his new trade. For a while, Zarik didn’t know exactly what his father planned… until he saw one of the rooms converted into a torture chamber.
His father had decided to continue exploring the sadistic affinity for causing pain in other people, taking it on as a trade of interrogative torture. He worked for whoever had the coin to pay, often not caring about the circumstances.
Zarik changed from bait to involuntary apprentice, made to help his father by handling the household chores and errands, as well as helping with cleaning torture implements and sometimes keeping watch over the prisoners while his father went out. While he didn’t like the environment and hated the sounds and smells of torture, he did not want to abandon his father...
His father was the only family he had left. Though he sometimes dreamed of running away to the sea and reuniting with the trade ship, he also felt shame from everything he’d done and seen in the past years. He couldn’t justify allowing himself back to the pure sea. How could his mother or sisters ever accept him if they found out what he’d done for his father and how he abandoned their way of life? He believed that they’d tell him he should have chosen death over being an accomplice. So, he let go of the idea.
And Zarik had seen many facets of his father in their time together. He pitied his father, and despite the sadism, he saw how hard his father worked to provide a good life for him. It was all for Zarik, as his father told him. All because he wanted to keep his son, because he loved him like he loved no one else, and Zarik believed him.
Zarik had a swift growth spurt during these years, surpassing his father in height and becoming awkward because of it. He became active in his off-time, trying to learn how to use his lengthened limbs and tall height. He still enjoyed climbing, scrambling onto rooftops or tree peaks so he could enjoy breezes that would blow through the higher vantage points and watch the sky.
Their life and relation to each other turned for the better toward his 16th birthday. His father often made concessions for his free-spirited nature, as long as he helped with the chores. When Zarik would slack on his duties, his father reminded him of the expected responsibilities with disciplinary snaps of a leather belt.
During this time, Zarik learned more about people. He got fooled a couple times by desperate torture victims who used his empathy to allow them escape or accidentally throwing off his father’s work by providing them with water or food or kindness at inopportune times. The last case of when he was convinced to let someone go, almost resulted in Zarik’s death. The released victim attacked him once freed. His father saved his life.
After that, Zarik tried to be unnoticeable when he’d help his father out. He didn’t want the prisoners to take notice of him anymore and he started to wear masks, hoods, hats, and layers of dark clothing to avoid attention. He, also, started to practice using a dagger defensively in close range… just in case something similar would happen but without the hope of his father arriving in time. For his 16th birthday, his father gave him a better dagger (heirloom) that he still keeps with him to this day.
Zarik had been the one to ask if they could move to Quacia. He’d heard many stories about the place, so many that his adventurous nature had become fascinated with what he imagined it to be. He kept bothering his father about it until finally, his father caved and agreed to move, but only on the condition that Zarik would start to learn the trade. Zarik agreed and his father pierced his ear to mark this agreement.
Ages 16 to 19
Older Teen [Age 16 to 19]
Having saved up enough money through his father’s tradework, in Zi'da 715, the pair moved to the nearby Quacia in The Gleam. Zarik had high hopes, thinking he might even start to make a proper life for himself, one in where he could maybe get out from under his father’s thumb. As like with most teenagers, he’d felt stifled at home and anxious about the future that his father had planned for him.
He started to act out within a season of settling into their new Quacian home. His antics frustrated his father, who thought that Zarik was finally going to get serious about learning the craft of interrogation.
His growth spurt finally stopped at the tall height and he now towered over his much shorter father. Combined with his newly found attitude, his father got desperate to keep him in line. One morning, in late Cylus, his father’s paranoia and desperation took over after Zarik had spent a few trials away from home at a new friend’s place. Zarik returned to promptly be dazed by a mild dose of poison in his breakfast. His father chained him at a work table, one cuff locked on his ankle and the other on the opposite wrist.
Zalazar explained that he couldn’t risk Zarik leaving him. So he brought work to the table for Zarik to clean and sharpen tools, read manuals and notes about interrogation and surgical practices, and help out with miscellaneous tasks. He started teaching his son how to perform torture, using caught rats, then cats, as test subjects and attempted to teach procedures such as breaking bones, tearing ligaments, but Zarik refused most of it… for a time.
Zarik tried to figure out how to undo the locks on the cuffs but got caught early on. His father shortened the chain to his wrist, so his range of motion became more limited. He still spent a fair amount of time trying to figure out the locks but didn’t have much luck.
He stayed like this for all of Ashan and some of Ymiden, living in the corner of the torture room, while his father worked on commissions nearby. Zarik went through a lot of emotions during this time, undergoing a sense of withdrawal from being indoors and refused fresh air. Eventually, he rationalized his father’s fears. He gradually recommitted to his promise, though it took a few different attempts before his father finally believed him.
After he was released from his chains, Zarik didn’t renege on his recommitment. He helped his father a great deal more. While he had started to make friends and connections upon first arriving to Quacia, after his imprisonment, he distanced himself from such things for the time being. He didn’t want to trigger his father’s paranoia again.
Plus, business was booming! The Gleam turned out to be a prosperous place for his father’s trade. Almost all of their profits were spent on upgrading torture implements and upkeep to handle the constant stream of private work. His father started to gain a reputation for being an efficient and non-judgmental un-factioned interrogator. The ruthlessly mercenary attitude of his father attracted a lot of interested clients.
Zarik avoided the clients as much as he could, but eventually his father had him handle any out-of-the-home correspondence, trade-offs, or first meets. He could barely keep up with the demands of his father’s work, having to eek out time for anything he wanted to do in the very early morning hours or the very late evenings.
During this time, his father got so used to sending Zarik out for the errands that the man developed an increasingly debilitating case of agoraphobia. He became even more dependent on his son because of it, reminding Zarik constantly of this.
Age 19 going on 20 / Starting Foundation
Current [19 going on 20]
Despite everything that has led Zarik to where he is now, the young man persists in believing that life has a lot to offer. He doesn’t pity his lot or obligation to his father, glad to still have family, and just feels sad for his father that he wasn’t given a more willing son to take on the tradecraft.
He’s seen a lot of people, in their most desperate states under torture, and he believes that most people are good-natured. Zarik believes that life twists people in strange ways, their evil or bad behaviors influenced by a need to cope with horrors or pressures. He tends to pity other people who act like this… and he can become meddlesome when he is curious about why someone is the way they are or why they are in a situation that he doesn’t understand otherwise.
Zarik has continued to develop his need to hide in plain sight. He covers himself in dark clothing, layered over most of his body, and his gloves and boots are made to ease the act of climbing. He is still learning how to properly climb the buildings and structures of The Gleam and he has his eye on the tallest peak in the place for his goal.
Current Updates
Through Late Ashan into Ymiden 719, Zarik left Quacia to travel north after separating from his husband and discovering his father's death. He traveled along the Orm'del Sea under the capture of Captain Graeslin. He crossed his dreamwalking initiate over in exchange for someone to watch his back and keep an protective eye on. Upon arrival to Foster's Landing in Etzos, he continued with his initiate across during the approach of Lisirra's Plague assault, to Westguard where his adopted daughter died to a plague.
During this travel, he saw horrific things, the death and destruction of a plague-riddled war and the desperation of people within it. These horrid and gruesome images will never leave him. However, he finds a certain degree of relief to know that his initiate also witnessed much of it alongside him.
Through Ymiden to Saun 719, he changed his name to Llyr Llywelyn in an attempt to bury his old name in the new city of Etzos. Not eager to travel again, he has decided to place his support to the city of Etzos, aid in the war, and settle a home in the aftermath.
He has left behind all he knows, and all that he believed, and seeks to build a new life for himself - one that is his own.