Editing Character:The Shining Lord of Gold and Ivory (section)

==History==
Shining Lord of Gold and Ivory was born as a young boy called Son of Honor and Bravery in a mid-sized nation in the Scavenger Lands. His father, a High Captain of the local king was a well known war hero who had once fought alongside and received praise from the terrestial exalted of Lookshy after he successfully led the charge of the god-blooded Iron Tyrant's rearguard, preventing his escape and ensuring his defeat at the Battle of Three Oaks. It was therefore not suprising that his sons and daughters were expected to become proficient fighters themselves, and his fourth child and first son would be no less.

However, while his sisters had proven themselves more than promising students in the martial field at a young age, their brother did not have the same aptitude for combat. He did however show a high level of quick and advanced thinking and would soon learn to beat even his oldest sister in the most advanced theoretical wargames. But this was not quite enough for the father, who disappointed started hiding away his son.

And in this way Shining Lord of Gold and Ivory could have ended, had it not been for the child's tenacious curiosity and thirst for more knowledge. He soon learned to evade his father and snuck out of his apartments in the castle for exploration. It did not take long before he found his way to the palace library, where he was received by the old lady taking care of the books. She too had come from a very demanding family, and it had taken many years for her to find her true calling in the written works. She taught the boy how to read and write and as much she could from the books. She soon noted, however, how her own skills and knowledge proved outmatched and simply kept an eye on him as he strolled around the library picking out and reading whatever struck his fancy.

It was there the boy's life would change one day when he met a person he had never seen before in the library. The man was odd, dressed like one of the many alchemists and thaumaturges that visited the castle, but there was something off... with him, an aura of power, a sign that this man was not a fake hedge-wizard, but a true sorceror. These exact words were ofcourse not what the boy would have said in the moment, but they give a realisation to what he thought. Furthemore what made the man special was that he talked to him, most "wise-men" simply ignored him, when they didn't complain about his presence or call him "brat". But this man went up to the boy, asked him who he were and what he was doing here. The boy, polite as he had been taught, answered and said he was here to learn things, as his father had become disappointed in his skills at arms. The man proceeded to ask who the father was and upon receiving the reply he nodded silently.

The two spent a couple of hours talking, the man finding out what the boy knew and testing his mind with games and experiments of thought. When the sun was falling down in the west the man told the boy to return to his home, his family was surely missing him. The boy paused for a second, unsure, not only if his family would be missing him, but his father was expecting an important guest this night and the boy had detected that his own presence was not expected. Upon seing the boy doubt, the man told him again to go home, firmer this time, and the boy did so.

He easily snuck back into his room, undetected, and if he had been missed there were no signs of it. As the time passed, no-one came to prepare him for the dinner, so he assumed he had been right in his judgment of his father. It was not until a while later, when the party had most definitely moved into the dining room, that a servant knocked on his door, saying that his presence was required at the table immediatly. Suprised the boy quickly dressed in whatever decent clothes were in arms reach and hurried along.

Once in the dining room apart from his parents and siblings there was the guest of the evening, who turned out to be the very same man he had met earlier in the day. It turned out that the man was a sorceror from the south, whom his father had gotten to know and respect deeply in a recent campaign. It was the man who had made his father call him out to the dinner and for once the son was allowed to sit with his family with guests. While the man had questioned the boy earlier in the day, this time it was the father's turn. The man asked the father of all possible things about the boy, and at the end the man proposed something the boy had never even dreamt of, that he would follow him back to Nexus and become his apprentice.

Two days later the boy packed some of the most interesting books he had not yet read in the library and what little he had in the ways of possessions, took farewell of his family and followed his new master to Nexus. This was the last time the boy saw them. The trip back could have been called uneventful, but hardly for the boy. The world was new and open to him and during the travel back to Nexus the boy felt his curiosity tenfold and the realisation dawn on him how little he knew.

For seven years the boy would study thaumaturgy and occult, preparing for one day learn to master the elements of sorcery. This proceeded and became a repetitous daily routine until one day his master asked him to go on a special mission. He would retrieve a number of leaves of a rare flower needed for a slightly more potent variant of Sweet Cordial that he was experimenting with. As the leaves had no value in itself and no-one but the master himself knew of their possible use, they were impossible to find in Nexus, and since the master did not trust anyone else, it became on the young apprentice to do the task. The boy left the city, heading for his destination, across the river and further north. Traveling alone and spartanly the boy walked along less traveled roads to avoid notice from his master's rivals.

It was thus that the boy came to be walking along a hillside in the evening as he heard a cry for help. Looking down he saw a young woman fleeing from a band of mounted bandits. Now the imperatives that his father had drilled into him kicked in and he felt unable to leave the woman for herself, his situation hopeless or not. At the same time he decided and took a step in the direction of the band and woman the sun broke through the clouds and burned a mark into his forehead. A burst of sudden realisation opened up his mind and his body was filled with light. Perplexed the bandits halted, looking up the hillside and a couple of seconds later they were no more.

When the boy retrieved himself from what had happened the young woman was nowhere to be seen. In fact, there was not a living soul in sight. Yet the boy was not alone, he could feel it. After spending a couple of minutes looking around he made camp, and decided to spend the night trying to sort everything in his head out. He knew now that he was a Solar Exalted, and who and what he had been before. He could feel unimaginable power at his fingertips and decided to return to his master the next day to see if he knew more about his situation.

When he shortly after arrived back in Nexus he found his master disappeared. Not only he himself, but also his workshop and home. And when he asked the townspeople, even his master's fiercest rival, no-one knew of him. After finding his possession in a "lost-and-found" box in the dinghy inn that was where his master's home had been he sat down to think and wonder. That was when the Shing Lady in Gold and Ivory introduced herself.

The Shining Lady in Gold and Ivory was the exaltation's past life right before the Ursupation. In a last desperate act to survive when the Sidereals and Dragon-Blooded had approached her Ivory Tower, she quickly put in practice a spell she hoped would preserve her conciousness and memories on her exaltation shard. She had not counted with the fact that the new body she would exalt in already had a conciousness, however. She had thus spent the last few days trying to make out who she was in and recovering strength so to manifest herself.

Following the advice of his new constant companion Lord of Gold and Ivory started making his way back to the Golden Cave, the Lady's second hideout which no-one but herself had known about. There he gathered the supplies that had been left there and studied as many of the works he could (with tips and instructions from his mental companion). As this time passed the differences between the two became more and more apparent. While both turned out to be rather rash and hot-headed, the Lady showed to be more concerned with direct results and acheiving the goal than the Lord, who rather felt the pain of the people and who was not as willing to sacrifice all for the sake of success.