|“||Magic is all around us, it is the essence of this world. We as humans do not need gods, we do not need false idols. We are the inheritors of this land, us, my dear Gabriel. This is the wisdom of Ariston.||”|
–Garrick, to Gabriel Everric
"What you learn here will last you a life-time."
Human/Elf; Moon Clan, Iorwerth, Dream of Mah, Icyenic descent
Guildmaster of the Wizard's Guild (Aren Arcane Institute), Patriarch of the Everric
Jet-Black Hair (Silver when Casting), Lime-Green Eyes,Slender, 6'1", 170 lbs.
Garrick Michael "Rik" Everric (Gaehr-rick My-kil Eh-vehrr-rick) is a Half-Elven Battlemage. He is a direct desendant of Ariston Everric, the current Patriarch of the Everric Family as well as being the great-great Grandfather to Gabriel Everric and most of the modern Everric as well. He currently makes his residence in Yanille, Kandarin, serving as both the Guildmaster and Arch-Mage of the Aren Arcane Institute. He is a proud, confident man, being very secretive and very cryptic. Aside from this, he was an adventurer at the start of his life, like many throughout the world, as the bastard son of an Elven refugee and an Everric Mage, he had some liesure to travel about.
Garrick was created and role-played by Matt.
This section covers the biographical history of Garrick Everric
Origin and Early Life
Garrick Everric was born in Yanille, Kandarin in the earlier end of the Fifth Age to the Lunar-Mage, twenty year old Michael Everric and an Elven exile of the Iorwerth Clan named Firia. He was born with Michael's Lime-Green eyes and Jet-Black hair. As a young man, from about the age of five, he was taught how to read, and how to cast a spell by the age of six, to which, it was revealed that when he cast magic, his hair turned completely silver. He was talented, possibly due to his bloodline. And, for a while, he would consistently get into some mischief, like all do, but he always preferred the reading.
As Garrick progressed with his life, he contined travelling along with his parents, and showing his skill with magic, becoming both a performer at twelve, and about six years later, a mercenary for hire. This was not enough for him, and perhaps it was his incredible ambition that kept him going on to travel. Garrick's skill with magic became unmatched in the areas he travelled, which primarily, happened to be smaller towns throughout the continent. After he had reached about twenty, Michael and Firia decided to return home, Garrick wanting to continue his adventures. At this, Garrick was gifted with a new familiar, a cat named Russ, who matched him quite well. Russ was strange, with jet-black fur and green eyes and he was revealed to have a demon within him, named Zoor'Kul, and was able to speak intelligently without an amulet of Catspeak or some other form of translation.
Moon Clan and the Guild
Garrick found this very interesting, and the two became fast friends. Garrick and Russ began travelling North, away from the Fremennik lands and to the Lunar Isles, to which Garrick began his Lunar Trials, learning a few new things about the Moon Clan, and learning some of their ways and magics. About four years later, at the age of twenty-four, Garrick finally realized that he hadn't aged a bit in nearly six years, and he departed the Isles to see his family, along with Russ.
Only a few days later after returning from the Lunar Isle, while staying to the southwest of McGrubor's Wood and north of modern Hemenster, he was placed under attack by a group of five bandits, one was a mage, and went straight after him. Most of the bandits were lightly armored, and they quickly found themselves under the expanding form of Russ, who expanded to the size of a much larger cat (I.E. a Tiger), the skin stretching and revealing red stripes and his eyes changing to a bright scarlet.
Garrick began charging his spells, seeing as it was night time, and began using the darkness to his advantage. His hair began changing into a light silver, he wielded his staff, eyes glowing a mystical amethyst hue. A crooked smile stretched across the enemy mages head, Garrick was quite surprised to see what Russ had just transformed into, only half-surprised, as he had already known that Russ was a demon-possessed cat. He continued to charge, and in only a few moments, a blast of fire was sent out toward his position.
The wind around Garrick shifted quickly, and making use of this, Garrick sent his left hand forth, the non-staff wielding hand, and created a small headlong whirlwind, which made an effective wind-tunnel with the fire, easily allowing it to surge around him and dissipate, along with redirecting the stronger parts of the blast into the trees. Russ charged forth, paws treading quickly along the ground and then leaping toward one of the enemy bandits and then bringing a paw across his face, instantly knocking him out.
The other unoccupied forces, the remaining three, including the leader of the force approached. Russ' follow up was to maul the bandit to death, all he was able to do was scream for two moments, the others seemed terrified, except for the leader of the group and the mage, who was preoccupied with Garrick. Garrick sent off a jet of water, aiming to preoccupy the attention of the mage, who was his elder, and his better by at least two decades. Garrick began to dodge the mage's attacks, running around in a circle to redirect his fire attacks elsewhere, and toward some of the remaining bandits. One bolt of fire hit the armor of the main bandit, melting it just slightly and causing him to be knocked away from Russ.
Garrick smiled, continuing to use his superior agility and stamina to his advantage. He smiled jauntily as he began to tire out the old mage, by this time, Garrick was able to send off his own spells of water, utilizing a change in pressure of the water to make it hard, and throwing it in the form of a spear to the mage's chest. The mage took a moment to realize what had just hit him, standing there arms spread, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he dropped to his knees and then fell face first. The water spear broke apart and then simply left an open wound through the mans heart.
Meanwhile, Russ fought the bandits leader, who, was a rather strong Fremennik Warrior and a man of incredible strength. He caught Russ with the pole of his axe, by the neck and slammed him into the ground, leaving him immobilized. He lifted it up over his head to continue with a killing blow. With this, a fire bolt collided with his chest, burning through a bit of the leathers. This made him stagger back, soon to find that the lanky Garrick rushed soon after, tackling him through a small, nearby tree, the sheer force of them both knocking it over. After rolling a few times, Garrick stopped rolling, as well as the man, they had been separated, Garrick only being about ten feet away from the bandit leader.
The bandit leader stood silently, his axe was left by the tree, and he quickly scoured for it. Garrick's staff had been left far away, the pointed end of it facing towards him, using the basic knowledge of telekinetic magic that was taught by his father to call it to him. The staff began flying towards him, and within a few moments, it found the pointed end lodged within the left eye of the man, who had just picked up the magic. This was, by some spit of luck, and some skill by Garrick.
After a short time, Garrick was breathing heavily, drenched in sweat, he was looking around. He left the bodies, retrieving Russ, who had reverted back into the small cat form that he usually held, taking his staff, the mans large axe as well. He charged a teleport back to Yanille, ending up just outside of the Wizard's Guild. He looked upon it, this was the first time that he was able to look upon its glory in the rising sun. He smiled, knowing it was his destiny to join.
Garrick, not long after his joining of the guild, met Annabelle Cross, a human, quarter-icyenic woman. She had dark, fiery red hair with a set of pale blue eyes and freckles. It seemed that Garrick fell in love, and after some courting and dating for about a year, the two were married and they had their son, Claude.
The Silverkin-Leotrun Feud
Main Article: The Leotrun-Silverkin Feud
A few years into his later life, Aralius Everric had betrayed his father and killed him, spurring the wrath of Aralius' brothers whom he killed as well, and Aralius' sons came after him, and he was sealed away in a prison after his defeat by his own son, Gabriel M. Everric: the Everric's Arch-Mage at the time, in single combat, and then by both Gabriel and the Everric's Vanguard, Rennik Lovell, a second time.
After joining the Aren Arcane Institute, also known as the Wizard's Guild and making a name for himself and starting a family with a girl named Annabelle, a quarter Icyenic woman, Aralius Everric, Garrick's grandfather, escaped from his prison. Garrick was now about the age of forty, he realized how much his aging had slowed, and his son, Claude was a man already.
He found Garrick outside of Yanille and greeted him. "Hello, my grandson." Aralius said, his cold green gaze rested upon Garrick. Garrick, only about thirty at this time, found himself a bit fearful of his man who claimed to be his Grandfather.
"Who are you?" Garrick inquired, less fearful than before, he remained silent, wondering how this young, wild haired fellow could be his grandfather, as Michael and Garrick's uncles had always told him that Aralius was dead.
"I am Aralius Everric, father of Michael, Gabriel and Alexander." He was still cold, the man was withered, and his hair remained wild. Garrick stared at him for a moment before Michael and Firia appeared from a flash of lights, stepping in from almost nowhere.
"Father-.." Michael said as he stared down Aralius.
"My son-.. I was just talking to yours." He smirked before he sent a ball at Michael's chest, which was blocked by a blast of air sent out by Firia. In moments, a magical duel ensued, the clash of magics, dark and regular would be seen, sending what looked to be bolts of lightning and sparks into the air.
Aralius was pushed back due to the work of Michael, Firia and Garrick all working together, but the tide turned when the seal on Aralius' forehead was broken. Aralius' hair became white and his hair fell, he began to wither slightly, but, as the seal was broken an army of undead rose from the forests, walking out from the trees.
It was then that the other living members of the family had appeared in the area, Alexander Everric along with Samantha Leotrun, Garrick's son Claude, Gabriel M. Everric and his son, Cyrus, had appeared from shimmering lights and they prepared themselves for battle. It was at this point that Gabriel and Cyrus travelled straight to Aralius, preparing for combat.
Through countless undead, Gabriel and Cyrus battled, and eventually they reached Aralius, whose whole appearance had changed. After a long battle, Gabriel and Cyrus had been knocked out by Aralus' use of a powerful move, it seemed to make all things around them freeze.
Aralius shed his skin in favor of his Lich Form, a bony creature, still wearing his armour. "I will amass an army so large, I will destroy all of Gielinor. You are strong, my children, but I am the strongest. I am the end-.." He had approached Gabriel to place a hand on him, but it was stopped when Lex Everric hit Aralius in the chest with an ice spike.
The vision faded, and with the family's focus on Aralius, he was pushed back and forced to retreat to avoid crumbling to dust, as the multiple hits he had taken had caused him to begin doing so. They chased him back until finally he teleported off, his entire undead army with him. It was here that Gabriel M. Everric was established as the Grandmaster of the family.
A few years later, all had become silent and peaceful once more, Aralius hadn't made any returns, but, this wasn't the case for long, and Aralius returned, this time with some of the Everric family's oldest enemies, the Leotrun and the Silverkin families and all of their blood, even the originals, Elias Silverkin and Taleborne Leotrun, who were now both Liches. Tamoras, an old enemy of the Everric bloodline had shown his face once more, and he began to raise more dead, an army he had been amassing for ages now.
A small-scale Magical War had been set off, and for six more years, they returned to their battles. During this time, whilst fighting both the Silverkin and Leotrun, Aralius ended up capturing Annabelle. Garrick went after him along with Cyrus and Claude. They slew whoever was in their path, but, in the end, Aralius killed Annabelle, who died in Garrick's arms.
Garrick's rage was set off, and he nearly defeated Aralius, who escaped when Claude had told Garrick to calm down. The Silverkin and the Leotrun had been pushed back, leaving only Tamoras and Aralius, Tamoras had withdrawn mostly from the conflict to plan more and allowed Aralius to lead his armies.
Aralius approached from Yanille's west, a large army, Aralius' final solution, had been amassed. This force consisted of a few small groups of Aralius' followers, all lower levelled mage apprentices and a few of his Tamoras' acolytes. The rest of the army consisted of higher-end skeletons and Zombies. Gabriel led his family into battle.
Alongside Alia, Cyus, Michael, Firia, Cyrus, Alexander, Ingram, Rennik Lovell, Samantha Leotrun and a wary Claude, they fought waves of undead. It was here that Gabriel, Michael and Cyrus had taken to splitting off from the group, leaving the others to fight off the undead while they confronted Aralius. After a long battle of the elements, and Ancient Magic, Michael and Cyrus had been incapacitated, where Aralius and Gabriel continued to fight. Cyrus and Michael had awakened both, the two were beside one another, watching a locked duel between Gabriel and Aralius.
Aralius knew he was losing this battle slowly, and he made an attempt to shoot them both with a powerful bolt of Arcane Energy, a last ditch effort to get rid of the two. The others watched from afar, still locked in combat with Aralius' armies, and eventually they got hold of the mages that were keeping a small force of them alive. Gabriel stood before the beam and released a disruption shield, which held only for a few moments before he was hit with the bolt, it tore through his robes and his heartbeat had increased, a small hole had burned into his chest.
Gabriel faltered for a moment, he knew his wound was mortal. Alexander, Michael, Garrick, Cyrus and the others were powerless to help him. Gabriel placed his hands forth, producing a small glass orb, a sigil had appeared under Aralius' feet, he had been weakened greatly as well by the battle and the use of the bolt. Light erupted from the sigil and Gabriel began to chant, in a few moments, Aralius' withered body reproduced its skin, leaving him withered and nearly without muscle.
Gabriel chanted more and soon enough, Aralius was placed into the glass orb, the orb fell to the floor, the enchantment on it preventing it from shattering. Along with it, Gabriel collapsed on his face. Cyrus and Michael ran to him as fast as their weakened forms could. The rest of the family had seen this transpire, and the rest of Aralius' army had either been defeated or had collapsed.
The rest of the family had rushed to Gabriel's side, Alia took his body in her arms, screaming for him to be live, the tears fell profusely from her eyes. Gabriel's body had shut down due to over-exertion of his magics, and the grevious wound that had been inflicted to him. He lay lifeless in Alia's arms, the rest of the family looked mournfully to him. Rennik took Gabriel's mantle and handed it to Cyrus, who accepted it sorrowfully.
This made Cyrus' personality change quite a bit, and he was soon appointed as the Grandmaster of the Everric by Rennik, the title he believed he had only acquired through the death of his father.
Claude, Garrick's son was bitter over the death of his Uncle, and moreso the death of his mother at the hands of Aralius. Claude denounced magic and stormed off to Misthalin, despite all best efforts of Garrick. Claude cut off contact with Garrick and started a family.
The Beaufort Uprising
|“||The Beauforts were rather foolish to try to face us in the end, they still lost. Though, what damaged they caused us was irreparable.||”|
–Garrick, on the Beaufort Uprising
The Beaufort Dynasty, originally an Ardougnese family now Isles and the Yanillian house of Baronet entered a full-out conflict spanning for two years. It seemed at first the Baronet were winning, but, in the end the Beaufort won and ended up absorbing the Baronet completely, while killing the top aggressors of the family and quelling any thoughts of rebellion.
This had already attracted the attention of the Everric Family, now a prominent family within Yanille and the surrounding southern lands mostly after hearing of the defeat of Baronet, they mobilized their people for combat. The House of Beaufort was a militant family by all means, consisting mostly of warriors and knights.
The Beauforts sent a letter to Cyrus, it was an invitation to a peace summit. So, Garrick had been established as the protector of Cyrus at the time, along with Rennik Lovell and Marcellus Everric traveled along with him. They were greeted by the main camp, and were in the center of it, surrounded by Beaufort and Windham soldiers. Though they were offered wine, the Everric did not drink, they had noted the Black Lion Coat-of-Arms that the Beaufort kept.
The Everric had recently established the Golden Lion as their own, and it had been made clear to them that the Beaufort didn't truly want peace. Not long after, Gerard Beaufort came into the back entrance of the commander's tent and shot Marcellus in the spine, killing him instantly. This started a heavy skirmish that resulted in the deaths about ten of the Beaufort's soldiers by Rennik Lovell and Cyrus with incredible ease.
They would have continued there, but, they had a dead man with them now and the rest of the Beaufort soldiers ready to shoot them. They teleported off, this would be one of the few times that these members would actually take part in actual combat as the runes were expensive and scarce. After returning home with the dead Marcellus, the group pulled the bolt from his spine, knowing he was already dead.
Cyrus called together the family and once gathered and Cyrus explained the circumstances of what had happened at that summit. The family, stil rather small, called for war and called for the aid of their allies. Cyrus, a Blackthorn by birth, went to find them himself and to the Castle Thorn, south of Yanille, he traveled.
He spoke with his Uncle Tyrion Blackthorn, who was now nearing his seventies, his aging slowed by his own questionable means. Tyrion welcomed him happily and after a few nights of speaking and drinking, they finally agreed to retrieve the Cross family together and request aid. They did so and spoke with Alister Cross who agreed to help them, bringing their armies to Yanille.
The Beaufort prepared their armies and marched towards the Castle Thorn, prepared to fight the Blackthorns. The Blackthorns held out for a few days and finally had prepared enough to make an attempt at breaking the siege. The Blackthorn soldiers under Armand Blackthorn sent out their forces in attempt to break the siege, and it had worked at first, but another force had marched onto the hill, more Beaufort soldiers. They broke the attack and routed the Blackthorn troops and chased them off to Yanille where they camped outside, during the confusion, Armand was killed.
The Beauforts now had a castle to call home. Amaund Beaufort arrogantly named it the Beaufort Castle or the Beaufort Fort. They prepared their large force and continued to prepare for a month. It was by this time that Rennik Lovell, Grand-Sentry of the Everric, had performed a powerful, yet draining, ritual in Lovell Tower, leaving him at a low amount of physical energy.
Commander Francois Baronet led the Beaufort and Windham forces to Lovell Tower, the next spot on their map. It was the largest structure in the area and they wanted it. They were met by a lone Rennik Lovell who faced the army with outstanding and what everyone thought to be, crazy courage. Rennik prepped himself for combat, and sent out a Wind Surge, which knocked away a large portion of the Beaufort Armsmen and killed a few that had fallen upon their own spears.
Rennik, although he was weakened and drained, was still an extreme force to be reckoned with. Rennik continued to fend off the army until he couldn't any longer and he teleported off, leaving the Beaufort forces beaten, battered and broken. However, Lovell Tower was still left alone by Rennik, who had retreated back to Yanille. They found that the Lovell Tower would only serve as a nice fort, there were little to no rations in it.
The Everric heard of this attack and mobilized quickly. Under Ingram, the Everric soldiers marched into battle along with Galen Everric. Instead of being met by Beaufort forces, they were met by the Windham, who still had a much larger force. The forces split in two, the battlemages were led into combat by Galen and they broke the immediate lines before fighting their way to Geoffrey Windham, the force's commander.
After a short skirmish between Geoffrey's bodyguards and the Battlemages, Galen drove Geoffrey's own blade through the man's chest with little effort. Ingram's forces had held out, but, atop the hill once more were the forces of Beaufort and Baronet atop the hill, led by Francois Baronet.
They charged Ingram's forces and forced both Galen and Ingram back, the forces were pushed back once again with little effort and Ingram and Galen were left safe, though, they had lost a good portion of their men in the retreat, forty percent. The two approached their family once more and they were welcomed, everyone was just happy they were alright.
Now while the Blackthorn, the Everric and the Cross gathered, two of their own began to gather their own supporters. These two were Merrick Everric and Veron Blackthorn, the two prepared a strange plan, and, every night Merrick disappeared to pursue his relationship with Marie Beaufort, a true jewel of the lands. All had gone silent from the Beauforts, everyone thought they had been preparing for more war.
The Blue Wedding
For two years, Merrick pursued his relationship with Marie, and she loved him back. Although Marie believed the relationship was shrouded in clandestine, Cyrus, Rennik and other members of the Everric had known of it due to the information given by Merrick. None could know what Merrick was planning, they just wanted the boy to be happy thinking that it might be cause for peace.
Amaund did not disagree, he thought it would help create peace and then eventually get him to be able to gain control of Yanille. With the blessing of Amaund and Cyrus, Merrick and Marie had scheduled their wedding, and Amaund set it up, allowing for them to be wed in Lovell Tower. Everything was made nice by the Courts Battlemage, Avril Beaufort, who was both a Nature Mage and a Pyromancer.
The Lovell Tower was made rather beautiful, people reveled and the soldiers had been sent back to the Beaufort Castle for only the day. The Beaufort and the Windham had already gathered, awaiting the Galen's family's arrival. Though, Galen had told them that they couldn't make it; Amaund was slightly annoyed at this, but, he decided the wedding should go on anyway. But, soon enough, a group in Blue Robes, the "Everric Family" had arrived, fifteen men and women travelling as couples along with the Priest.
And so the wedding went on at the urging of Amaund and the two were wed under a Guthixan Priest, it was Veron Blackthorn, his piercing cerulean eyes had been watching their enemies. After the main ceremonies, the happy couple approached Amaund. Merrick quickly pulled a dagger, the last thing he had spoken that night, "The Everric pay back their debts" and he drove it into Amaunds chest, missing his heart.
Amaund fell as Merrick pulled it from his chest, bleeding heavily. This ignited the battle between the Everric-Blackthorn loyalists and the Beaufort family as well as the Windham found themselves in combat. Personally, Merrick had slain both Martin Windham and his newlywed wife, Marie when they had attacked them. Gerard Beaufort and Veron fought each other and mortally wound one another, only after Veron had slain several of the guards presiding the ceremony.
It was this moment that almost everyone from both sides had lain on the floor, slain. Merrick stood, covered in blood, breathing heavily. He fought finally against James Windham, and he had nearly slain him as well. Merrick stood over him, though, it wasn't to be and he was stabbed by Amaund, who had been bleeding. James thanked him solemnly and wrapped his wounds helping him out. This small bit of peace didn't last long, everyone who was once living, was slain and Amaund was paranoid. Once he had gotten some of his strength back, he stabbed James to death in his sleep.
Amaund returned to the Beaufort Castle and prepared his fortress, fearing the retaliation of the Everric, all that was there to greet him were his soldiers and his men at arms and knights. This was all he needed, he thought, even when his family and his allies had drowned in blood. The Everric found the tower once again, cleaning up and holding a large-scale funeral for those fallen at that battle, placing their own fallen into their "Vault."
The Long Night of Solace
|“||Our fires lit up the night, banners of blue and gold and their standards flew high above our troops and we descended upon them. It was time they learned what the name Everric truly means.||”|
–Galen Everric, on the taking of Beaufort Castle
Beaten and broken, confined to Beaufort, Amaund waited and waited for something to happen. All was silent in his Castle, the screams of his family rang through his head. All he had done, everything he had accomplished was slipping through his grasp. It was the first time he thought that the castle he sat in was made of sand rather than stone. He would soon be correct, Amaund's enemies were marching to the castle, led by Ingram Everric, Galen was at his side along with Revan and Stannis Blackthorn. By the hundreds they descended upon the Castle, firstly, the camps outside of the Castle were taken down with relative ease, even those who weren't taken by surprise were easily slain by a sword or an arrow.
One by one, they fell, by the hundreds, their camp was destroyed and burnt. They continued onto the Castle, destroying the walls with a few powerful wind waves and surges from the mages there, the outer walls of the castle collapsed. Into the keep they traversed, Galen faced off against Francois Baronet and ended up killing him, once again with his own blade and driving it through the man's chest. Revan had returned to his usual stance, this was his first major conflict and he seemed to be enjoying it... Almost too much, one by one and then two by two men fell to his blade, and to his spells.
They stormed the keep after busting down the doors, Ingram led the way and they fought their way through a few different varieties of surviving soldiers, each one was slain quickly. Ingram had yet to draw his blade, yet, finally they reached the room of Amaund Beaufort and he was already armoured, prepared to fight. Ingram was only in a thin set of robes. Amaund had challenged him to a duel, to which Ingram had readily accepted, and Ingram used a few little tricks.
After their blades had locked for the first time, Ingram pressed down on his hilt and spun his blade about before Amaund's sword flew away. Amaund stared at Ingram with his brown eyes, the fierce bright green eyes of Ingram stared deeply into Amaunds, seeming to put Amaund in a trance-like state for a few moments. It was then that Amaund snapped out of his trance-like state, however, it was too late. Ingram's hand had glowed an eerie green before it sunk into Amaund's chest.
Ingram ripped his heart out and allowed Amaund to watch for a few moments before it crumbled to ashes in his hand. Amaund crumbled to his knees and fell to the floor, lifeless. He was unable to say a word as he spoke, as he had lost his thoughts at seeing his own heart and his life slipping away. Ingram shook his head and then walked away with a shake of his hand. Galen followed soon behind, taking off Amaund's head and placing it atop a spike, his body soon followed, carried by Revan. It was placed aside Francois, who had received the same fate.
The Castle was ransacked, everything was taken, and all of the armor and weapons? They were salvaged and sold for gold, taken from the bodies. The bodies had been tossed into the castle and burnt along with it, the banners were torn down and burnt on the spot. None were spared, none who occupied that castle that day survived. Ingram rode away along with Galen, back off to Lovell Tower, their forces in tow.
Garrick, after teaching Gabriel some magicks, teaching him alongside Garth Aren for three years, Garrick secluded himself from the family again for a short time, except those within Yanille, those being Evelynn, John and Allannah. He continued to watch over them for the next year, to which Gabriel returned, and they greeted each other warmly. Sadly, Gabriel had bad news, and it was that Arkaevum had struck a deal with Malphos. Gabriel yet lingered in Yanille for a short time, before returning to Varrock to scout around. Garrick teleported to the Everric home, finding himself already nearby to Arkaevum's bedroom, with Julie there. He greeted his great-great grandchildren, Arkaevum and Ravalan, and he soon removed the curse of Malphos.
With it, Garrick returned to Yanille again, watching over a meeting between Samantha Leotrun and Allannah Everric, one of his great-great grandchildren. He stood, arms folded behind his back intently as he watched from the wall and they fought a couple of Ogre's.
Garrick, a few days later watched over a group of the Rovins come to take Elijah and Dylan Rovin back to Hemenster, with Kota and Destro Rovins arrival. Garrick stood there, being normally brooding, and petting Russ, who asked about the Rovins presence there.
A few days later, Ravalan was sent to Garrick, Garrick introduced him to Russ. Garrick greeted his great-great grandson, one of many, rather warmly. Russ was a bit sarcastic watching as Garrick taught Ravalan something about Necromancy and raising his dead squirrel. He brought forth Aralius Everric, Garrick's own grandfather, a practitioner of Neromancy and a servant of Tamoras.
Personality and Appearance
Garrick is a powerful, cryptic, magnetic person. He is a very deep thinker, with most of that thought being emotional depth. Even so, he has learned how to suppress that when needed, and show a more apathetic side. He is confident and very intelligent. He is a very fast learner and an excellent strategist and tactician.
Garrick stands at 6'1", and bears very defined facial features and pointed, slightly-larger-than-human sized ears. His cheekbones are high, his facial features are very defined, sharp, narrow, and his eyes are slightly smaller than most, as well as him having a slightly rounded nose. He has lime-green eyes and jet-black hair, like all Everric. His face is surprisingly free of scars, and despite being over a hundred years old, Garrick still appears very young due to some questionable techniques, and his heritage, and looks to be only in his early thirties.
- Chris Aren- Chris is an old colleague of Garrick's, and Garrick's boss. Garrick, ever since their first meeting, has had unwavering respect for Chris' resolve, skill and ambition, to which, Garrick shares in the ambition and thirst for knowledge.
- Gabriel Everric- Gabriel is Garrick's great-great grandson, and one of Garrick's newer students. Garrick is astounded by Gabriel's abilities, and sees Gabriel as one day being his better, and many others.
- Ariston Everric- Some of the notable bits and pieces of Ariston's history had been kept, as well as his teachings. Although Garrick has never met Ariston, he values Ariston's teachings and follows their ideals.
- Russ- Russel or Russ, is Garrick's closest and oldest friend, in reality a demon by the name of Zoor'Kul, differing from a Hellcat, as he can alter his size to match that of a modern day tiger.
- Arathorn Everric- One of Garrick's great-great grandsons, and a formerly public student, now secretive private student of Garrick. Garrick tries his best to guide Arathorn down the right path, as well as his other descendants.
- Michael Everric- Michael is Garrick's father, and the two have a pleasant relationship, as in the past, they fought alongside one another to defeat Aralius, Michael's father, and Garrick's grandfather. They have remained rather close ever since.
- Claire Everric- Garrick's granddaughter, and the mother to Robert and Eden, she serves at the Institute.
- Robert Everric- Robert Everric is Garrick's great-grandson who serves under Garrick at the guild.
- Garrick's name comes from the German, Garr meaning "Spear" and Rick meaning "Power".
- Garrick's favorite colours are blue, purple, red and black, and he dresses similarly to members of the Aren family.
- Garrick was once considering to become a Zarosian, Zamorakian or even a Galethornian under Chris, but he decided against those and went for Godless, as he found that Worshipping any seemed to be slightly pointless.
- Garrick's hair changes to Silver when casting higher levels of magic, and he prefers to use Ice Spells.
- When he is in need to be hidden, Russ is held within Garrick's amulet.
- Garrick, like his ancestor Flavia Everric, is a Half-Elf mage of significant power.
- Garrick's wand, Ligno Mortis, belonged to his ancestor, Orion Everric, the son of Ariston Everric.
|The Everric Family|
|Living Members: Gabriel Everric, Michael Everric, Lucifer Everric, Cyrus Everric, Garrick Everric, Ingram Everric, Claire Everric, Galen Everric, Revan Everric, Caeden Everric, Caviness Everric, Robert Everric, Ariston Everric, Eden Everric, Arathorn Everric, Kristina Everric, Jade Everric, Griffen Everric, Caedmon Everric
Adopted: Wade Pierce, Janelle Everric
Deceased: Kali Pierce, Richard Everric, Lynette Everric, Blaez Everric, Niki Everric