Zeyal Melso
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Description
Zeyal Melso, loyal member of Defenders of the Blackblade.
Formerly known as "fatty" by Griphyne Of Nor
Commonly told to go to Guild Wiki by Calliara Blackheart
Locations
- Guild Hall
- On the boat of Wizard's Isle
- Southern Shiverpeaks
- Fisherman's Haven
Skills Used
- Unknown - he's never used any to date!
Items Dropped
- Zeyal's Chicken Drumstick - Rare!
- Zeyal's Black Moa Bird - Rare!
- Zeyal's Frozen Bone Bow
- A pair of frozen boots
- Quiver of broken arrows
- Zeyal's Natural Bow
- Rope used to tie his hair
Notes
- Drumsticks are rare due to Zeyal's massive loss in weight and type change!
- The Black Moa Bird will ravage anyone who tries to hurt Zeyal. Where he found it, no one knows but it is rumoured that during his time away from DotB he travelled to Cantha and befriended the Kurzicks and captured it on a quest and has travelled with it ever since.
History
When Zeyal first joined the guild, at the invitation of Calliara Blackheart, he was a big and bulky warrior with some elemental skills that usually got him killed in a fight. It wasn't until much later in his journey that he began to use his brain and begin to use skills to help his warrior capabilities and begin to tank better. However, even this was not to last.
Upon joing Defenders of the Blackblade, Zeyal found it hard to work with Griphyne Of Nor and went to such extreme lengths to put up with him. Mostly it was his constant rambling and lazyness that annoyed him, but Zeyal hated to be called fat and when Griphyne noticed that, it became his mission to call Zeyal fat every five seconds. It was during a mission that Griphyne did this that Zeyal left the team and the guild altogether to change and become something, and someone, completely new.
He lived in the Shiverpeaks and trained himself under the hardest conditions to prove Griphyne wrong and be someone that couldn't be teased and who people wanted to work with. It sort of worked.
A year later, Zeyal returned to the Guild Hall on the Wizard's Isle. Ravaged by the cold and terrors in the Southern Shiverpeaks, he clutched a frozen bone with a string attached to it as a bow. His swords had been found on the shores of the Guild Hall weeks before and he refuses to wield them, claiming to be a sure-shotted Ranger. His physically appearance, now much leaner and more athletic resembled that of a Ranger, as did his clothing and weapons he carried and when asked to demonstrate his new skills he did so with ease.
Rejoining the Guild itself was another matter. Zeyal had been void of human contact for a year and found it very hard to connect to anyone, especially his closest friends from a year ago and spends a lot of his time resting on the boat moored at the Guild Hall, or back at the Shiverpeaks, which he calls his home.
Whether or not this eases with time, no one knows. What is known is that in times of crises, Zeyal will always be there to help...but no one knows what to expect from him...if he does himself!
