Tybolt Tymphone Model Sheet by @klawzie (Chella Reaves)

For this round of the Private Exchange (PE), we were supposed to create a character based off of the traits we were assigned (and everyone was given different ones. :) ). Tybolt practically leapt off the page and into my brain. He's made a rather nice home there.

Race: small race (fairy) Hair color: strawberry blonde Eye color: orange Skin tone: normal caucasian Primary outfit color: blue Background/Past: Was given an item of significance in his/her youth by an unknown person Misc: rarely smiles collects a certain type of object which holds special meaning for him/her tribal tattoos scar on neck

More info: Tybolt Tymphony is a fairy born to a noble House (whose mark is tattooed on his back. Ladies of the House often have it tattooed on the webbing between thumb and index finger, so they can look at their hand and be reminded of their duty to the House). Their family is extremely rich because they always have a Tooth Fairy in their House. And teeth are very profitable business.

Nothing much was really expected of Tybolt. Many of the House do nothing but sit around and write bad poetry, which is published in anthologies that other equally rich people buy and make comments about the 'depth' found in the poetry (in hopes of marrying a son or daughter into the House, really).

That is, nothing much was expected of Tybolt until a tall, pale elf Lady saw him playing by the river. "Here, boy. You may have need of this more than I someday," she said, handing him a thin sword with an odd phoenix design for a hilt, and then left in a rush of black silk before Tybolt or his companions could ask her any questions.

Tybolt's grandmother, the current Tooth Fairy (who was always on about having her progeny go and do something useful) immediately siezed upon this sword as an omen. "He is meant to be versed in the art of war," she declared, and had him made page to an elven knight.

Tybolt had just achieved the rank of 'squire' when he went back to the House to visit his family. He had read in letters that some of his cousins and siblings were causing trouble and rebelling against his grandmother's edicts ("no, I will not buy you something so ridiculously expensive.") and he had hoped to come home and defuse the situation by his presence.

Unfortunately, he walked in just as his grandmother was being attacked by one of his cousins. He went to her side to defend her, and was attacked himself, slashed across his throat. Other members of the family rushed in in time to save his life and deal with the vicious cousin, but the damage was done. The Tooth Fairy was dead. But not before magically imprinting Tybolt with the knowledge of how to be one himself.

There was no question of him continuing on as squire to his knight-master - he was the family's bread winner now, seeing as his grandmother hadn't elected to make any of the other family apprentices (she had at least another 75 years before she had to worry about that sort of thing) - only Tybolt. And Tooth-fairying isn't something you can just learn on your own - it's passed down magically.

Adopting a costume similar to his squire costume (because even if his grandmother's Tooth Fairy dresses fit, he certainly wouldn't be caught dead in anything so frilly and girly), Tybolt took on the family business.

Of course, the story doesn't end there. It never does. You just have to wait for it to unfold...