Each cycle is advised by one of the firstborn who serves as a luminary, as a guide and tutor, to the newly awakened. The firstborn are the closest thing the sylvari have to rulers, yet the respect they command comes solely from their wisdom and time spent in the world. And those of the Cycle of Night are quiet, secretive, and keep their own counsel. The sylvari of the Cycle of Dusk tend to be intelligent and reflective. Those of the Cycle of Day are often problem-solvers, meeting challenges head-on. The sylvari born in the Cycle of Dawn tend to be loquacious and diplomatic. The sylvari are divided into houses or cycles, and feel that an individual’s personality is determined by time of day when they awaken. Some of the sylvari have lived their entire lives beneath the tree, but most choose to wander, to adventure, and to let the Dream take them where it may. The roots and branches of the tree form broad terraces where other plants have grown and been spun into homes and buildings. The Grove, created by the Pale Tree, is a multilevel, verdant, organic city. In the shelter of her lush foliage, the sylvari have made their homes. The Pale Tree now dominates the Tarnished Coast, her towering top higher than many mountains. Sylvari are instilled with an inherent sense of nobility, curiosity, and a need to explore.Īnd as each sylvari explores and learns of the world, that knowledge comes back to the Pale Tree, who sings it to a new generation. They are “born” (they would say “awakened”) as adults, with some knowledge of the world around them. Golden sap moves through their veins, and pollen shakes from their flesh. Their flesh is made of vines and leaves, their hair of foliage and petals, and their bones of stronger wood. The sylvari appear human at first glance, but that comparison breaks down almost immediately. When these initial sylvari emerged as the firstborn, they knew something of their world and yearned to learn more. The Pale Tree spun a dream that would be shared by all the sylvari: a dream of human lives and the centaur’s wisdom. And while they were still cradled by the Pale Tree, she sang to them and told them what she knew of the world. At the heart of this fruit were the first sylvari. The tree grew and spread her shade over the surrounding area, and in time, she bore fruit. Then he too passed on, the eldest and wisest of the centaurs. But before leaving this life, the centaur carved his lessons on a marble tablet and set it among the roots of the Pale Tree. Ronan passed on in time, and aged Ventari passed as well. The tree that grew of the strange seed came up tall and proud, and beneath its boughs, man and centaur lived at peace. Together they formed a small community, a refuge for those seeking peace in a violent world. Ronan was joined by Ventari, an aged centaur who also tired of continual conflict. Grieving, he planted the seed on their graves and swore to never take up the sword again. He took one of those seeds and brought it home to his family, only to discover that his entire village had been slaughtered by the White Mantle and their powerful would-be gods, the Mursaat. Separated from his patrol, he discovered a cavern filled with strange seeds and guarded by powerful plant creatures. The human was Ronan, a warrior with the Shining Blade. The story of the sylvari begins with a human and a centaur. They shape our growth.”-Ronan, Human, formerly of the Shining Blade. But living here, I have come to understand that these memories, even those that are painful, are seeds of our identity.
“There was a time that I cursed this world for taking away everything that I had. Of all the races, they have the greatest appreciation of the danger posed by the Elder Dragons the sylvari battle the undead minions of Zhaitan on a regular basis. No one knows why they have suddenly appeared in Tyria, least of all the sylvari themselves, and they seek to discover their purpose in the world. They are bound together with a common origin and a shared dream. They are all born of a single parent-the mighty Pale Tree that dominates the Tarnished Coast. Humanoid in form, plantlike in nature, they are recent arrivals in Tyria and have roamed the world for only twenty-five years. Expanding on and reinventing traditional notions of fantasy races for the mmorpg genre. Guild Wars 2 showcases the design philosophy and development of the Sylvari race. Guild Wars 2 – Growing the Sylvari trailer.
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