Editing Campaign:Will Of The Yozi/Artist (section)

=== Background ===
Halcyon was never an aggressive person. Yes, he was bold and confident at his exaltation, and expanded his knowledge with a voracious appetite. He amassed wealth, weapons, soldiers, artifacts, friends. He was as loud and bright and shining as any other Solar, compatriot to his fellows and death to his enemies. But that changed when struggles tore at Creation, and he was thrown into the Time of Cascading Years.

He had fought until his arms grew tired, and screamed until his voice was hoarse. He had struggled, and somehow won to emerge a quieter, more reflective, more peaceful man. He abandoned or gave away many of his violent things, keeping only his bow. Much of his wealth was spent on purchases for the mortals once under his lead, giving them places to go, jobs to do. When he was finally satisfied with what he had given away, he left for a length of years, heading to the East.

He still travels as often as he can, trying to soak in all of Creation's beauty, the natural splendors many Solars no longer even consider pleasing. His wanderings have taken him far and wide, farther out than the borders of Creation allow, to the Wyld and the fae and all the vast endlessness of chaos. Faithfully, he always returns before the paperwork stacks too high to put his visions on canvas. His near eccentric behavior for a Solar has lost him many of his old friends, but he keeps his Lunar Mate near as well as any baby animals he found along the way. Currently, he is nursing an orphaned squirrel back to health, though the little thing seems to have taken a shine to him.