stjer grew up like most all veena: a child of the snowy mountains of the skatay. his village, however, was not quite like others, and adopted some similar customs to the people who lived nearby-- which meant that little stjer was not a warder before he left home. a settlement that safeguarded their patch of the forests and respected nature, the viera of his home found comfort in trade with nearby people, both for information and goods, and kept an open mind to outside dealings when they came up. this encouraged stjer to chase his curiosity, and so he wandered away to catch an airship to eorzea at the ripe age of 21, just barely grown and eager to see the world he had heard so much about with his own eyes.falling into the role of warrior of light was easy for him, then. young, eager to help people, eager to make acquaintances and friends and see the world and believe in its good, stjer became the epitome of the selfless hero, and found himself often putting his own needs and feelings aside for the greater good. this was often contested, both by his esteem, but also by kuu, his steadfast companion whom he came to love. that love would manifest at the end of it all, in one final act...the sole selfish moment stolen-- to give up all he was in order to keep his most beloved kuu safe, and to give life to the voice in his mind that loved him despite it all.

the esteem of the deceased hero, stjer. weylin is a being created of dynamis at the end of the universe, a manifestation of the mentor stjer wanted, the brother stjer wished he had known, and the ever-present voice of care that the warrior of light thought deserved a life of his own. at first, the corporeal form weylin took was one simply reminiscent of his time as an esteem, a body exactly alike stjer's save for one golden yellow eye. as time went on, his own traits would manifest, tells of his coming into his own not just as an esteem, but as himself.getting to that point, of course, was riddled with trials. the first and most pressing was being certain kuu would both accept him, and work alongside him, as weylin began his journey in stjer's stead-- with his face, his name, and his titles all on his shoulders. this image shattered fairly quickly after a certain voidsent made her prior occupation known, and from then on weylin contended with the morality of letting himself live his own life (unknowing that this is exactly what stjer wished for him).with time, he settled into a name, and with a name came changes-- his hair lightened, his face shifted, and his body grew to befit his role as dark knight in ways stjer's never had. his personality began to shine through, unfettered by the need to appear as the person he had tried to be; from polite and selfless to a champion of curses and selfishness...though still with the necessary knowledge of respect and diplomacy. as needed, now, as opposed to always.from the ghost of one loved gone, the sun's shadow, now to a being true...a star of his own.