Darko
Lord of Altera
General Information:
Name: Kenric Sawyer
Other Names: None
Titles: None
Age: 32, looks around 36
Race: Sangrian
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Current Residence: Shipbound
Relationship Status: Single
Social Status: Poor.
Physical Appearance:
Height: 6'0
Weight: 175lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Shape of Face: Round
Distinguishing Features: Typically bloodshot eyes.
Build of Body: Wiry
Hair Color: Sandy Brown/Red
Hair Style: Matted Mop
Complexion: Light skinned
Posture: Typically slouched
Is Seen By Others As: A quiet sailor.
Scars: Nothing pronounced, a few marks on his hands.
Voice: Soft Spoken.
Personality:
Likes: Money, opium, the sea, rum.
Dislikes: Petty drama, shouting, most authority.
Strengths: Efficient, high pain tolerance.
Weaknesses: Lazy, addicted to opium.
Fears: Death especially via fire.
Values: Clever people, fiscal responsibility.
Education: Uneducated, grew up around ships.
Languages: Common, Sailor talk.
General Attitude: Bored.
Religious Inclination: Not very pious, but still acknowledges the gods, especially Jax.
General Intelligence: Clever enough to try to get out of work, understands when someone should be respected or listened to.
General Sociability: Has very little patience for petty drama or gossip, but enjoys sitting around with some like minded sailors and drinking/smoking. Will often speak to power if he thinks it needs to be said.
Alignment: True Neutral?
Short Term Goals: Build a rapport with Ardaric Tideborne, sail to Cutthroat Cove
Long Term Goals: Retire with enough money to never work a day past 40.
Possessions:
Wardrobe: A red seafaring jacket with a simple white undershirt and brown trousers.
Jewelry: A gold pin from his family back North, showing the sigil of Jax.
Pets/Animals: None
Owned Homes: None
Carried Inventory: A standard cutlass, Sangrian saxe knife, an opium pipe, assorted potions, and a flagon of rum.
General Inventory: A well made crossbow only brought out on outdoor excursions or other assignments
General Wealth: Very little.
Health:
Illnesses: Addicted to Opium.
Allergies: None
Injuries: None
Sleeping Habits: Can not sleep well without smoking before.
Energy Levels: Very low.
Eating Habits: Relatively good eating habits.
Exercise Habits: Stays in rather good form from working on a ship, but could definitely be healthier.
Memory: Surprisingly sharp memory
Unhealthy Habits: Absolutely his opium usage.
Drinking Habits: Drinks often, especially if smoking would not be permitted.
History:
Birthplace: Northern Austermere
Childhood: Nothing out of the ordinary.
Teen Years: Discovered he did not have the same lust for war or competition as his Sangrian kinsmen. Became a black sheep in their community.
Adulthood: Hopped onto an Opium trading ship from the south, spent the rest of his adult years hopping from ship to ship until ending up in Storm's Landing.
Family History: A modest family line, made up of sailors and warriors from the north.
Past Places of Residences: Port town in Northern Austermere .
Places Traveled: All along the coasts, never spent enough time off ship to really see the sights though.
Combat:
Peaceful or violent: Typically leans away from violence, knowing that fights can wind up with you dead with a single split second mistake. However his judgement is severely impeded while under the influence.
Weaponry: A cutlass and a handaxe. Also owns a crossbow, but does not carry it on him at all times.
Combat Training: Never formally trained, but has gotten in more than his fair share of scraps.
Training & Skills:
Favorite Types of Food: Strawberries.
Favorite Types of Drink: Gin and Rum.
Hobbies/Pastimes: Smoking.
Favorite Colors: Red and Blue.
Name: Kenric Sawyer
Other Names: None
Titles: None
Age: 32, looks around 36
Race: Sangrian
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Current Residence: Shipbound
Relationship Status: Single
Social Status: Poor.
Physical Appearance:
Height: 6'0
Weight: 175lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Shape of Face: Round
Distinguishing Features: Typically bloodshot eyes.
Build of Body: Wiry
Hair Color: Sandy Brown/Red
Hair Style: Matted Mop
Complexion: Light skinned
Posture: Typically slouched
Is Seen By Others As: A quiet sailor.
Scars: Nothing pronounced, a few marks on his hands.
Voice: Soft Spoken.
Personality:
Likes: Money, opium, the sea, rum.
Dislikes: Petty drama, shouting, most authority.
Strengths: Efficient, high pain tolerance.
Weaknesses: Lazy, addicted to opium.
Fears: Death especially via fire.
Values: Clever people, fiscal responsibility.
Education: Uneducated, grew up around ships.
Languages: Common, Sailor talk.
General Attitude: Bored.
Religious Inclination: Not very pious, but still acknowledges the gods, especially Jax.
General Intelligence: Clever enough to try to get out of work, understands when someone should be respected or listened to.
General Sociability: Has very little patience for petty drama or gossip, but enjoys sitting around with some like minded sailors and drinking/smoking. Will often speak to power if he thinks it needs to be said.
Alignment: True Neutral?
Short Term Goals: Build a rapport with Ardaric Tideborne, sail to Cutthroat Cove
Long Term Goals: Retire with enough money to never work a day past 40.
Possessions:
Wardrobe: A red seafaring jacket with a simple white undershirt and brown trousers.
Jewelry: A gold pin from his family back North, showing the sigil of Jax.
Pets/Animals: None
Owned Homes: None
Carried Inventory: A standard cutlass, Sangrian saxe knife, an opium pipe, assorted potions, and a flagon of rum.
General Inventory: A well made crossbow only brought out on outdoor excursions or other assignments
General Wealth: Very little.
Health:
Illnesses: Addicted to Opium.
Allergies: None
Injuries: None
Sleeping Habits: Can not sleep well without smoking before.
Energy Levels: Very low.
Eating Habits: Relatively good eating habits.
Exercise Habits: Stays in rather good form from working on a ship, but could definitely be healthier.
Memory: Surprisingly sharp memory
Unhealthy Habits: Absolutely his opium usage.
Drinking Habits: Drinks often, especially if smoking would not be permitted.
History:
Birthplace: Northern Austermere
Childhood: Nothing out of the ordinary.
Teen Years: Discovered he did not have the same lust for war or competition as his Sangrian kinsmen. Became a black sheep in their community.
Adulthood: Hopped onto an Opium trading ship from the south, spent the rest of his adult years hopping from ship to ship until ending up in Storm's Landing.
Family History: A modest family line, made up of sailors and warriors from the north.
Past Places of Residences: Port town in Northern Austermere .
Places Traveled: All along the coasts, never spent enough time off ship to really see the sights though.
Combat:
Peaceful or violent: Typically leans away from violence, knowing that fights can wind up with you dead with a single split second mistake. However his judgement is severely impeded while under the influence.
Weaponry: A cutlass and a handaxe. Also owns a crossbow, but does not carry it on him at all times.
Combat Training: Never formally trained, but has gotten in more than his fair share of scraps.
Training & Skills:
- Learned how to sail and move about a ship.
- Good with numbers and ledgers
- Sufficient at fishing and hunting small game.
Favorite Types of Food: Strawberries.
Favorite Types of Drink: Gin and Rum.
Hobbies/Pastimes: Smoking.
Favorite Colors: Red and Blue.
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