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Villager
Eyvind Herdsman
Name: Eyvind Herdsman
Title: Court Scholar of Astrakhan, Magister
Nickname/Alias: Cornhusker
-Mage Profile-
KEY INFORMATION:
Age: 30
Pronouns: He/They
Race: Caparri, Lighthoof
Social Status: Patrician
Sexuality: Pansexual
Height: 5'10"
Weight: ~160
Homeland: Old Sorrows
Current Home: Herdsman Estate, Near Astrakhan
PHYSIOLOGY:
Build: Tall and Slender
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green
Skin: White
Identifying Marks: Tribal tattoos on fingers, neck, face. Third eye tattoo on forehead.
Appearance: Ruggedly handsome with a large moustache. Straight back horns.
Clothing: Usually seen wearing a blue tunic
Prized Possessions: Spear from homeland
Hygiene: No longer working in the fields, and boasting his own bathhouse, he well kept always.
QUALITIES AND FLAWS:
Strengths: Hard working
Fears: Losing his home
Weaknesses: Physically weak
Intelligence: Sharp
Languages: Common, Fae
Profession: Farm Owner/Court Scholar
ETHICS AND MOTIVATIONS:
Personality: Very friendly and laid back
Religion or Cults: Shalherana, Visage, and Something Else...
Tattoos -
- Eyvind's tattoos have particular meaning in his culture. The tattoos around his fingers represent that he does the work of Shalherana, a green thumb so to speak. The tattoos around his neck mean that he speaks the words of Shalherana, and breath air with her lungs.
- He has also gained a third eye tattoo on his forehead in blueish black, it appearing shortly after his sparking. Though nobody is certain that it moves, it almost seems to watch people and blink when people are not paying attention.
- An alien language has appeared as tattoos on Eyvind's right arm. It consists of simple shapes layered together. It mingles with his existing tattoos.
BACKSTORY:
Part 1, Prologue.
Eyvind grew up far away in the dangerous lands of the Sorrows. To him, this was the whole world- a lethal landscape where everything was out to kill. The Caparii tribe he grew up with was small and only stayed in one place for a short span of time, they were nomads. Among them, Eyvind was a simple herdsman, a shepherd, armed with sling and spear to guard his flock and family. Combat was not truly his way, instead he knew how to move his herd through dangerous territory unaccosted through use of terrain for cover. He knew to anticipate the movements of monsters and keep them away from his herd, and how to lure away dangerous wolves if not outright befriend them. It was a simple, singular life.
What Eyvind was not prepared for, however, were bandits. Rival tribes in the region were few and far between, monsters were easier to account for than fellow man. It was the encroachment of such men, dangerous men from the east, that brought Eyvinds tribe, the Glaer people, to rally at a ting. Beneath a prominent stone edifice, they gathered, in a place sacred to their worship of the goddess Salherana, to discuss the foreigners. The Glaer were a peaceful people, but prepared to defend themselves, though the elders resented the prospect of shedding blood of fellow men. Their hands would be forced, however, when at the ting they were ambushed.
It started with the lookouts, who, inexperienced, failed to spot the bandit's approach quietly under cover of night. The gathering was quickly a place of chaos, and the Caparii of the Glaer were put to sword and scattered soundly. Eyvind's flock was captured and slaughtered along with his family. The Glaer fought back, but taken off guard they were no match. The survivors fled, their sacred ground of the goddess stained with blood, and they were each and everyone separated. Eyvind had lost all he had and knew shame and failure. He was captured for a time by the bandits who used him like a pack animal to carry their belongings, including the meager loot they had plundered from his own people. The bandits were disappointed that the Glaer had little in the way of value, but knew Caparii made good mules. It did not take long for Eyvind to find the opportunity to escape- his reverence of the All-Mother taken for placidity and non-violence, he made her message of vengeance clear when he slew his so-called 'master' with a stone and fled into the night. He decided it was time to travel far and begin a new life, finding a boat that would take him to the realms of men and the eastern continent, taking only his tools and a pendant of the All-Mother along.
Part 2, Update - ~7th of Fogwater, 2330
Eyvind has been working with local merchants to sell Astrakhan farm goods, as well as help the farming community sell their extra goods, thereby building up merchant connections. He's saved a pretty decent amount of money with this extra work as an intermediary. He combines a handful of small loans from different sources including Theo, allowing him to purchase a private farm to better exploit his growing connections. Around this time, he was also sparked in Animancy by Raenyr.
My in-game name is: Tomtomgags
Name: Eyvind Herdsman
Title: Court Scholar of Astrakhan, Magister
Nickname/Alias: Cornhusker
-Mage Profile-
KEY INFORMATION:
Age: 30
Pronouns: He/They
Race: Caparri, Lighthoof
Social Status: Patrician
Sexuality: Pansexual
Height: 5'10"
Weight: ~160
Homeland: Old Sorrows
Current Home: Herdsman Estate, Near Astrakhan
PHYSIOLOGY:
Build: Tall and Slender
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green
Skin: White
Identifying Marks: Tribal tattoos on fingers, neck, face. Third eye tattoo on forehead.
Appearance: Ruggedly handsome with a large moustache. Straight back horns.
Clothing: Usually seen wearing a blue tunic
Prized Possessions: Spear from homeland
Hygiene: No longer working in the fields, and boasting his own bathhouse, he well kept always.
QUALITIES AND FLAWS:
Strengths: Hard working
Fears: Losing his home
Weaknesses: Physically weak
Intelligence: Sharp
Languages: Common, Fae
Profession: Farm Owner/Court Scholar
ETHICS AND MOTIVATIONS:
Personality: Very friendly and laid back
Religion or Cults: Shalherana, Visage, and Something Else...
Tattoos -
- Eyvind's tattoos have particular meaning in his culture. The tattoos around his fingers represent that he does the work of Shalherana, a green thumb so to speak. The tattoos around his neck mean that he speaks the words of Shalherana, and breath air with her lungs.
- He has also gained a third eye tattoo on his forehead in blueish black, it appearing shortly after his sparking. Though nobody is certain that it moves, it almost seems to watch people and blink when people are not paying attention.
- An alien language has appeared as tattoos on Eyvind's right arm. It consists of simple shapes layered together. It mingles with his existing tattoos.
BACKSTORY:
Part 1, Prologue.
Eyvind grew up far away in the dangerous lands of the Sorrows. To him, this was the whole world- a lethal landscape where everything was out to kill. The Caparii tribe he grew up with was small and only stayed in one place for a short span of time, they were nomads. Among them, Eyvind was a simple herdsman, a shepherd, armed with sling and spear to guard his flock and family. Combat was not truly his way, instead he knew how to move his herd through dangerous territory unaccosted through use of terrain for cover. He knew to anticipate the movements of monsters and keep them away from his herd, and how to lure away dangerous wolves if not outright befriend them. It was a simple, singular life.
What Eyvind was not prepared for, however, were bandits. Rival tribes in the region were few and far between, monsters were easier to account for than fellow man. It was the encroachment of such men, dangerous men from the east, that brought Eyvinds tribe, the Glaer people, to rally at a ting. Beneath a prominent stone edifice, they gathered, in a place sacred to their worship of the goddess Salherana, to discuss the foreigners. The Glaer were a peaceful people, but prepared to defend themselves, though the elders resented the prospect of shedding blood of fellow men. Their hands would be forced, however, when at the ting they were ambushed.
It started with the lookouts, who, inexperienced, failed to spot the bandit's approach quietly under cover of night. The gathering was quickly a place of chaos, and the Caparii of the Glaer were put to sword and scattered soundly. Eyvind's flock was captured and slaughtered along with his family. The Glaer fought back, but taken off guard they were no match. The survivors fled, their sacred ground of the goddess stained with blood, and they were each and everyone separated. Eyvind had lost all he had and knew shame and failure. He was captured for a time by the bandits who used him like a pack animal to carry their belongings, including the meager loot they had plundered from his own people. The bandits were disappointed that the Glaer had little in the way of value, but knew Caparii made good mules. It did not take long for Eyvind to find the opportunity to escape- his reverence of the All-Mother taken for placidity and non-violence, he made her message of vengeance clear when he slew his so-called 'master' with a stone and fled into the night. He decided it was time to travel far and begin a new life, finding a boat that would take him to the realms of men and the eastern continent, taking only his tools and a pendant of the All-Mother along.
Part 2, Update - ~7th of Fogwater, 2330
Eyvind has been working with local merchants to sell Astrakhan farm goods, as well as help the farming community sell their extra goods, thereby building up merchant connections. He's saved a pretty decent amount of money with this extra work as an intermediary. He combines a handful of small loans from different sources including Theo, allowing him to purchase a private farm to better exploit his growing connections. Around this time, he was also sparked in Animancy by Raenyr.
My in-game name is: Tomtomgags
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