[OOC] Waeldeshore: The Wars Beyond [DISCONTINUED]

[IcePezz]

I was not paying attention :p @vietmyke sorry lol I know a lot of west coast people that use that word. I was born and raised in NY, so our slang was a bit different lol

[vietmyke]

@IcePezz ah, lol. Most of my family is from cali, so I tend to pick up some of their slang.

[IcePezz]

Alright boys and girls, geeks and nerds, and above all, my favorite people :p The first post is up. Now this is just a friendly reminder

This post is based off the premise that Genevieve (the sage from the previous Waeldeshore rp) has sent each of you a letter, for whatever she chose you lot, to join her at her house. You may have to get a bit creative coming up with a reason, if you need help, just ask. Think of your first post as a ... house on haunted hill type of entrance? You may or may not know each other, if you do, I'll leave that up to you to discuss and work out. You also don't know who else had received an invitation until you've seen or met with them at the house. The purpose of the meeting will be discussed once everyone is gathered. For those who do not have character sheets up, or who end up coming into the rp late, we'll add you into the rp somehow, don't worry about it. Arena and I are generally flexible and creative so, or at least we try to be.

At the moment we have the following approved characters/players:
@AdamantiumWolf as Maru Fauna
@The Harbinger of Ferocity as Sakaala
@vietmyke as Emil Erran
@Jon Y as Ionathan Hepburnberg
@Zero Hex as Ajax Diagorides
@Belwicket as Regina Hills

@ArenaSnow and I will be controlling characters as need be and moving the plot forward as we go along.
Spoiler AlertIf it is not obvious, the nasty old had that hasn't aged a day is Genevieve.

[IcePezz]

p.s. I know it isn't much, but I hope it's alright. Hope I was at least able to grab your attention :)

[vietmyke]

'-'
_{She seems kinda mean...}

[IcePezz]

She is abut, isn't she :p

[Zero Hex]

So, did Scared Servant Man go around delivering the letters personally or was he just told to be on the lookout for the conspicuous adventurers that had been selected and invited and direct them towards the ma'am's abode?

[IcePezz]

@Zero Hex I'd say more of the second option. And he was most likely in charge of the letters going out, so he hired the messenger, made sure to give him all the letters, told him specifically where to go, that kind of stuff.

[boomlover]

Dammit for being so goddam slow!!!

[IcePezz]

@boomlover ?

[The Harbinger of Ferocity]

I always find these introductions the most difficult part, @IcePezz. I hope the vagueness and pieces of backstory make it more palatable.

[boomlover]

@IcePezz i am annoyd at the fact i still havent writen a character yet.

[Crimson Raven]

@IcePezz i am annoyd at the fact i still havent writen a character yet.

@boomlover

Me too. Well, I havn't finished mine yet.

[IcePezz]

@boomlover so get to it :p
@Crimson Raven you sorta have an excuse- you've forewarned everyone of your time constraints. So I can understand.

We've only had one out of 6 accepted characters post so far, so there is still time. But I do need to know if you're able to commit or not, there were others that wanted in after we filled up. I know I'll get good quality from you two, so we're happy to give you time. But please do let me know if this is something you can't do.

[boomlover]

@IcePezz well with the awesome templar rp dying. for reasons i shant explain * RAGING KID* i think i need to join an rp like this or miss some good fucking content. Plus rp's like these are rare sooooo yeah.

[KazeXDZ]

Name: Siegfried Roanoke

Species: Human (tainted by immortal dragon's blood)

Age: 46

Description: Siegfried appears to be in his early twenties with long, white hair, golden red, almost amber colored, eyes. He has a large, slender frame with large muscles. He has pale skin with scars covering his torso and arms. The strangest thing about his appearance is the birthmark on his forehead which resembles a third eye, one which becomes more prominent when he is more enraged. The last notable piece to his appearance is a glowing brand of deep red on his upper right arm which resembles a jagged swirl. When enraged, Siegfried is surrounded by a crimson aura that appears to flow from his body like smoke or mist.
He wears baggy, black, tattered pants, a black shirt, leather boots, and a black, tattered cloak. Over his clothes, he wears thin armor over his feet, shins and knees as well as bracers and a light chainmail. Around his neck, he wears a circular locket with an ornate Celtic design, inside of which is a picture of him as a child and a girl with their names, Siegfried and Brynhildr, scratched into the inside opposite the picture.
On his left hip is sheathed his grandfather's longsword, one with the ability to burn whatever it cuts. Sheathed on his back is his greatsword, a blade that, once swung, cannot be stopped easily. His dagger is sheathed on his right hip, enspelled to be able to cut more than a dagger should be able to.

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Personality: Siegfried is a distant, seemingly uncaring man. In actuality, he cares too much to let people get close as he doesn't want to make friends only to outlive them. He lives in the moment but also reflects on the past. If someone can get past his cold exterior, he becomes more passionate and a little hotheaded.

Skills/Abilities: He's proficient with longswords and bigger blades but has trouble with new weapons at first. He learns quickly how to use weapons but has yet to completely master any except his greatsword he's had for over a quarter of a century. Very proficient at hunting and fishing as well as other survival skills but can only do enough to feed himself and any companions traveling with him. He knows how to work a forge well as he repairs his broken weapons and tries to keep the others from breaking but can only prolong their use, not make them appear new.

Magic: The branding on his arm magically calls monsters and demons to him to attack him. Because of the dragon blood in him, he is resistant to flames and heat. He has a draconic aura with which he can breathe fire or rather a concentrated aura which appears to be fire but drains energy. He can also use the draconic aura to increase his physical attributes but cannot do this for long as it drains his body of energy.

Backstory: When he was young, Siegfried spent much of his time running around the little northern village he'd grown up in with his best friend, Brynhildr. Other children would pick on him because he was smaller than them. Because of Brynhildr, he became braver, stronger and bigger. When he became of age, his village was attacked by a dragon, Fafnir, which he battled and defeated, accidentally drowning in the beast's blood and covering his wounds. With that, he became immortal but his memories were erased. Since then, he's been wandering, fighting, surviving, honing his skills and defending the weak.

He ended up in a small island town named Waeldeshore. Upon meeting up with a group, he went to get an artifact from a dragon. With the rest of the group, Siegfried stayed to fight the dragons, both of which were overcome by greed. He fought them off long enough for one of the dragons to be killed by his allies before telling the others to run.

Instead of running with the rest of the group, Siegfried and a few others stayed back to fight the other dragon. After a long fight, he eventually killed the dragon from inside its neck. Because he had been eaten, he had scars on his exposed flesh, which were covered in the dead dragon's blood as he climbed out. With the beast's blood, his draconic abilities began awakening, turning his black hair white and his blue eyes red and draconic.

He did eventually return to Waeldeshore but could not find anyone he had fought beside. He continued wandering, eventually returning to his home. Memories began flooding him as he remembered everything. He remembered Fafnir attacking his village. He remembered the flames that devoured his home. He remembered his grandfather's training.

With his memories now intact, he began hunting down his grandfather's sword, Ulfbert. It took many years but he found the weapon at the man's grave site. With a prayer, he took the weapon and was immediately attacked by a tribe of giants. With his strength, speed and endurance, Siegfried was able to overpower the giant chief and decapitate him, causing the others to run in fear.

He continued traveling for many more years, eventually taking solace in a small town, which he protected for years.

[vietmyke]

Oops! Ignore me! >.<

[vietmyke]

So before Emil was a thing, I was originally working on some completely different concept- just in case the party needed some 'dawww' factor in it. I ended up(clearly) opting for a different character instead of this one, but instead of just leaving it to collect dust in the corner, I thought I'd might as well share it!

Hartir

Name: Hartir, or Hart

Species:
Earth Sprite
A spirit like species, akin to nymphs and faeries, but close relatives to fauns and satyrs. An ancient and rather uncommon race, these creatures are commonly regarded as mere myth by the majority of societies. A diminutive race, Earth Sprites often grow no taller than 5 feet in height, with the majority sitting at around 4 feet, and they maintain the same size throughout the entirety of their lives. They are notable for having animal-like features similar to fauns and satyrs, and are relatively long lived- with the average lifespan being approximately 200 years. These creatures are generally extremely withdrawn from worldly affairs, only occasionally intrude on the affairs of other mortal races and live either solitary lives or in small clans hidden away in the deepest forests. As a race, Earth Sprites are flighty and mischievous, and their occasional contact with the other mortal races is partially responsible for the legend of mischievous forest spirits and creatures causing trouble in secluded villages.

Age: 37
While older than most humans, in the eyes of his species, Hartir is merely an adolescent. However, despite his supposed 'youth', he is still quite capable of besting the several average men in combat.

Description:

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Hartir stands in at 4'6", or a mere 4 feet without his ears, and weighs considerably little. His thin frame is hidden by the many layers of oversized clothes that he wears. His most prominent features are his large ears and tail, and is usually seen wearing a gold ring pierced through his right ear. Like many of his species his skin is pale, and his diminutive frame belies a surprising amount of strength for his size- roughly equal to a fully grown human male of good health.

Personality:
Calm and aloof, Hartir lacks the generally flighty and unpredictable demeanor typical of his race. Generally peaceful and rather difficult to upset, Hartir sports a perpetually lukewarm disposition. Having lived a rather sheltered life, Hartir shows great interest in seeing and learning, but occasionally loses touch with his surroundings and appears lost in thought. Hartir sports a relatively positive demeanor that, while bordering on naivety, bolsters the spirits of those around him. He has a habit of using things/people as a perch, though his incredibly light weight is rarely inhibiting.

Skills/Abilities:
Nature Empath - While unable to directly converse with creatures and monsters, Hartir can often sense their feelings and relay his own to them. More intense emotions- such as aggression or despair are more palpable.

Herbalist - As one who has spent much of his life in nature, Hartir has spent considerable time studying the various properties of herbs and their possible medicinal uses.

Martial Prowess - Well accustomed to the limits and capabilities of his body, Hartir is a skilled martial fighter, honed in both mind and body. Despite this, he generally uses his abilities to keep out of his opponent's reach rather than overwhelm them.

Martial Skills

Feng Style - A martial art derived from hand to hand combat techniques from the far east, Feng Style is known for its constant and often circular movement, which makes it difficult for opponents to attack directly or land a blow. Maneuvers employ the entire body with smooth coiling and uncoiling movements, relying on spontaneous and reactionary movements as opposed to grounded and powerful ones. Feng Style utilizes dynamic footwork, and Hartir has modified his style to include quick and rapid open-hand techniques, punches, and throws. A common tactic is to maneuver behind an opponent and mirror their movements, preventing them from turning to face the practitioner. Hart's skill in the Feng style, along with his small size and speed, allows him to flow in and out of the way of oncoming blows and objects, and could conceivably allow him to evade multiple targets at once.

Air Stride - A subset skill of the Feng Style. In combination with his light weight and being naturally attuned to his magical energies as well as his natural agility. Hartir is able to bound incredible distances through the air- hence the illusion of striding on air, without considerable effort, and can even use water as a surface to bound from.

Magic:
While a skilled martial artist, the vast amount of Hartir's offensive power stems from techniques utilizing his sizable pool of inner mana (Because I don't want to be stereotypical and call it 'Chi'). His techniques require no verbal or material components, though most require a somatic component of some sort, along with a clear mind. Hartir's mental exhaustion builds the more he uses his abilities.

magical abilities

Chi Pulse - A low powered blast of energy, in the form of a flaming blue orb, fired from an outstretched limb- be it palm, fist, or foot. Relatively weak, these pulses can be fired in relatively quick succession, and have the kinetic force capable of knocking the wind out of a man, as well as slightly burning him.

Chi Blast - A moderately powerful chi attack, in the form of a crescent or disk, fired from a sweeping motion- often a kick though occasionally an arm swipe. More powerful than a Chi Pulse, this attack requires more deliberate movement and concentration and has the ability to cut or shatter brittle material and the kinetic force capable of knocking a man off his feet.

Chi Beam - A powerful chi attack, in the form of a solid beam of blue energy, fired from an outstretched palm. Considerably more powerful than a Chi Blast, this attack has the downside or requiring Hartir to stop moving in order to perform- thus leaving him open to attack, though he has been able to perform this attack while in the air as well. This attack has considerable kinetic and heat energy, and is capable of killing a man if exposed to the attack for too long.

Chi Seal - A chi attack in the form of a etheral paper tag, when applied to the enemy, particularly an enemy's limb, constricts their movement by slowing and denying them full control over said limb. This leaves them open to more powerful attacks from comrades, or Hartir himself. These can be applied through direct contact with a foe, but are more often than not conjured en masse from a distant location, and then launched at foes in volleys. Hartir can quickly conjure up multiple, weak and easily overwhelmed tags, or spend more concentration and mental resources on a more powerful, more restrictive seal. Alternatively, Chi Seals can be used to prevent a broken limb from moving- acting as a magical splint until more advanced medical care can be provided.

Chi Spear - Hartir's only chi attack requiring physical contact- and by extension, his most risky maneuver. This maneuver envelopes Hartir's forearm in a sheath of chi energy, allowing him stab at an enemy with his arm. Contact with the target results in the 'spear' launching and often piercing through the target, and is capable of causing fatal damage. Due to the risks it poses to the user, and the mental resources required to perform the attack, Hartir often uses it as a finishing attack.

Meditative Trance - By sitting and clearing his mind, Hartir can quickly regain his spent mental resources through meditation. Unlike sleeping, when Hartir is in a meditative trance, he is still aware of the world around him- though his physical senses are considerably dulled. During a meditative trance, Hartir can also more easily detect the emotions of creatures around him. Meditative trance is the only way in which Hartir can regain his spent energy- sleeping will not.

Air Brake - Often used in conjunction with Hartir's air striding ability, Hartir can use this ability to slow himself while in the air, allowing him to safely land from large heights. He cannot use air brake to change direction, nor can he bound again from his place in the air.

Backstory:
An Earth Sprite hailing from the far east regions of the continent, in the deep forests of Galron, Hartir was born the second child of a clan healer. In a clan no larger than a few dozen sprites, Hartir's early existence was relatively peaceful- their secluded and nomadic nature made it easy for them to avoid unwanted contact with the other mortal races. Unlike the flighty and mischievous natures that the other younglings in the clan, Hartir possessed a more stoic, quiet demeanor, and showed a considerable for learning and self improvement over fun and games. The clan's leader obliged Hartir's desire for knowledge, and began teaching him the arts of the Feng Style early on, as well as how to manifest and use his inner energies. As a rather spiritual clan, the knowledge of the Feng style arts were often used as a method of clearing the mind, and it was only later in life did Hartir adjust the Feng style to suit combat.

At the age of 20, Hartir was given a choice, as all other children sprites were given at his age. He could stay in the village and apprentice himself to one of their members, or he could embark on his own to fulfill his own calling- be it joining another clan, or spending a life of solitary meditation. Hartir chose to embark on a journey of his own, to seek out knowledge unknown to him. With the blessings of his family and clan, Hartir left the forests of Galron and began wandering, eventually finding himself in the realms of the other mortal races.

While mortals- humans, elves, dwarves and the like, offered interesting perspectives and knowledges that Hartir had not yet considered, he soon realized that many of these species could be rather aggressive and hostile- several humans in rather rough clothing occasionally attempted to use blades to relieve him of his few personal belongings. While for the most part easily evading assailants, Hartir eventually came to the conclusion that he must learn to defend himself.

Studying hand to hand combat techniques of the various races, Hartir adopted these more violent motions into his clan's Feng Style, eventually incorporating offensive techniques involving his own inner energies as well. Hartir slowly integrated himself into the societies of man as well- his knowledge of herbs often traded for coin in order to purchase himself food and clothing, though his stature and appearance often earned him odd looks from people. As a result, Hartir generally stayed away from more secluded and sheltered villages- whose inhabitants were more likely to believe him to be a monster or beast, and attempt to scare him off with spears and torches.

Hartir eventually found himself in Waeldeshore, a mercantile town which couldn't really care much how he looked- as long as he had coin. Hartir spent most of his days trading herbs, or occasionally travelling alongside a trade caravan until one fateful day, he received a message from a great sage.

There are quite a few visible concepts from this character that Emil is derived from, and I had decided to take a more typical approach when designing Emil as a character. Though that being said, I sorta think I like Hartir more than Emil.

Edit: Also, what is the name of the town that we're in? Its not Waeldeshore I assume?

[AdamantiumWolf]

So before Emil was a thing, I was originally working on some completely different concept- just in case the party needed some 'dawww' factor in it. I ended up(clearly) opting for a different character instead of this one, but instead of just leaving it to collect dust in the corner, I thought I'd might as well share it!

Hartir

Name: Hartir, or Hart

Species:
Earth Sprite
A spirit like species, akin to nymphs and faeries, but close relatives to fauns and satyrs. An ancient and rather uncommon race, these creatures are commonly regarded as mere myth by the majority of societies. A diminutive race, Earth Sprites often grow no taller than 5 feet in height, with the majority sitting at around 4 feet, and they maintain the same size throughout the entirety of their lives. They are notable for having animal-like features similar to fauns and satyrs, and are relatively long lived- with the average lifespan being approximately 200 years. These creatures are generally extremely withdrawn from worldly affairs, only occasionally intrude on the affairs of other mortal races and live either solitary lives or in small clans hidden away in the deepest forests. As a race, Earth Sprites are flighty and mischievous, and their occasional contact with the other mortal races is partially responsible for the legend of mischievous forest spirits and creatures causing trouble in secluded villages.

Age: 37
While older than most humans, in the eyes of his species, Hartir is merely an adolescent. However, despite his supposed 'youth', he is still quite capable of besting the several average men in combat.

Description:

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Hartir stands in at 4'6", or a mere 4 feet without his ears, and weighs considerably little. His thin frame is hidden by the many layers of oversized clothes that he wears. His most prominent features are his large ears and tail, and is usually seen wearing a gold ring pierced through his right ear. Like many of his species his skin is pale, and his diminutive frame belies a surprising amount of strength for his size- roughly equal to a fully grown human male of good health.

Personality:
Calm and aloof, Hartir lacks the generally flighty and unpredictable demeanor typical of his race. Generally peaceful and rather difficult to upset, Hartir sports a perpetually lukewarm disposition. Having lived a rather sheltered life, Hartir shows great interest in seeing and learning, but occasionally loses touch with his surroundings and appears lost in thought. Hartir sports a relatively positive demeanor that, while bordering on naivety, bolsters the spirits of those around him. He has a habit of using things/people as a perch, though his incredibly light weight is rarely inhibiting.

Skills/Abilities:
Nature Empath - While unable to directly converse with creatures and monsters, Hartir can often sense their feelings and relay his own to them. More intense emotions- such as aggression or despair are more palpable.

Herbalist - As one who has spent much of his life in nature, Hartir has spent considerable time studying the various properties of herbs and their possible medicinal uses.

Martial Prowess - Well accustomed to the limits and capabilities of his body, Hartir is a skilled martial fighter, honed in both mind and body. Despite this, he generally uses his abilities to keep out of his opponent's reach rather than overwhelm them.

Martial Skills

Feng Style - A martial art derived from hand to hand combat techniques from the far east, Feng Style is known for its constant and often circular movement, which makes it difficult for opponents to attack directly or land a blow. Maneuvers employ the entire body with smooth coiling and uncoiling movements, relying on spontaneous and reactionary movements as opposed to grounded and powerful ones. Feng Style utilizes dynamic footwork, and Hartir has modified his style to include quick and rapid open-hand techniques, punches, and throws. A common tactic is to maneuver behind an opponent and mirror their movements, preventing them from turning to face the practitioner. Hart's skill in the Feng style, along with his small size and speed, allows him to flow in and out of the way of oncoming blows and objects, and could conceivably allow him to evade multiple targets at once.

Air Stride - A subset skill of the Feng Style. In combination with his light weight and being naturally attuned to his magical energies as well as his natural agility. Hartir is able to bound incredible distances through the air- hence the illusion of striding on air, without considerable effort, and can even use water as a surface to bound from.

Magic:
While a skilled martial artist, the vast amount of Hartir's offensive power stems from techniques utilizing his sizable pool of inner mana (Because I don't want to be stereotypical and call it 'Chi'). His techniques require no verbal or material components, though most require a somatic component of some sort, along with a clear mind. Hartir's mental exhaustion builds the more he uses his abilities.

magical abilities

Chi Pulse - A low powered blast of energy, in the form of a flaming blue orb, fired from an outstretched limb- be it palm, fist, or foot. Relatively weak, these pulses can be fired in relatively quick succession, and have the kinetic force capable of knocking the wind out of a man, as well as slightly burning him.

Chi Blast - A moderately powerful chi attack, in the form of a crescent or disk, fired from a sweeping motion- often a kick though occasionally an arm swipe. More powerful than a Chi Pulse, this attack requires more deliberate movement and concentration and has the ability to cut or shatter brittle material and the kinetic force capable of knocking a man off his feet.

Chi Beam - A powerful chi attack, in the form of a solid beam of blue energy, fired from an outstretched palm. Considerably more powerful than a Chi Blast, this attack has the downside or requiring Hartir to stop moving in order to perform- thus leaving him open to attack, though he has been able to perform this attack while in the air as well. This attack has considerable kinetic and heat energy, and is capable of killing a man if exposed to the attack for too long.

Chi Seal - A chi attack in the form of a etheral paper tag, when applied to the enemy, particularly an enemy's limb, constricts their movement by slowing and denying them full control over said limb. This leaves them open to more powerful attacks from comrades, or Hartir himself. These can be applied through direct contact with a foe, but are more often than not conjured en masse from a distant location, and then launched at foes in volleys. Hartir can quickly conjure up multiple, weak and easily overwhelmed tags, or spend more concentration and mental resources on a more powerful, more restrictive seal. Alternatively, Chi Seals can be used to prevent a broken limb from moving- acting as a magical splint until more advanced medical care can be provided.

Chi Spear - Hartir's only chi attack requiring physical contact- and by extension, his most risky maneuver. This maneuver envelopes Hartir's forearm in a sheath of chi energy, allowing him stab at an enemy with his arm. Contact with the target results in the 'spear' launching and often piercing through the target, and is capable of causing fatal damage. Due to the risks it poses to the user, and the mental resources required to perform the attack, Hartir often uses it as a finishing attack.

Meditative Trance - By sitting and clearing his mind, Hartir can quickly regain his spent mental resources through meditation. Unlike sleeping, when Hartir is in a meditative trance, he is still aware of the world around him- though his physical senses are considerably dulled. During a meditative trance, Hartir can also more easily detect the emotions of creatures around him. Meditative trance is the only way in which Hartir can regain his spent energy- sleeping will not.

Air Brake - Often used in conjunction with Hartir's air striding ability, Hartir can use this ability to slow himself while in the air, allowing him to safely land from large heights. He cannot use air brake to change direction, nor can he bound again from his place in the air.

Backstory:
An Earth Sprite hailing from the far east regions of the continent, in the deep forests of Galron, Hartir was born the second child of a clan healer. In a clan no larger than a few dozen sprites, Hartir's early existence was relatively peaceful- their secluded and nomadic nature made it easy for them to avoid unwanted contact with the other mortal races. Unlike the flighty and mischievous natures that the other younglings in the clan, Hartir possessed a more stoic, quiet demeanor, and showed a considerable for learning and self improvement over fun and games. The clan's leader obliged Hartir's desire for knowledge, and began teaching him the arts of the Feng Style early on, as well as how to manifest and use his inner energies. As a rather spiritual clan, the knowledge of the Feng style arts were often used as a method of clearing the mind, and it was only later in life did Hartir adjust the Feng style to suit combat.

At the age of 20, Hartir was given a choice, as all other children sprites were given at his age. He could stay in the village and apprentice himself to one of their members, or he could embark on his own to fulfill his own calling- be it joining another clan, or spending a life of solitary meditation. Hartir chose to embark on a journey of his own, to seek out knowledge unknown to him. With the blessings of his family and clan, Hartir left the forests of Galron and began wandering, eventually finding himself in the realms of the other mortal races.

While mortals- humans, elves, dwarves and the like, offered interesting perspectives and knowledges that Hartir had not yet considered, he soon realized that many of these species could be rather aggressive and hostile- several humans in rather rough clothing occasionally attempted to use blades to relieve him of his few personal belongings. While for the most part easily evading assailants, Hartir eventually came to the conclusion that he must learn to defend himself.

Studying hand to hand combat techniques of the various races, Hartir adopted these more violent motions into his clan's Feng Style, eventually incorporating offensive techniques involving his own inner energies as well. Hartir slowly integrated himself into the societies of man as well- his knowledge of herbs often traded for coin in order to purchase himself food and clothing, though his stature and appearance often earned him odd looks from people. As a result, Hartir generally stayed away from more secluded and sheltered villages- whose inhabitants were more likely to believe him to be a monster or beast, and attempt to scare him off with spears and torches.

Hartir eventually found himself in Waeldeshore, a mercantile town which couldn't really care much how he looked- as long as he had coin. Hartir spent most of his days trading herbs, or occasionally travelling alongside a trade caravan until one fateful day, he received a message from a great sage.

There are quite a few visible concepts from this character that Emil is derived from, and I had decided to take a more typical approach when designing Emil as a character. Though that being said, I sorta think I like Hartir more than Emil.

Edit: Also, what is the name of the town that we're in? Its not Waeldeshore I assume?

@vietmyke

That's neat, a lot like Maru

[The Harbinger of Ferocity]

Sakaala was a similar experience for myself in being a character I had shelved for some time. Most of my more well defined or polished characters tend to endure that fate simply because they do not fit well with a roleplay or are just too disruptive to use for any myriad of reasons.

Thank you for sharing, @vietmyke - there's a lot of effort in Hartir. Emil is the sort who will take time to evolve.