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Quint finished his ale with a contented sigh, and shifted his attention to the drinking game, which appeared to swiftly be approaching a conclusion. The fae fellow was large and he drank and drugged heavily, so his tolerance for such things was impressive. He could easily drink all the competition under the table, or so he thought to himself. A smile crept across his face as an idea occurred to him. He could probably win something interesting if he challenged the winner of this contest...

He mulled the thought over in his head, considering it but making no decisions. The open road was becoming long and lonesome, and it wouldn't do to be run out of this town just yet.
Quint smiled as he sat down, having caught the attention of one of the myriad serving girls wandering the place. SHe refilled his tankard with a flourish and winked as she bobbed off to attend to the contest. He had ordered a strong, bitter brew that gave off the pleasant aroma of grass and pepper as he drank deeply of it. A brew that reminded him of the strange forests and mystical vistas of his home. He hardly noticed the little fellow that plopped down near him, though he felt a strange energy exuding from the boy. The fae regarded him with a cool expression, his face not unhandsome but disturbingly inhuman.
Eerie blue eyes flicked over the whole scene as Quint walked into the tavern, desperate for a drink after a long travel. He found the place packed and noisy, every man and woman in the place was screaming encouragement to a corpse and a crazy woman. He didn't know she was crazy, but it sounded better that way. He errantly noted to himself that neither could chug properly as he went looking for a barmaid to serve him.

To his great annoyance, no one would serve him or even hear him because of all the commotion with the chugging race. Thirsty and utterly brazen, he practically floated over the crowd to unassumingly hook a mug of mead from the table and down the whole thing in under a second before floating over the table to the other side, smiling to himself.
There we go!
My CS is up, I'll join in as soon as I'm approved!
Name: Quint Kenning

Age:25

Gender: Male

Race: Fae Folk

Weapons: An enchanted longsword and parrying dagger, named "Rhyme and Reason"

Magic: Spirit magic, nature magic

Abilities: Experienced swordsman, can channel the energy of the spirit world into offense and utility, varying degrees of control over nature spirits and processes

Personality: Quiet and thoughtful, with a healthy sense of humor. Quint is relatively intelligent, and prefers the hands on approach to any situation. He keeps mostly to himself but forms close bonds with the few people he feels understand his outlook on the world. Quint is never needlessly cruel, but he follows his own set of morals and fights for his own personal reasons rather than for any cause.

Allegiance: Neutral

History: A tall, slender fae known as an axomite, Quint was born in the First World like most of his race. He had a happy childhood full of lessons from the natural world and the whimsical First World. Upon reaching the beginning of his golden youth, he traveled to the Material Plane to seek his fortune as an adventurer. A chance encounter in a remote and ruined graveyard with an ancient and tired lich, rendered powerless by time, sparked Quint's interest in the energy and mysteries of the dead and forgotten. This encounter also provided him with his magical set of blades, which he has carried ever since. In a surprisingly small amount of years, he became a skilled and powerful ritualist, commanding the power of the restless dead against his enemies with almost eerie enthusiasm. To balance himself, Quint also studies and employs the magic of nature and all things natural and living. He has a powerful animal magnetism and an encyclopedic knowledge of woodlore.

Appearance: Tall, slender and broadshouldered. Quint has dark gold colored hair and a short beard, and his eyes are a ghostly blue, a mark of his fae blood. He wears light armor of a strange fae material resembling glass, and a normal green cloak. Though shaped like a human, Quint is very clearly not human.
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