Basic Information:
Race: Human
Birthdate: 3d day of winter, 489
Gender: Male
Physical Description:
A skinny lad with overgrown hair at all ends. The man is a living breathing example of how bohemianism is taken to a whole new level. He bathes when he feels like it, shaves only when it bothers him and his dark brown hair that reaches almost completely down his back has never seemed to have a proper care. The brown eyes scream a life of poverty and his less than new clothes would make one mistake him for a bandit.
Character Concept:
An overly emotional young man who feels like he bares the complete burden of a suffering world. Unable to express what he trully feels in mere words, he sometimes acts differently than his own feelings to hide whatever problem he has. This may seem like a big weakness, but once his bottled up feelings start expressing themselves through an unmistakable talent he bares, the end result is extremely fruitful. One thing that is certainly a weakness is his clumsiness and no good weapon wielding skills.
Character History:
A musician born in the outskirts of a dangerous place called Sunberth. With his mother dead at birth, he was taken care of his father who thought him the basic principles of composing and the art of playing the harpischord. To his fathers surprise, he was very talented and he wanted him to leave this unworthy place and head to Cyphrus once he was old enough. "The akalak people would have much more to teach you than I do. In fact, I was thought by a master before heading to Syrila." It was in his teens that he also became fond of reading and writing and, what was pehaps the biggest home collection of books in Sunberth, captivated him to hours on end. This made him not only very good at expressing his views on another medium like poetry, he also learned to combine it with his music and grew a sense of general songwriting.
It was at a later age he attempted to raise a sword to defend himself, but he went nowhere after a clumsy basic introduction.
A sort of a heaven among hell was burned down by a group of extremists thinking his father was a great supporter of the government. His father died in that fire, but since Longfellow wasn't there when it happened, he was left unharmed. In the following year, he searched for a home which he didn't find in such a brute place. Then he decided to move to Syliras. He packed whatever gold and possesions were spared, hitched a ride and went to Syliras to find a way to earn a living as an artist.
He had luck upon ariving. He found a home in a remote street in Syliras while working as a harpischord player in a local pub. While this made him a living, it did not satisfy his need to create supreme music and go further with his skills. He bought the few books he could find and stayed more and more at home studying instead of working. This led to great debt to the house owner and he was forced to be kicked out. This was a cruel blow to the aspirations of a naive, childlike man who seems to be losing a sense of self.
Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore):
Music composition - 20 points SP
Playing an instrument (Harpischord) - 10 points SP
Writing - 10 points SP
Swordsmanship - 5 points SP
Cooking - 5 points SP
Equipment and Possessions
1 backpack containing:
3 slices of bread
1 bottle of water
1 sized music book
2 notebooks
1 quill
1 map of Sylira
3 books of music theory
1 poetry book
1 old sword
1 worn out cotton jacket
1 worn out cotton pants
1 sandals
Ledger
100 mizas
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