Torias

[Torias]

Torias Appearance Race: Nuit Gender: Male Age: 74 Birthday: 34th Spring, 439 AV Appearance: Currently, Torias has taken residence in the body of a four-armed Eypharian. Much of the natural luster has faded with mild decay, but in the right lighting, the skin glitters with a subtle metallic sheen. Dark, semi-long hair is always pulled back to diminish the look of stringiness. Although the body belonged to a man in his very late 30s, the shroud of death has aged his features another ten years at least. Like every Nuit, he possesses the dark bags beneath his eyes and black tongue. Character Concept Only recently has Torias left his life behind, or as he would put it, was left behind by his own life. A relatively young Nuit, he maintains a strong hold on the man he was during his natural life, the memories all still fresh in his mind. Though quiet, he is deeply compassionate and is often compelled to help those in need. Having little left of his own life to hang onto, Torias is drawn toward the things that remind him of his original existence. Knowing fully well how the majority of the world feels about Nuits, he mostly keeps to himself. He is shy and expects no one to see him for the person living behind his stolen face. Talented in the ways of medicine, Torias only asserts himself when he recognizes that someone is in need of healing. Lately however, the line between medicine being a practice of healing or merely a scientific art... is beginning to blur. Character History Torias would say the past is irrelevant to who and what he is now, though he doesn't believe that himself. He speaks little about what he originally was or where he came from. The oft repeated question, "Why did you become a Nuit?" is usually deflected or ignored. Torias has little to prove about his character. He prefers to speak through actions, not words. In his life, Torias will admit that he has traveled some. The desert, most recently, as this is where he acquired his Eypharian host body. He is not, however, a natural born Eypharian. Language Fluent Language: Common Basic Language: Symenos Poor Language: Arumenic Skills Skill EXP Total Proficiency Medicine 30SP 30 Competent Philtering 10SP 10 Novice Embalming 10RB 10 Novice Herbalism 5SP 5 Novice Cooking 5SP 5 Novice Lores Lore of Human Anatomy Lore of Sahova Culture Possessions 1 Set of Clothing -Faded red linen shirt. -Faded brown linen pants. -Linen undergarments. -Brown, wool-lined coat. -Leather boots. 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Wood) -Brush (Wood) -Soap -Razor -1 bottle of embalming fluid -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel -Surgeon's Toolkit -5 6oz Vials -10 sq. yards of linen cloth for bandages -Blank book -Charcoal (10 sticks) -Quill -Ink vial -Brown linen cowl Heirloom: Herbalist Toolkit Housing Location: Zeltiva House: Temporary housing at World's End Grotto. Ledger Purchase Cost Total Starting +100 GM 100 GM Cash in Housing +500 GM 600 GM 20 nights at World's End Grotto -4 GM 596 GM Surgeon's Toolkit -200 GM 396 GM 5 6oz Vials -15 GM 381 GM 10 sq. yards of linen cloth -1 GM 380 GM Blank book -3 GM 377 GM Charcoal (10 sticks) -5 CM 376.95 GM Quill -5 CM 376.90 GM Ink vial -1 GM 375.90 GM Linen cowl -2 SM 375.70 GM Mortar and pestle -1 GM 374.70 GM Full Grown Plants (Common) -1 GM 373.70 GM Full Grown Plants (Uncommon) -5 GM 368.70 GM Tongs -6 SM 368.64 GM Flowerpots (Small) -3 SM 365.64 GM Starter Plants (Common) -7 SM 364.57 GM Thread List Conscience Twenty-one bells, 14th, Spring, 460. I wish I could forget you. The bells between midnight and dawn, 3rd Summer, 499. Light and misfortune. Late morning, 21st Fall, 509. The things I do when I'm broke. The cusp of sunset, 47th Summer, 512. A little too much? Early morning, 10th Summer, 513. I'm glad I waited to visit. Midafternoon, thereabouts, 11th Summer, 513. Never once have I feared the night. Two bells after nightfall, 53rd Summer, 513. The dark seems darker than I remember. Some hours past midnight, 61st Summer, 513.