Race: Human.
Gender: Male.
Age: 21.
Birthday: Season of Winter, Day 27, 493 AV.
Birthplace: Syliras
AppearanceKheti stands at roughly 6'1", weighing in at 191 lbs. On his head is a short, somewhat messy mat of dark blonde hair, complimented by a sky-blue pair of eyes. His jawline is slightly more broad than the norm, sloping down to a fairly rounded chin. Eyes often narrowed, one might think he is constantly lost in thought. It is debatable, whether or not this is truly the case.
Kheti boasts the furtunately smooth skin of the youthful, time having not yet taken it's toll on his form. At least, not in full force. His light-toned skin boasts a few scars here and there, but nothing major enough to draw the eye toward the markings. A long-faded scar mars the right side of his neck, looking almost as though an arrow grazed him, not deep enough to cause any real damage. Beneath his clothing, the reminder of a set of claws raked over his chest keeps him marked, likely by some form of feline animal, or perhaps canine. Something with claws, that much is certain.
His build is that of a runner; slender, athletic, but certainly well toned. His legs are perhaps the strongest part of his body, to help maintain both speed and balance. His chest and arms, honed from years of training with a bow, bear some measure of bulk, as well. He seems to quite like remaining light on his feet, sacrificing raw strength for agility, and precision.
Character ConceptA loner for most of his life, it may come as no surprise that Kheti was... a quiet type. Often left to his own thoughts, it had turned to sheer habit, now, to internalize most things. Rare to speak his mind, there were very few who knew even his emotions, let alone his innermost thoughts. Those he managed to let in, however? He was fully loyal to them, perhaps even to a fault. He would live and die for them without a second thought. His father - at least, the man who adopted him as an infant - instilled in his mind from a very young age that loyalty was everything. Without loyalty, what are you, after all? He took those teachings to heart, but not without caution. Loyalty like that could not simply be thrown every which way. It needed to be earned. And that was far from an easy task to accomplish.
As such, he was more often than not left on his own, aside from his father. Having been trained from childhood to take up the occupation of his father and role-model, his very job made him even more solitary. He was a hunter. With most of his time being spent in the wilderness short distances from the city, he did not have much time to make friends, or socialize at all, in fact. Not that he minded. He was perfectly comfortable, being left alone. At least... he thought. Then, for the first time in his life... he felt fully alone. That day, was the day his father died.
He knew it was coming. The man was growing old, getting sick more frequently. They both knew this. After all, he was adopted for this very reason. Taking over, when his father could not longer hunt. Meats were still needed in the city, his catches would not simply be replaced. At least, not easily. But... in spite of Kheti's introversion, he had never been on his own before, in truth. He kept to himself, but he always had his father to confide in. To share, when his own thoughts were not enough. Now... he had lost that. And it hurt.
Now carrying full responsibility of his father's work, as well as the full brunt of his loneliness, Kheti seeks his life within Syliras. Not a job, for he already held one of those, but rather... a reason to continue on with it. Acquaintances, relationships, friends... perhaps even a lover, down the road. It would be a long journey, but... it is one he knows he wants to pursue.
Language Fluent Language: Common
Basic Language: Nari
Poor Language: Vani
Skills Skill | EXP | Total | Proficiency |
Hunting | 25 SP | 25 | Competant |
Tracking | 10 SP | 10 | Novice |
Weapon: Shortbow | 10 SP | 10 | Novice |
Wilderness Survival | 5 SP 15 RP | 20 | Novice |
Lores Lore of Syliran Fauna
Lore of Syliran Geography
Possessions
1 Set of Clothing
-Simple Shirt
-Simple Pants
-Simple Undergarments
-Simple Cloak
-Simple Boots
1 Waterskin
1 Backpack which contains:
-Comb (Metal)
-Brush (Metal)
-Soap
-Razor
-Balanced Rations (1 Week’s Worth)
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel
100 Gold Mizas
Heirloom: Father's Hunting Bow (Shortbow)
Housing Location: Syliras
House: 20x20 Apartment
Ledger Purchase | Cost | Total |
Starting | +100 GM | 100 GM |
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-Some sections may be added/changed, but none of the core content will be altered. Any changes made
will not change the character in any way. The aforementioned changes will only be to bring further clarity to the character as a whole, and to better flesh out the concept of just who he is.