Conor Gray VoldanGeneral InformationName: Conor “Gray” Voldan
Race: Human
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance Appearance: Conor is a youthful man, who has just become a grown-up, but who clearly has some boyish features left. With his short raven black hair and his green eyes, he has always looked somewhat baffling, and he always seemed to have a certain appeal. The black hair actually sets him apart the most, because in the northern region of Taldera, that is pretty rare. When he became a man, the young boy he once was turned into a handsome adult with a muscled and athletic built. His skin is pale, like most humans hailing from the Taldera region.
Conor has several scars adorning his skin, most of them on his back. Each one of them is a memory of failure from his training.
His smile is yet another reason why he is good looking, his pearl white teeth and his gentle features have always given him somewhat of a mischievous smile. Conor always has a penchant for tattoo’s and due to that he has several of them adorning his body. A red dragon crawls up around his left eye, and his wrist is decorated with a black spiral. Conor is 6’2” tall, and weights around 85 kg.
Conor wears a black shirt with silver stitches when he’s just strolling around in hamlets and cities. He wears black trousers with it. Due to the dark color of his clothing, Conor generally manages to blend in with crowds and he’s quite good at staying out of sight. His cloak, one of his trademark items, is dark, dark blue to be accurate, and it has some white fur around the edges of the collar.
But of course, Conor wears armor as well; splintmail to be precise. His armor is made of narrow, vertical strips of metal riveted to a backing of leather that is worn over his cloth padding. Flexible chainmail protects the joints. A helmet protects his head, and is decorated with red horse hair on top of it.
Home Region/DomainHome region: (he grew up in Taldera, but he visits Sylira more frequently) Sylira
PersonalityLikes: sexy women, rogues, combat, money, improving himself, alcohol, traveling, discovering, puzzles
Dislikes: bandits, arrogance, rules, laws, cities, farmers,…
Personality: Conor is a man of contradictions, with a complex and interesting personality. For instance, Conor is pretty lazy, and he enjoys hanging around in the Inn more then he likes hard work. But as soon as he finds something worthy of committing himself to, he’s neigh unstoppable. Then he’s like a workaholic, not being able to stop with his new obsession, whether he’s trying to find an old forgotten ruin, or trying to win the heart of a fair damsel in distress. Conor always had this sort of aura around him, a sort of natural charm that made him somewhat of a pariah as well as almost irresistible. Conor was always fond of his freedom, yet, if he finds a suitable employer, he’s willing to give it up for a little while.
Conor is a sarcastic type, with a rather sharp tongue. To become friends - or perhaps even more? - with Conor one needs to be a rather "lose" type. Gray doesn't really grasps the concept of rules, and he doesn't really understand why people tend to follow them. That's why he has a rather cold disposition towards those people. Some sense of humor and being able to converse decently are two other requirements that are necessary to gain Conor’s confidence. However, people who lack all three do have a chance to win his favor, in a number of ways; like helping him out, or whatever. Gray isn't the most forgiving kind of guy, he tends to hold grudges for long times.
Personal Flaws and MeritsMerits: • Conor shows a lot of commitment to things he cares about
• Conor is very loyal to his friends
• Conor is a born charmer
• Conor is good at surviving
• Conor is good at fighting
Flaws: • Conor has no home
• Conor is pretty lazy
• Conor drinks a lot
• Conor is sometimes dishonest
• Conor is somewhat of a pariah due to his travelling
Starting PackageSword fighting – 30 ptn. Competent
Horse Riding – 25 ptn. Novice(fifteen points racial bonus)
Survival – 5 ptn. Novice
Throwing Weapons - 5 ptn Novice Lore about Taldera province (culture and legends)
Lore about Sylira province (geography) Money and Gear (87 gm, 4 sm left) :* Longsword - 15 gm
* 10 throwing knifes - 10 gm
* 2 javelins - 2 gm
* tent, four person - 10 gm
* rope, hemp (50 ft.) - 1 gm
* torch - 1 cm
* warhorse, light - 150 gm
* dice set bone - 4 cm
* blanket, winter - 5 sm
* bedroll - 1 sm
* splintmail - 200 gm
* helmet – (family heirloom)
* saddle, military - 20 gm
* water additive - 1 gm
* snow guards - 7 gm
* rucksack - 1 gm
* mask - 3 sm
* scabbard - 4 gm
* Whetstone - 2 cm
History Conor was born in Taldera, he was the son of a village chieftain there. His father, Graywulf, ran a small village in the mountain outskirts. Life was hard there, and every day was a constant fight for survival. Conor wasn’t spoiled like many children of political leaders, no he was raised the hard way. Every failure was compensated with a beating, and Conor soon learned his lesson. Those beating however also formed his hatred for laws and bounds. He always felt restricted by them, he felt like a caged animal.
But life wasn’t that bad, at night, the village gathered around a campfire, and the elders told stories about the great war that once had led to the demise of two great empires. Conor always dreamt away, hearing stories of the old heroes. He wanted to see the world outside his village, away from the mountainsides with their constant avalanche threat, and with the cold climate. Conor learnt how to defend himself, and he tried his best to improve himself every time he could. He had a goal now, getting out of the village, and running off to distant lands with exotic names and many heroes.
When he turned eighteen his father took Conor with him, travelling to Sylira to make his son join the knights. Conor escaped just in time, leaving his father when they were just a day’s travel away from Sylira.