

Name:
Tristan Tallgrass
Race:
Drykas
Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Physical Description:
Tristan stands tall at 6'1, his black hair falls in easily tamed, loose curls. Piercing blue eyes set a charming contrast against skin deeply tanned by years spent in the sun. He sports a muscular frame earned from hard work. Smooth skin seemingly untouched by the elements and handsome features.
Personality:
Tristan is a proud man, the first to stand and defend his beliefs. He can be charming and sweet, but can also be cruel and indifferent if need be. He is an adventurer at heart, a dare devil, and loves to press his luck. Very outspoken most of the time, yet he has his secrets. Pointless fighting holds no purpose to him, but he will take a blow and give one just the same.
Ethics: Innocent until proven guilty, to take a life for pety reasons is to lose your own.
Likes: Passion, spirit, horses, beautiful women, ale, weapons
Dislikes: Authority figures, for seeing themselves as above others. Thieves, for not having the courage to ask. People who could help themselves but choose not to, for their laziness and Liers, for their cowardliness.
Character History:
Born into the emerald clan he learned from the time he could walk what was expected of him. As soon as he could hold a bow he was taught the skills of an archer. He was also taught to skin a kill without damaging the pelt. His teachers were strict, no games. His mistakes were scolded and in such he learned quickly. When he was old enough to mount a horse he was taught to ride, working with the horse as one, learning to sense and direct it's movements. Picking a cat for it's intelligence and learning to decipher the signs of a good animal, from those of a dumb beast. All of the skills a young Dryka's should learn. And most importantly the seven laws
His father was a grand hunter, rarely returning empty handed and frequently took Tristan along once he was old enough. Hunting became a passion and he loved to watch their cats in the hunt. It was a beautiful sight. It was the most time spent with his father and he cherished it. His mother was his father's first wife, giving her status above the rest and due to this fact had time to teach him other things, things his father didn't. Like how to pray thanks for each animals life they took, how to address the gods and stay in their favor.
Near his sixteenth birthday his father left on a hunting trip that he'd never return from. His horse returned, riderless, along with the large feline he had taken to aide his hunt. What happened was never clear, his body never found. It was as if the gods themselves had plucked him from the earth. Trisan was never the same, he held a bitterness inside him, becoming silent and moody for periods of time.
Shortly after his seventeenth birthday he found the horse that would give him his windmarks. A proud stallion to say the least, it was a gorgeous beast. A cyphrus strider, polomino colored with a dun colored dorsal stripe and ebony locks. The horse met his passion and strength and they became virtually inseperetable. A wild fire raged over the land, destroying much of everything, claiming his mother and his horse among many other things. Devestated Tristan left Cyphrus in grief he could bear the pain, everything he cherished had perished and yet he was spared. The adventurer in him took hold and he set out with the last of his pride, vowing to return to his land.
Training & Skill Points:
Starting Package:
Riding: 20 (racial bonus 10 starting package 10)
Hunting: 15 (starting package)
Archery: 10 (Starting package)
Armed combat/ dagger: 10 (starting package)
Hand to hand combat: 5 (starting package)
Lores:
Lore of riding horses
Lore of hunting with a bow
Equipment/Possessions:
1 set of clothing:
1 waterskin
1 backpack containing:
comb, brush, razor, soap
food for a week
1 eating knife
flint and steel
Family heirloom: His father's dagger. (30 gm)
Money: 100 gm
1 large tent
1 large tarp
100 ft of rope
flint and steel
lantern
two torches
bedroll
blanket
fishing tackle and hooks
A riding horse: Leopardbred
full set of tack
1 large set of saddle bags
Ledger:
100 gm
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