Rhys Blodwen

[Rhys Blodwen]

Rhys Blodwen Appearance Race: Human Gender: Male Age: 23 Birthday: 16th of Autumn, 490 A.V. Birthplace: Syliras Appearance: Height: Rhys is about 6"4 feet tall. Weight: About 190 lbs Eye Color: Deep brown Hair color: Dark brown/black, touch of auburn Rhys usually sports mild stubble and messy, a bit greasy, hair. He has a fairly slight form, although carries broad shoulders and mildly muscular arms. Character Concept Rhys, whether he would admit it or not, is pointless. The man has no goals, no direction, no discretion, no pride, and limited manners. Like many, he's wandering, unconsciously searching for purpose in his lost, little mind. He believes that he's returning to the place that his mother always spoke about when she got a misty, distant look in her eyes. The place of his birth. Syliras. He's heard of the bustling public, the rich culture, perhaps, like his mother, he would even find companionship. Character History   Pre-Creation In 489 A.V., a man and a woman exchange chance looks at each other at The Rearing Stallion tavern. The woman was beautiful, the type of woman men stare at but are too intimidated to speak to. The man was handsome, in a rugged sense. Both of them were moderately intoxicated, the man apparently more so, for he approached the woman, and began speaking. The woman was stricken; she hadn't been approached in a long while. Not only that, but the man was humorous, charming, polite, and fairly persuasive. Persuasive enough, anyway, so that the woman fell for him. Needless to say what next happened. The following morning, however, was lonely. She had woken alone, and longed for the figure that gave her company the night previous. To the rugged man, it might have been just a bed mate, but even through her intoxicated state, the woman felt something for the man. She was fairly heartbroken. Over the next few weeks, she adopted a pessimistic and depressed manor. It didn't help that her stomach had become bloated. She became unsure of herself, losing thoughts and actions to insecurity, considering an abortion or perhaps even suicide every day of her seemingly pathetic life. She went through this torture long enough to birth a son on the sixteenth of Autumn. He had, apparently, taken after his father. She decided, then, to name him after his father. She couldn't remember his name, because she was drunk when he introduced himself. He may of said 'Ryan', or maybe 'Reanald', but she heard 'Rhy'sed'. So, through her tears at his birth, the child was named Rhys, and given the last name of his mother, Amelia Blodwen. After a year or two of living in his mother's small apartment, he began to grow. As he grew, he began to look more and more like his father. The hair was messy, even back then, with his father's deep brown, and a touch of his mother's light auburn. His mother began to ignore him, as he reminded her of what could have been. Even so, Rhys loved his mother, through everything. She was the most important thing in his life. So when she packed up everything, including her son, and left Syliras for Zeltiva, Rhys didn't argue. For a year, they traveled in caravans, occasionally even with bands of other independent travelers. After a long while, they reached Zeltiva. His mother got a small apartment and a job as a part-time assistant to a shopkeeper. Rhys never saw the shop, nor did he see his mother's boss at any point. With the pay, they could supply themselves, and even afford Rhys a year at school when he was thirteen. Life was bleak and uninteresting, and Rhys was left to love only one thing: His mother. He lived with only his mother to love. His mother, however, resented the boy. He had become a mirror of his father. Over the years, Rhys had heard his mother in her fitful sleep, mumbling snips of memories. He had pieced it together over a number of years, even the city of Syliras. He had often observed her speak of the wondrous city when she thought that Rhys wasn't there. When he was 21, he began trying to persuade his mother. He had taken after his father in this sense, as well, because they set off later that season. It was spring of 512. Two weeks passed when the sky began to darken. The band he was with was frightened, as was Rhys and his mother, as they could tell that it wasn't an ordinary storm. Half of the company had perished because of the storm. Including Amelia Blodwen. The remaining followed the road to Syliras, solemn looks upon their faces. It took especially long, however, because four out of five horses died, and only two members of the group were uninjured. In which time, Rhys had discovered that he was the only one that would be staying at Syliras. The rest were heading to varying places. For the first time in his life, Rhys was alone. His mother may of been bitter, but he loved her. When he reached the Syliras gates on the the tenth, he was, essentially, broken.   Post-Creation WIP Language Fluent Language: Common Basic Language // Poor Language // Skills Skill EXP Total Proficiency Persuasion 13 SP 15 Novice Storytelling 26 SP 26 Competent Intelligence +15 RB, 11 SP 26 Competent Singing 1 1 Novice Carving 1 1 Novice Lores How to Correctly Blend into a Crowd The Kabrin Road Remembering Mother: A-M-E-L-I-A Happy Birthday to Me Possessions 1 Set of Clothing -Simple Shirt -Simple Pants -Simple Undergarments -Simple Coat -Simple Boots 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Wood) -Brush (Wood) -Soap -Razor -Balanced Rations (1 Week's worth) -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel 497 Gold Mizas Heirloom: A leather satchel, a birthday present from his mother. Housing Location: The White Swan Inn House: Simple room (Renting) Ledger Purchase Cost Total Starting +500 GM 100 GM Inn room -3 Mizas 497 GM Thread List Happy Birthday to Me GRADED Trying to Teach (Anthonius Fighter Pit)IN PROGRESS {The Syliras Theater Square} Exploring Syliras IN PROGRESS {The Bronze Woods, East Kabrin Road} Remember Me CANCELLED A Chance Encounter CANCELLED Why Do We Do The Things We Do? IN PROGRESS The Masquerade Ball DREAMSCAPE, IN PROGRESS

[Rhys Blodwen]

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