Edwyn

[Edwyn]

E dwyn

A ppearance

Race: Kelvic (human/ beagle)
Gender: male
Age: 2 years
Birthday: 67th of fall, 511 AV
Birthplace: Syliras

Appearance:
Canine form: Edwyn’s canine form seems small, much like himself as a human, short snout with drooping ears; white fur splashed with a molten brown and shadowed black in a splotched pattern as if massive droplets of color were thrust upon it. behind his pitch white muzzle lay soft brown eyes wide and curios about the world around him.


Human form: appearing around 16-17 years of age, as in his other form Edwyn is slightly small in height; his body having a lean build and almost pale skin dancing with freckles across his lower limbs up to His almost gaunt face still retaining some of the roundness of youth rapidly disappearing. At his chin Small whisks of gotte growing to match his matted hair; splotched almost exactly like his canine counterpart as are his eyes the deep brown of a dog.

C haracter Concept

Edwyn is the loner searching for a purpose, searching for a tie, searching for a bond. He has always lived in the shadows curios as to the world, trying to take in everything before his short blink of existence is gone. He is loyal to no end, though often he becomes sidetracked by his own interests in everything around him just as a dog might race into the woods in search of a breaking twig.

C haracter History

he never knew his parents, their memories to feint for his recollection like a dream billowing away through the winds of his imagination, all they left him being a small whittled flute and his name, Edwyn. Life was like a slideshow flashing before him almost too fast to catch, always looking for something more, always seeking something new. He made a scant living, foraging for coins, or sometimes playing the flute at narrow street corners; hoping that someone might toss a coin or two… they rarely did. For a long while Edwyn could not understand why people gave him odd looks, why he was different, it was a long time before he realized not everyone was like him, not everyone grew up in just a year or so, not everyone paced the streets one moment as a child and the next as a pup. Some might have said Syliras was a beautiful city, though to Edwyn it felt more like a cage, a cage with walls rather than bars, with safe haven rather than locks. And still he had the feeling the feeling of a need for something… for someone.

L anguage


Fluent Language: common
Fluent Language: dog-speak

S kills

Skill	EXP	Total	Proficiency
Instrument: Flute	30 SP,+2	32	Competent
Tracking	10 SP	10	Novice
Hunting	10 RB	10	Novice
Begging	5 SP	5	Novice
Running	5 SP,+1	6	Novice
Observation	+2,+1, +3	6	Novice
Socialization	+3,+2, +3	8	Novice
Land Navigation	+1	1	Novice
Endurance	+1	1	Novice
Cleaning	+1	1	Novice
Rhetoric	+1	1	Novice
Subterfuge	+1	1	Novice

L ores

-Lore of Syliran Geography
-Lore of Syliran Culture
-Nilika: Speaks a Foreign Tongue
-Nilika: My Bondmate
-Nilika likes things Clean
-Getting Petted Feels So Good
-Letixia Raigner: Squire
-Musical improvisation, a soothing excercise
-Emotions felt through the bond
-Winter: Freezing Season
-Location: Kova's Wishing Well
-Nilika: Likes Snow
-Konti: They Have Scales And Come From The Ocean
-Prank: Playing A Joke On Someone
-Prank: Snowball Fight
-Nilika: Konti


P ossessions


1 Set of Clothing
-Simple Shirt
-Simple Pants
-Simple Undergarments
-Simple Cloak
-Simple Boots
1 Waterskin
1 Backpack which contains:
-Comb (Wood)
-Brush (Wood)
-Soap
-Razor
-Balanced Rations (1 Weeks’ worth)
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel
100 Gold Mizas

Heirloom: a small whittled flute its wood hastily carved with no extravagant detail set into it, almost worthless to most, none the less Edwyn has treasured it throughout his short life, it being the last reminder of his parents that he never knew.


H ousing

Location: apartment in Syliras

House: a small dingy room, its walls bare and cracked slightly as well as a ventilation shaft mounted above the right side wall letting in the frigid night air. Thrown to one side is an old haphazard chest usually left unfilled for most of his meager belongings lie scattered across the room’s cold floor. To the left sits the hearth and an old table that seems ready to collapse at any moment. Finally in the far back of the room is an old bunk its blankets furrowed and unwashed, mat hard and unforgiving.

L edger

Purchase	Cost	Total
Starting	+100 GM	100 GM
living expenses (poor, winter 513 AV)	-45 GM	55 GM

T hread List

-57th of winter, Connections And Beginnings, social thread, Edwyn bonds with a Konti by the name of Nilika.

-67th of winter, Meetings, social thread, A rather awkward meeting between three Sylirians.