KeysMay 29, 2017May 29, 2017 at 07:49 PM
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Character Name: Dergan Willowshade
Race: Bosmer
Age: Young Adult
Sex: Male
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Affliction: N/A
Physical Description
Three things can immediately identify this man: The intricate, colourful sleeve tattoos depicting plants on one arm and animals on the other. There seem to be two artist's styles going on in these sleeves, if one looks closely. The second thing is that he is usually topless, showing off his muscles and tats. The third, and most obvious, is that he is missing his left calf and foot. He gets around on a mossy fallen branch that he uses for a cane. His hair is dark brown and his eyes are a pale yellow. His face is marked by an old scar that runs from cheek to chin, disrupting the line of his lips. There are other scars, but who doesn't have a few of those? He has a strong jaw, square chin, and thick eyebrows.
Personality
Life has not been kind to Dergan, and he fully expects it to keep up its cruelty. He'll try to be friendly, anyway and genuinely cares about the well-being of others, but his confidence is lacking at the moment. He's more of a listener than a talker. Often seen at the local tavern wherever he goes, he'll get more social as the drink relaxes him. Sometimes he even flirts a little, but he's rarely seen taking it much farther than a conversation.
Why is your character in Dominion territory? How did they get here?
He was born in Valenwood.
Background
Dergan had a fairly normal childhood for his people. He learned to hunt, wrestle, handle a bow, and read. When he wasn't learning, he was helping his parents out with chores or playing in the village. He had a short-lived hunting career in his adolescence, until a senche attacked him and his brother. It mauled Dergan, the deepest wound being in his left leg. His brother killed the tiger and dragged his injured kin back to town. By the time they arrived, the wound was badly infected. The healer cut the calf off, cauterized the wound from the amputation, and quietly left Dergan and his brother alone with the limb for a few days. The siblings claim they fed the meat to some stray dogs. Unsure of what to do with the bone, Dergan carved small figures out of it, and discovered his penchant for the arts. His brother kept hunting, and eventually found a woman to settle down with.
Dergan had a rougher time with love. He gave the bone figures to a girl he was sweet on. She kept them even after leaving him for another bosmer. She told Dergan that she loved him, but her father didn't approve of her dating a cripple. She offered to keep seeing him, but he didn't want to soil her reputation. Still, he couldn't take seeing the new couple together every day, so the heartbroken elf went on a journey through Valenwood and Grahtwood. Originally his plan was to go alone and let some senche finish the job its kind had started, but fate wouldn't have it. He kept running into people who wanted to share their food and exchange tales. As he wandered about healing from the breakup and meeting new people over the years, his will to live grew stronger again. He came to prefer riding wagons - easier on his remaining foot, and there were still strangers to talk to. He met a tattoo artist on the road and learned the craft - between tattoos, carvings, storytelling, and odd jobs, he manages to make a living.
Race: Bosmer
Age: Young Adult
Sex: Male
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Affliction: N/A
Physical Description
Three things can immediately identify this man: The intricate, colourful sleeve tattoos depicting plants on one arm and animals on the other. There seem to be two artist's styles going on in these sleeves, if one looks closely. The second thing is that he is usually topless, showing off his muscles and tats. The third, and most obvious, is that he is missing his left calf and foot. He gets around on a mossy fallen branch that he uses for a cane. His hair is dark brown and his eyes are a pale yellow. His face is marked by an old scar that runs from cheek to chin, disrupting the line of his lips. There are other scars, but who doesn't have a few of those? He has a strong jaw, square chin, and thick eyebrows.
Personality
Life has not been kind to Dergan, and he fully expects it to keep up its cruelty. He'll try to be friendly, anyway and genuinely cares about the well-being of others, but his confidence is lacking at the moment. He's more of a listener than a talker. Often seen at the local tavern wherever he goes, he'll get more social as the drink relaxes him. Sometimes he even flirts a little, but he's rarely seen taking it much farther than a conversation.
Why is your character in Dominion territory? How did they get here?
He was born in Valenwood.
Background
Dergan had a fairly normal childhood for his people. He learned to hunt, wrestle, handle a bow, and read. When he wasn't learning, he was helping his parents out with chores or playing in the village. He had a short-lived hunting career in his adolescence, until a senche attacked him and his brother. It mauled Dergan, the deepest wound being in his left leg. His brother killed the tiger and dragged his injured kin back to town. By the time they arrived, the wound was badly infected. The healer cut the calf off, cauterized the wound from the amputation, and quietly left Dergan and his brother alone with the limb for a few days. The siblings claim they fed the meat to some stray dogs. Unsure of what to do with the bone, Dergan carved small figures out of it, and discovered his penchant for the arts. His brother kept hunting, and eventually found a woman to settle down with.
Dergan had a rougher time with love. He gave the bone figures to a girl he was sweet on. She kept them even after leaving him for another bosmer. She told Dergan that she loved him, but her father didn't approve of her dating a cripple. She offered to keep seeing him, but he didn't want to soil her reputation. Still, he couldn't take seeing the new couple together every day, so the heartbroken elf went on a journey through Valenwood and Grahtwood. Originally his plan was to go alone and let some senche finish the job its kind had started, but fate wouldn't have it. He kept running into people who wanted to share their food and exchange tales. As he wandered about healing from the breakup and meeting new people over the years, his will to live grew stronger again. He came to prefer riding wagons - easier on his remaining foot, and there were still strangers to talk to. He met a tattoo artist on the road and learned the craft - between tattoos, carvings, storytelling, and odd jobs, he manages to make a living.