Name: Airen. That's it. No last name. Eat it.
Race: Ekuwyn
Gender: Male
Age: Mid 50's.
Height/Weight: Around 6'1, 150 lbs.
Mastered Classes:
Seer
Wayfarer
Trade Classes:
Cook
Angler
Scholar
Leader: Loner
Preferred Weapon:
Wooden Staff/Rod
Appearance:
Wears a long, solid dark blue robe which stretches down to the brown sandals he wears on his feet. He walks quite stiffly, always taking care to make sure he doesn't trip himself by catching his own robe underfoot. Under his robes lie a second dark blue shirt, as well as trousers, should he ever be caught without his customary robes. He holds his staff as an old man would a walking stick (think Gandalf). His face is somewhat worn, lines crease his somewhat weathered face. His complexion is quite bronzed, as he travels quite a bit, and his long gray hair is scattered down both sides of his face. The most interesting thing is that he lacks the ethereal appearance of an Ekuwyn. He is missing any identifying wings or odd features, and he outwardly appears as an elf would; tall and slender.
Personality:
Airen is something of a pacifist. He detests fighting, and prefers much more to reason with any opponent he might come across. Barring reason, evasion is his preferred method of settling conflicts. If all else fails, he will use his staff to bonk the occasional enemy on the head in order to flee. He is eager to make friends, though he does not trust easily. He keeps his true self hidden beneath layers of gruff amusement. Airen tends to bluster alot when talking to others, especially those he just met. When in actuality he is deeply afraid of most people, especially those bigger than himself.
History:
Airen is an Ekuwyn, yet for reasons unknown was banished from his homeland. As a child he was stripped of the trademark Ekuwyn wings, and his parents never informed him of the reason. As a teenager he decided to strike out on his own, where he made it to Telanidor. His past may be uncovered by those who seek friendship with him.
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