AppearanceRace: Human, Inarta
Weight/Height 125 lbs, 5 feet 10 inches.
Gender: Male
Age: 24 years of age.
Birthday: 14 Summer 488 AV
Birthplace: Wind Reach
Appearance:
Korvathi weighs around 125 lbs and stands just a few inches under 6 feet tall. He has a slim, but well built physique which shows that there is some fight if him if he were ever provoked. His garb consists of clothing dyed to match the earthen tones of the forests that he usually frequents while on one of his many hunting sessions. He has a straightened posture from years of experience behind the bow as well as the scars upon his rough and calloused hands to show that he has lived a hands on kind of life-style. His hair style to be put kindly is well... literally an unkempt mess, his beard is rather a mixture of hair, sweat, grime, and the occasional crumb of food from his last meal as he never really commits himself to wash it and his hair is only clean of debris because of his personal preference of keeping it shortened within a few centimeters of his scalp. If others were to look upon Korvathi, they would probably think and see a quiet, self-made pariah who tends to stick to himself, if they were lucky enough to take a quick glance at his dark green eyes they would see a slight spark of life in them, but not long after that quick glance would he be looking down at the ground or right past them almost as if he were staring off into the distance.
Character ConceptKorvathi's nature would be described as a calm peaceful one, he tends to stick to himself and his own business as it is usually the safest route for him and never tends to cause much trouble as he sees it. He has basically proclaimed himself a pariah in his own right and only comes in contact with others when the need arises such as selling his gatherings from a recent hunting success or to buy supplies that he can't provide for himself out in the wilderness. Even though he enjoys the exhilaration and peacefulness of the hunt leading to the inevitable death of his prey does not mean that he is some cold hearted monster, he is not without compassion or a heart, it is actually quite the contrary. Korvathi will never waste anything from his kills, he tries to use as much as possible and then leaves the remains for another being of the wilderness to survive off of. Korvathi might seem like a cold shut-in person devoid of any emotion, but if he were to allow himself to escape his own prison, most would find him to be a rather nice young man and would even go as far to say that he is a person that would be considered a great and valuable friend.
Character HistoryIn the distant past:"Charles stop, the others are only asleep in the next room, we might wake them!" she whispers through a giggle as her lover lays her across the table, accidentally knocking a goblet over the edge of the table resulting in a small noise of clatter that could have given the two away just then to her sleeping family in the next room. "Then let them awaken and find us my dear Evelyn, it has been long enough that we have hidden our little secret from them." Charles whispers back as he nibbles softly on her ear, causing her to forget her fears and leading to yet another night of passionate love-making between the two young love birds.
The next morning Charles is awakened by the screaming and swatting of Evelyn's mother as she beats him with her broom, "Get you scoundrel, how dare you soil my daughters good virtue with your pestilent seed, out I tell you!" she shouts at him. Charles quickly pulls up his trousers and gives a reassuring wink to his beloved Eve and runs out of the cave entrance and out into the streets of Wind Reach as a glass vase shatters against the stone next to him, showering him with tiny shards of glass, making him move all the faster down the streets.
*Korvathi sits back in his leather recliner as he puffs out a ring of smoke from his pipe, he looks over to the reader and chuckles softly, "Now let's take a break for a moment and give a background on just who our two love birds are and how they relate to me, Korvathi, and my story." he puffs out another ring and begins to talk again, "You see, Charles was at the time just a young well off traveling merchant from the lands of Syliras who over just the last few years grown quite fond of Wind Reach and her people as well as the many beautiful young women she had to offer, especially our bright, spirited Evelyn we all had the chance to meet earlier..." he says with a smile as he remembers the women, taking another puff he continues to tell his story, "Well now let's take a look at our other member of the story now shall we? Ahh, yes then here we go... Evelyn as stated earlier is a native of Wind Reach and our significant other to Charles, being the daughter of an Avora provided her with more then enough pinions to spend in the local market if she so desired, which eventually led to her running into our young and charming merchant Charles one day while out in the market, in just the few short days of his stay in Wind Reach, the two had formed a close and intimate bond, leaving them almost inseparable." Korvathi stops, takes another puff then begins to speak again, "Now that we all know the story behind these two, I suggest we return to the story..."*
A little over nine and a half months later:He happily strolls into the streets of Wind Reach and parts with the rest of his caravan as he heads off into the direction of Evelyn's home, when he gets there he is greeted by her mother, who has somewhat still kept a grudge on him for sleeping with her daughter, who scowls at him, but lets him in anyways, "Come to ruin our lives some more already?" she says. Confused at the meaning of her words, Charles just continues to stride over to Evelyn's part of the cave and enters into her quarters, where he takes a step back in shock at the sight before him. Looking up from breastfeeding a little babe, Evelyn smiles at her lover, "Oh Charles, isn't he a miracle!?!" she exclaims while standing up and walking over to him, quickly slipping the child from her grasp to his. Charles, who had been frowning at first quickly switched his frown to a proud grin as he looked into the dark green eyes of his first born child, "What is his name?" he asks quietly. "It's Korvathi..." she says, trying to stifle a cry, but fails dismally. Looking up from his child's captivating eyes, Charles asks her what's wrong and she begins to explain how that since he is a mixed blood that he might be put into the Dek caste when he's older because he could end up lacking the traits of purebred Inarta and that she could not let that happen to their son, so she tells Charles that he must father the child alone and take him with him when it is time for him to leave Wind Reach yet again. The two quietly embrace for what seems a long while before it is time for Charles to leave, Evelyn hands him a satchel full of the necessary supplies to take care of Korvathi and sends them on their way while trying to hold back her tears.
Sixteen years later: It peacefully walks over to the edge of the stream lowers its head down to the refreshing water to quench its thirst, but quickly brings its head up alert and on edge as it catches the scent of something foreign and known to its kind, too late though for this deer because as soon as it brings its head up does the hunter draw back his bow string and release his volley, wounding the deer and causing it to slowly fall to the ground as its eyes grow dark in the embrace of death. Korvathi calmly walks over to the deer and examines the clean kill, not bad for only his second time out in the woods all by himself, his father would be proud that he was able to finally bring a deer in and without any help this time either. A few hours later and he was breaking through the forest clearing and into the camp site of his father's caravan, "Ahh, there he is, there's my son!" his father exclaims, "And look what he's brought for us this time, a buck!". Korvathi drags the deer over to the camp cook and walks over to his father, "I grow in skill after every hunt, when do you think I'll be able to go out on the expeditions for larger game?" he asks. "In due time my boy, give it a few more years and you will be strong enough to use your grandfather's old bow and then you'll be ready..." his father calmly says. Korvathi nods in disappointment, "Yes father... I understand." he mutters as he breaks off from his father and heads towards his perch in the tree that he had chosen to sleep in that night.
Three years after his first successful hunt alone:Korvathi walks side by side with his hunting partner as they track their prey, a rather large bear that had been shadowing the caravan for the past day or so. His partner holds up a hand and motions to their far right as he spots the bear they had been following for the last 4 hours, they slowly begin to gain ground on it as they pick up their pace and split off from each other and take up position on either side of the bear. Korvathi takes a step towards the bear, but accidentally snaps a twig under his heel instantly alerting it, as it looks towards him it snarls, letting out a grunt it starts to charge him. Korvathi grits his teeth and lets fly his volley, taking the bear in its left flank and staggering it a bit, but it continues to charge at him. He narrowly dodges to the side when he hears another growl and sees the the bear on its hind legs about to fall upon him when a well place shot from his partners bow embeds itself in the bears right eye, the bear roars in pain, swatting at the shaft now protruding out of its eye and now turns off in the direction of his friends area, he quickly gets up and runs after the two while fumbling to place his arrow on his bow string and keep up with them. Just as Korvathi turns around the bend of a large red wood tree, he hears another roar and then the scream of his partner and sees the bear swipe its claws, drawing crimson across the hunter's chest. Korvathi narrows his eyes and releases his volley, landing the shot in between the bears shoulder-blades and fumbles to fire off another that just barely managed to embed itself in the bears throat and luckily ended up in being the kill shot that the exhausted huntsman needed. He then staggers over to his friend and clutches his hand to give him so relief from his pain until he passes away moments later, Korvathi then rests his head against the soft moss bed beneath them and drifts off into a fitful sleep until he is awakened some time later to find himself upon a makeshift stretcher being carried off towards his fathers caravan location according to one of the men carrying him, he looks over to see the corpse of his hunting partner and passes out once again. He awakens a few hours later to find that he is now in his tent and sees his father just sitting there staring at him, a look of disappointment shows across his face even in the darkness, "You've really let me down on this one boy... you've really let me down..." he says as he shakes his head and leaves the tent. Korvathi rests for the next few days almost always alone by himself and then spends another two recuperating before he is in enough shape to slip out of the camp past the camp sentry's that night and leave behind the only life he ever knew, he had decided to do this because he felt responsible for the death of his friend and thought it best to escape into the woods and live by himself as a personal punishment.
The Present; Age Twent-four:He sits by the heat of the fire and continues to skin and prepare the three squirrels that he had caught in his snares earlier that morning, he places one of the skinned carcasses in a pouch on his horses saddle bags and then strings the other two over a thin stick and places them on top of the make shift spit and begins to slowly roast them. An hour later Korvathi douses the flames and climbs up the tree closest to the fire pit and slips into his hammock to rest for the night, so that he will be ready for yet another day of hunting in the woods for survival.
Possessions
Clothing:
-1 Dark Brown Linen Shirt
-1 Pair of Dark Leather Breeches
-1 Pair of White Cotton Undergarments
-1 Pair of Softened Leather Boots
-1 Forest Green Cloak
-1 Leather Vest
-1 Forest Green Hood
-1 Pouch, Belt
-1 Archery Glove
-1 Archer's Arm Guard
Food/Liquids:
-2 Waterskin(s)
-Balanced Rations (1 Week's worth)
-Water Additive
Horse:
-Seme Horse
-Blanket And Hood, Horse, Medium
-Saddle Pad
-Feed, 20lbs
-Halter
-Bit And Bridle
-Saddlebags, Large which contain:
*Water Trap
*Brick Press
*Tent, one-person
Storage:
-1 Backpack which contains:
*Comb (Wood)
*Brush (Wood)
*Soap
*Razor
*1 eating knife
*Flint & Steel
-1 Backpack which contains:
*Toolkit, Hunter/Trapper's
*Camouflage Tarp (10 sq.ft.)
*Bedroll
*Hammock
-Quiver
*Shortbow Arrows (40)
*Arrow, Game (60)
Heirloom:
His Grandfather's engraved short bow and matching quiver. An old family heirloom once owned by Korvathi's Grandfather on his mother's side of the family, its upper and bottom limbs are carved at the nocks to resemble the head of an eagle, while the matching quiver is made up of two pieces of softened leather and branded to look like the edges at the bottom that makes the quiver look like an eagles wing.
Languages
Fluent Language: Common
Basic Language: Nari
Poor Language: N/A
Lores
-Lore of Syliran Geography
-Lore of Wind Reach Geography
Skills
| Skill | EXP | Total | Proficiency |
| Archery (Short bow) | +10 RB, +20 SP | 30 | Competent |
| Climbing | +5 SP | 5 | Novice |
| Stealth | +5 SP | 5 | Novice |
| Tracking | +5 SP | 5 | Novice |
| Trapping | +5 SP | 5 | Novice |
| Hunting | +5 SP | 5 | Novice |
| Wilderness Survival | +5 SP | 5 | Novice |
Housing
Nomadic Lifestyle: Korvathi often travels along with the current seasons most profitable hunting locations and then returns to whatever civilization will buy his pelts and other items he brings back from his long months in the wilds. Most frequent locations that he does inhabit for extended periods of time, however would be areas in or around Wind Reach and Syliras.
Ledger| Purchase | Cost | Total |
| Starting | +100 GM | 100 GM |
| Sold Home in Syliras | +500 GM | 600 GM |
| Seme Horse | -200 GM | 400 GM |
| Leather Vest | -6 SM | 399 GM 4 SM |
| Forest Green Hood | -5 SM | 398 GM 9 SM |
| Toolkit, Hunter/Trapper's | -25 GM | 373 GM 9 SM |
| Blanket And Hood, Horse, Medium | -8 GM | 365 GM 9 SM |
| Saddle Pad | -1 GM | 364 GM 9 SM |
| Feed, 20lbs | -1 SM | 364 GM 8 SM |
| Halter | -1 SM | 364 GM 7 SM |
| Bit And Bridle | -2 GM | 362 GM 7 SM |
| Saddlebags, Large | -8 GM | 354 GM 7 SM |
| Camouflage Tarp (10 sq.ft.) | -12 GM | 342 GM 7 SM |
| Pouch, Belt | -1 GM | 341 GM 7 SM |
| Backpack (Empty) | -2 GM | 339 GM 7 SM |
| Water Trap | -45 GM | 294 GM 7 SM |
| Brick Press | -10 GM | 284 GM 7 SM |
| Bedroll | -1 SM | 284 GM 6 SM |
| Hammock | -5 GM | 279 GM 6 SM |
| Tent, one-person | -2 GM | 277 GM 6 SM |
| Water Additive | -3 GM | 274 GM 6 SM |
| Waterskin | -1 GM | 273 GM 6 SM |
| Shortbow Arrows (40) | -2 GM | 271 GM 6 SM |
| Arrow, Game (60) | -12 GM | 259 GM 6 SM |
| Archery Glove | -1 GM | 258 GM 6 SM |
| Archer's Arm Guard | -1 GM | 257 GM 6 SM |
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by Korvathi on February 15th, 2013, 3:47 am 
