Ke'sear

[Ke'sear]

PC Name’s Ke'sear

Physical Information
Race: Human
Birthday & Age: 5th of winter of 488. 22 years old
Gender: Male
Physical Description
Ke'sear has a slight build. Standing at only 5'10, 155 pounds. But thanks to rigorous work outs every morning of some kind. He is deceptively strong and fast. A mass of curly brown locks make their home upon his head. Paired with a set of light blue eyes, making him a primary target for many young girls.
Character Concept
Personality – Ke'sear is a rather weird individual, he enjoys living by himself. He enjoys living off the land and physical activity. He is a rather easy person to get along with, after that first “ice break” as getting through that ice is rather difficult. He limits his time in large city's as he does not like being around many people at once.
Ethics - Ke'sear has no defined set of ethics and could be classified as a on the fence type of person. He has no issues with killing or stealing, as long as it benefits him. But there is a limit But Ke'sear has never been pushed that far in his life of solitude.
Likes – Traveling, Ke'sear enjoys seeing the world. Physical activity. Adventure. Enjoys the tracking and killing of larger animals in any way, shape or form. A roof to sleep under.
Dislikes - Loud, or in some other way annoying people. Very crowded places. Any climate that has a tempture below 70 degrees at any time of the year. Magic.
Character History
Pre-Creation –
Leading his trusty horse Ya-sole up to the next ridge, there was always another ridge. Looking out over the horizon, a literal sea of sand stretching as far as the eye could see in every direction. This was the Burning Lands, one of the most unforgiving places in the known world. Even one mistake could kill you. But this was home.
Ke'sear reached into the saddle pack and after a quick search pulled out a worn scroll. The scroll looked as if it had been through one...or maybe a few to many journeys. Ke'sear handled the scroll as if it were worth the world, obviously doing his best to keep from adding any more tatters to the edges. After some gentle prodding the scroll pulled apart with painstaking slowness. Reveling the faded remains of a map. Ke'sear quickly looked over the map, looking up at the sun then back to the map. Sighing to himself and mumbling under his breath. "Only 5 more miles friend" as he patted Ya-sole on the neck.
Ke'sear owed his very existence to a merchant train. They had found him, abounded on the side of the path in the desert. Somehow, through whatever gods, they had mercy on him and took him in. But existence says nothing about the quality of life. Ke'sear worked very hard for his food and water everyday, doing various jobs around the caravan, and in some cases fighting off the occasional bandit. While this time in Ke'sears life was very important to his survival later on, he hated it.
One night, Ke'sear decided that he was done. Sneaking off into the night with a survival kit and a horse. Making a stop in Ahnatep to buy a scimitar and 3 extra water skins(-15 Mizas) Then, turning headlong in the desert with his only possession from his parents, whoever they were. The map.

Post Creation – Nothing yet!
Training & Skill Points
Initial skills-
Tracking (5) Initial +5
Wilderness Survival (15) Racial bonus +15
Scimitar (30) Initial +5
Hunting (5) Initial +5
Stealth (5) Initial +5
Horse Riding (5) Initial +5
Lore of the Burning lands
Lore of Water Finding
Earned Skill/Points
Equipment/Possessions
1 Set of Clothing (cloak/coat & footwear included)
3 Waterskins
1 Backpack which contains:
1 Set of Toiletries (comb, brush, razor, soap)
Food for a week
1 eating knife
1 large tent (4 person), large tarp, 100 ft of rope, flint & steel, lantern, 2 torches, bedroll, blanket, fishing tackle & hooks, a riding horse, a full set of tack, and a large set of saddlebags.
Map of the Burning lands
Eyktolian Desertbred horse 14'hh


Ledger
(-15) scimitar
(-15) 3 water skins
Total Balance (70 Mizas)
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