OverviewRace: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Birthday: 15th of Winter, 488 AV
Birthplace: Syliras
Occupation: Knight
Unit: 1st Wing, White Company, 2nd Regiment, Silver Quadron
Shield Points: 0
Appearance: Luther is six foot tall and weighs 174 pounds. He has scraggly dark brown hair that reaches just below his ears. Luther is remarkably fit since he spends the majority of his free time exercising since he doesn't believe in getting fat. His skin is just one shade light of being pale. Luther has some light stubble on his chin and across his top lip which is very visible. There is also a scar just above his right eye from where he tripped up and banged his head on a tree trunk.
Character ConceptLuther is generally a nice guy if people are nice to him. He's the type to like a person if they're polite but essentially despise their being if they are rude to him or somebody he cares about. He enjoys the company of woman and a good ale but won't go as far to get drunk out of his mind and make an idiot of himself. Luther has some modicum of self-respect. He's a talkative and friendly person, who'd open a door for someone to helping a senior citizen across the street.
Character HistoryLuther was born in Syliras on the 15th day of Winter in 488 AV to a merchant mother and a sailor father, of whom he saw rarely. His childhood was relatively easy since he had two parents that were both employed, which couldn't be said for many of the children within the walls of Syliras. Luther's family was kept in moderate wealth, meaning he got the essentials along with some of the other consumer goods that he used to pass the time with.
When Luther was 13, he'd been taken out one of his classes by his private tutor who looked oddly solemn and stone-faced. He took Luther into his office where his mother was sat in the corner, weeping. His father was nowhere to be seen. The tutor sat Luther down on the chair on the other side of his desk and slowly started to speak, informing him the ship his father was on had sunk and all aboard were most likely dead, his father included.
Something in Luther changed that day. He didn't weep like his mother once the news had been broken to him. He just went home and sat in his room, refusing to come out for a week. Once the time was up, Luther just put on his coat and proceeded to leave his home, wandering the wildland areas outside of Syliras, with no regard for his safety. It was like Luther was just in a daze, with no clue where he was going.
Two days into his 'adventure', he finally realized he was lost and began to panic. He started running along, through the trees, trying his hardest to find a way out of his forest hell. Luther suddenly caught his foot on an overgrown root and was sent tumbling headfirst into a tree, banging it hard and knocking him unconscious.
Once Luther came around, he was being carried on a makeshift stretcher that was carried by two armor clad men, which he almost immediately recognized as Syliran knights. They must have found him while they were out on patrol, or his mother maybe raised the alarm once she found his room empty. He only managed to look up once more before dropping back out of consciousness.
The second time Luther woke up, he was in a tent on a comfortable bed, surrounded by wounded knights. One knight, who Luther recognized as one of the men who carried him back, came over to check if he was OK. Luther told the knight he admired their bravery, which he did, and wanted to become a member of their order. The knight smiled and told Luther that he was welcome to come along once he got out of the medical center and that's exactly what Luther did.
LanguagesFluent Language: Common
Basic Language: N/A
Poor Language: N/A
SkillsSkill | EXP | Total | Proficiency |
Weapon: Short Sword | 30 SP, +1 XP | 31 | Competent |
Weapon: Shield | 20 SP, +2 XP | 22 | Novice |
Riding: Horse | 15 RB | 15 | Novice |
Observation | +2 XP, +1 XP | 3 | Novice |
Endurance | +1 XP, +1 XP | 2 | Novice |
Tactics | +1 XP | 1 | Novice |
Unarmed Combat | +1 XP | 1 | Novice |
Stealth | +1 XP | 1 | Novice |
LoresLore of History: Syliran Knights
Lore of Religion: Sylir
RelationshipsPossessions1 Set of Clothing
-Simple Shirt
-Simple Pants
-Simple Undergarments
-Simple Coat
-Simple Boots
1 Waterskin
1 Backpack which contains:
-Comb (Wood)
-Brush (Wood)
-Soap
-Razor
-Balanced Rations (1 Week's worth)
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel
100 Gold Mizas
Syliran Knight armor (Loaned from the Syliran Knights)
Short sword (Loaned from the Syliran Knights)
Steel shield (Loaned from the Syliran Knights)
Heirloom: N/A
HousingLocation: Syliras
House: An apartment in the Stormhold Citadel.
LedgerPurchase | Cost | Total |
Starting | +100 GM | 100 GM |
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