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Name: Beodan Clathony (Dan) Gender: Male Age: 10 (appears to be mid-twenties) Birthday: 509 AV, Spring Birthplace: Syliras Race: Kelvic (Horse, Eyktolian Desertbred) Occupation: Herbalist (BP: 6 GM)
Physical Attributes: Height: 6’ 1" -- 185 cm Weight: 172 lbs -- 12.2 stones Eye Color: Brown (chocolate) Hair Color: Dark Brown Facial hair: Thin mustache, barely stubble really Beodan is built thin, but sturdy, with muscles that speak of frequent use all throughout his life. A light dusting of dark chest hair is broken by a jagged, white scar, stretching from his left abdomen to just under his right collarbone. His back has long thin scars left by powerful whip strikes, some more faded than others. His is found with very simple clothing when he is in fact wearing it, though much prefers to do without the restriction.
Horse form: 15.6hh, a full horse. Sleek brown hair that gleams in the sun, with a white blotch starting from his nose and fading as it reaches his ears. Brown eyes peer out of black-rimmed sockets, filled with compassion and curiosity.
Bond Status: Unbound
Character Concept
A horse Kelvic in search of a bond, used to living around civilized society. Motivated primarily by need of food and companionship.
Character History
His young life was spent wandering in Syliras’ outlying forests, fields, and meadows, kept safe from predators due to the high humanoid population nearby, though he did stay in the company of an elderly healer for a time. He learned foreign languages from horse-sympathetic travelers, always begging them for more knowledge. Such was his thirst for it, a burning curiosity. Though, he only ventured into the city itself when he needed some supply not found in nature, or when he was craving something to abait his loneliness. Abuse was common in his young life, and rarely was he treated with any compassion. This caused him to distance himself from other people (only keeping people at arms length, not allowing friendships to form) in adolescence and late childhood, a habit which he still somewhat keeps today.
1 Set of Clothing -Simple Off-White Shirt -Simple Pants -Simple Undergarments -Simple Coat -Simple Moccasins 1 Backpack Heirloom: A Riding Saddle, never worn (Worth 10 GM)
Vanity
Comb (Wood) Brush (for a horse) Soap Razor
Tools-Cooking
Iron Kettle Cooking Pot Gallon Mortar and Pestle Grindstone Herbalist's Kit 1 eating knife Flint & Steel 2 Spades Axe (Splitting)
Storage-Home
16 x Violet Glass Jars 8oz 10 x Glazed Clay Jars 32oz 2 x Green Glass Jars Pnt. 5 x Flower Pots Medium 3 x Flower Pots Small 2 x Lamps 10 x Pint Lamp Oil 3 x Glazed Clay Cups 12 oz 2 x Shelve Set (Good) 1 x Desk (Good) 1 x Bed (Good) 1 x Couch (Good) 1 x Waterskin 1 x Balanced Rations (1 week's worth) 1 x Rope (hemp) 50 feet 2 sq. yds. Cotton Cloth, cut into various sized towels and cloths. 1 x Bedroll 2 x Lamp
Herbs
(* indicates a Mizahar herb)
Herb
Store State
Full Store
*Belltor
Ground Leaves
16.0 oz
*Belltor
Dried Flower
3.0 oz
*Belltor
Tincture (60%)
6.0 oz
*Connal
Dried Flower
2.0 oz
*Connal
Dried Roots
6.0 oz
*Elentai
Dried Rt. Strips
6.5 oz
*Lidgefar
Dried Flowers
5.0 oz
*Lidgefar
Ground Seeds
0.8 oz
*Midwife M.
Ground
8.0 oz
*Vyfox
Cult. Potted
2 Plants
*Vyfox
Dried Flowers
6 Combs
*Vyfox
Dried Leaves
14.0 oz
Belladonna
Cult. Free
2 Plants
Belladonna
Tincture (85%)
0.5 oz
Black Cohosh
Cult. Potted
1 Plant
Chickweed
Cult. Potted
2 Plants
Chickweed
Dried Leaves
12.0 oz
Comfrey
Dried Leaves
12.0 oz
Comfrey
Dried Roots
5.0 oz
Eucalyptus
Oil
2.0 oz
Feverfew
Ground
12.0 oz
Feverfew
Cult. Potted
2 Plants
Frankincense
Oil
2.0 oz
Goldenseal
Dried Leaves
8.0 oz
Peppermint
Cult. Potted
1 Plant
Plantain
Ground
8.0 oz Plant
Ribwort
Dried Leaves
8.0 oz
Rosemary
Dried Leaves
4.0 oz
Rosemary
Oil
1.5 oz
Slippery Elm
Bark
2 Pounds
(there are also a large number of unidentified herbs too, but I cannot exactly list those, also ones that have not been categorize. Disclaimer: This list may not be up to date, it is a general guide only!)
Housing: A Pavilion with few furnishings in a clearing, that also serves as a storage and work space. Not the best accommodations, but Beodan would not have it any other way. An hour ride from Syliras and well off of the road, out of view through the trees.
Faolan is constantly on the move, he generally doesn’t stay in one location long within the city, always searching for the next job and finding a way to make means and not get caught. He has been to several other cities and but not without the risk that came from traveling so much, he has several scars on his body to show the trials he has endured. However, his Kelvic form aided him in being able to survive from scavenging off the land. He hasn’t worked an honest day in his life but his personality is honest to a fault. While is trade is rather frowned upon by the general public, he tries to keep himself as honest as possible. Stealing from those he believes can afford to be stolen from, taking from children and poor is never an option for him. If he can’t steal enough to pay for a hot meal in a tavern and a comfortable bed then he will find his own food and shelter in the wilderness surrounding a city. He met Melody in a bar while he was working. Instantly attracted to her he decided to put his work off for the night. His bond to her was swift, after their night together she had explained to him the next morning that they could not be together, no matter how much it hurt to separate because of the situation that she was in. The blow to his heart left him speechless as she left him. Never having been able to say goodbye Faolan took the pain of being separated by his bondmate and searched other means of trying to dull the ache. He began taking on Mercenary jobs, working long hours and traveling to gain coin. He stopped drinking for fear that if he began that he’d not be able to stop. Without the aid of alcohol to dull his aching heart this gave him more reason to delve into his work. During the time away he tried to formulate a plan to get Melody and Misha out of Syliras and save enough coin that they could all live off of and find a city that they could hide away in. Knowing even from their brief time together that Melody would never leave her mother behind if she were to escape. He saved any money that was left over after expenses from traveling, food, housing and living expenses. It took him several years to get enough money together, but eventually he felt he had enough and when he went back to Syliras to find Melody, all he found was the empty housing and no sign of her. However, the whispers of the neighbors in the tavern that she would entertain caught his ear one day and he inquired about her and found that she’d managed to flee and that she’d taken a caravan out of town. Unfortunately, the gossipers didn’t know which caravan. Eventually he finds the owner of the caravan who frequently travels back and forth between Zeltiva, Sunberth and Syliras carrying goods and the like. He informed Faolan that there were two women that he’d previously dropped off in Zeltiva enroute to Sunberth a year prior who’d decided to stay and move on to Sunberth on his next round back. (This will happen approx. Winter 70, 515 AV) ((Relation to Firenze, from her plot-notes here. This is used with her permission. I did not write this))
Last edited by Beodan Clathony on July 31st, 2019, 11:10 pm, edited 66 times in total.
People: Kayuqtuq: Vantha bard Kayuqtuq: Lost her bondmate, Avena -The loss of Avena Sayana: The Six-Armed One Sayana and Aren's Wedding Reception (Guest) Sayana: A happy companion Sayana: Pregnant in Summer 515AV Sayana: Getting Married in Summer 515AV Moxie: The Smelly Konti -Forming a bond with Moxie Sahfri Blackleaf: The Eypharian Owner of Stormhold Salves Sessaschenaasen: Asen for short Asen: At first glance a man Asen: promised her father she would become a knight Beodan: Likes being around people Asen: Suffers from depression Aiyana: The feline Kelvic Bakar: The jumpy nuit girl Skae is a Dhani -Feeling an Attraction to Skae Skae: Someone is hunting her Skae: Lost a child? Skae: Too Close for Comfort Joanna Familiaris, servant of Priskil Joanna: Warrior of Light Joanna: Also Dislikes Being a Work Horse Joanna: Jam and Squash Sandwiches Are...Alright -Contemplating the Stars with Joanna Joanna: A Guest for the Night Joanna: Pheromones in the air -Shopping with Joanna Joanna: Someone special Joanna: Not marked by Priskil Joanna: A calming presence Annabel: Tall Flirty Woman Nikia: Slender, Pleasant Wolf Crystal: a hunter Crystal: named for nightshades Crystal: never goes to a tavern Firenze: The golden eyed stranger Firenze: The large beast in the clearing Firenze: A tiger Kelvic
Places
Places: Location: The Rearing Stallion Location: Beodan’s Meadow Location: The Great Bazaar Location: Stormhold Salves Location: Undeniable Interests Location: Soothing Waters
Misc
Misc: Lore of the (Syrian) Land Advanced Grazing Techniques (horse) Kelvic: Making allowances for your rider Kelvic Bond: Feels like Icy Hands Medicine: Importance of cleaning open wounds Medicine: Human Anatomy Elentai plant: Tough roots when mature Always be mindful of slavers Vyfox: What it does and where to find it. Lidgefar: What it does and where to find it Elentai; What is does and where to find it Belltor: What it does and where to find it. Medicine: Chewing on roots can prevent a flesh decay Medicine: Treating Burns Medicine: Vyfox + Water = Basic Poultice Cooking: Prepping Tea Cooking: Steeping Tea Cooking: choosing the right herbs for tea Two cups not one! Making tea for a night's guest Cinnamon bun: Pure pleasure Distraction to dull the ache of loss The pain of a severed bond Letting go of Moxie Being mistaken for prey The pain of a missing bondmate Old embarrassments are still hard to tell Loneliness makes you more trusting Nuit: People that don’t die Nuit: Medicines don’t work on them Spotting a Fellow Kelvic A Proper Horse Greeting The pleasure of sharing a bath Admiring a beautiful mortar Flirtations with a Mare Kelvic Combat: Don't Need to be Human to Fight Tigers look fluffy to sleep on, but not this horse! Self: Liked being served Self: Rewards after hard work Event: A strange sudden orange light Standing ground to fend off predators Event: A predator in MY area Humans are missing out without a fur coat of their own Excitement of encountering a sharped tooth something-or-other Offering kindness in a strange situation