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Syffrid, more commonly known as Wolfe, is a wandering swordsman who will take on jobs ranging from caravan guard to .
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[[File:Syffrid_Greywolfe_guardwork.png|400px|thumb|right|Caravan guard work]]Syffrid, more commonly known as Wolfe, is a wandering swordsman who will take on jobs ranging from caravan guard to guarding explorers as they delve into the depths of the many ruins found throughout the realms.
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Often described as a man who prefers to be alone, he will hire his sword out to anyone with the gil to pay and the desperation to hire a one-eyes swordsman.
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It is not known where Wolfe came from, or what he is doing in Eorzea.
  
 
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Description (with IC and OOC info)</div>===

Revision as of 18:22, 31 August 2018

AlaMhigo.png Syffrid Greywolfe
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Gender Male
Race Huyr
Clan Highlander
Citizenship Ala Mhigan
Age Middling maybe
Marital Status Single
Occupation Sellsword
Height/Weight 72.5 ilms /
Orientation (unknown)
Deity Rhalgr the Destroyer

Syffrid is a wandering swordsman selling his skill to any who will pay.

OOC Info for RP

Please do not use anything from here unless your character has IC reasons to know about it.


Caravan guard work

Syffrid, more commonly known as Wolfe, is a wandering swordsman who will take on jobs ranging from caravan guard to guarding explorers as they delve into the depths of the many ruins found throughout the realms.

Often described as a man who prefers to be alone, he will hire his sword out to anyone with the gil to pay and the desperation to hire a one-eyes swordsman.

It is not known where Wolfe came from, or what he is doing in Eorzea.

Basic Description (with IC and OOC info)

He moved slow, as though he either had enough age and experienced to feel caution when entering an unfamiliar room or was bone tired and pained by the trail he had come in from. Maybe a bit of both. If his appearance drew attention he did not return the looks, he simply scanned the taproom then crossed to a table hidden near the back. His black coat might have hidden him in the shadows if not for the white undershirt that was visible and a collar on the coat that looked to be made of the once snowy-white fur of a wolf.

"Can I get you a drink, or maybe some food?"

He looked up at the woman that had spoken, "Whiskey." The single words was low spoken, the tone rough. He either did not talk much or had spent too long walking the nearby high desert region.

"Anything you want," said the serving girl, a playful smile on lips that were a bit too red for it to be natural coloration. She reached out, still playful as she made to brush aside the overlong bit of hair that covered his right eye. Her hand was caught in a strong calloused grip before he could move the hair more than to give her a glimpse of a patch over the eye. The man's hand had moved quick as a snake despite the relaxed appearance he had about him. "Sorry," she said, stepping back as her hand was released. "I'll get that drink for you."

There was a coolness to his gaze as the man scanned the room when left to himself once more. It was not so much that he did not desire conversation, or possibly companionship, he simply was not looking for it nearly so much as he desired a quiet corner to rest in and a strong beverage to ease the headache he was suffering from. He sank more deeply into the shadows of his chosen corner after the drink was delivered, as though he intended to settle in for a nap.


Syffrid is of middling age range and has a rough look about him. It looks as if he cuts his own hair using a knife, the messy black hair roughly trimmed and left longer in the front and pushed to the side so that it obscures the eye patch that he wears over his right eye. If the hair is pushed away from the right eye then it would be noted that the hair hairstyle is intentional to cover evidence of an injury that appears to have left him blinded in the right eye. Removal of the eye patch reveals that the eye was damaged by what looks to have been the stroke of a weapon, the iris faded of color until it appears deathly grey and the pupil enlarged. Closer inspection would make it clear that he has some vision still in that eye, but is extremely sensitive to light so keeps it covered.

Syffrid carries a monocle tucked safely somewhere in his coat that he wears on his left eye at times. ((I'm not sure yet if he's near or far sighted though.))

Basic Info

Wepons:

  • Sword
  • At least one knife


Skills:

LIKES

(unknown)


DISLIKES

(unknown)

OTHER

Alignment: (unknown)
Vice(s): (unknown)
Favorite Food: (unknown)
Favorite Drink: (unknown)
Favorite Color: (unknown)

Family

  • Unknown (Father)
  • Unknown (Mother)
  • Children:
    • unknown
    (Unknown if there are more relatives)

Nymandus Greywolfe Nymandus = Old German, Latinization of the word for "Nobody"

Miscellaneous

RUMORS

Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!

◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)
◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)
◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)

(to be added)

◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)

RELATIONS

Romantic Interest
Platonic Love
Good Standing
Neutral Standing
Poor Standing
name : info

Gallery

Footnotes

Thank you to Nureai Urezie for being how I found this awesome layout made by the talented artist Bancroft Gairn (Seriously, take a look at his drawings on his profile) Thank you both!

Wanted for Roleplay

I am open to any ideas or just to start with random walk-up discussion and see what happens.

Can't find Syffrid? I also play Krys'a Lyrabhe and Tris'tan Aonar.