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A half-grin wearing, spirit-slinging older Highlander who seems to have an issue realizing when enough is enough. Tends to be forgetful, and seems to have little memory of his life before the Calamity. Though he may come across as flippant or dismissive about most issues, the light in his green eyes seems to suggest otherwise.
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<div style="padding:5px 5px; background: #5F7A8C;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>Dislikes</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="padding:5px 5px; background: #5F7A8C;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>Dislikes</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | : <font style="color:#5F7A8C;" size="3">■</font> People who whine with | + | : <font style="color:#5F7A8C;" size="3">■</font> People who whine with no plan to fix the issue. |
: <font style="color:#5F7A8C;" size="3">■</font> Individuals and organizations that cling to ideals. | : <font style="color:#5F7A8C;" size="3">■</font> Individuals and organizations that cling to ideals. | ||
: <font style="color:#5F7A8C;" size="3">■</font> Dwelling on the past or worrying over the future. | : <font style="color:#5F7A8C;" size="3">■</font> Dwelling on the past or worrying over the future. | ||
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<div style="padding:5px 5px; background: #3D4952;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>Other</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="padding:5px 5px; background: #3D4952;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>Other</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | : <font style="color:#3D4952;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: | + | : <font style="color:#3D4952;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral. |
| − | : <font style="color:#3D4952;" size="3">■</font> Vices: | + | : <font style="color:#3D4952;" size="3">■</font> Vices: Recklessness, over-drinking. |
: <font style="color:#3D4952;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Anything spicy. | : <font style="color:#3D4952;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Anything spicy. | ||
: <font style="color:#3D4952;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Gridanian Bourbon. | : <font style="color:#3D4952;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Gridanian Bourbon. | ||
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6a5e57;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Appearance & Personality</div>=== | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6a5e57;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Appearance & Personality</div>=== | ||
| − | :Though he is a somewhat short for a male Highlander (6’1”), Erioch Koren’s height is more than made up for by his broad shoulders and thick, well-muscled arms. Unless he is out working a job that requires a more martial approach, the man is generally seen wearing a heavy, faded brown coat with its sleeves pulled up to just past his elbows. Underneath the old coat there usually only rests a light, soft-blue shirt adorning his chest. Simple pants give way to a heavy pair of boots, the toes somewhat scuffed and faded from repeated wear and the man’s habit of | + | :Though he is a somewhat short for a male Highlander (6’1”), Erioch Koren’s height is more than made up for by his broad shoulders and thick, well-muscled arms. Unless he is out working a job that requires a more martial approach, the man is generally seen wearing a heavy, faded brown coat with its sleeves pulled up to just past his elbows. Underneath the old coat there usually only rests a light, soft-blue shirt adorning his chest. Simple pants give way to a heavy pair of boots, the toes somewhat scuffed and faded from repeated wear and the man’s habit of digging the toe of his shoe against the ground. |
:The Hyur’s shorter, black hair is usually just pushed backwards haphazardly from his brow, silver streaks running through the sable mane. A pair of narrow glasses rests atop the bridge of the man’s nose, forest green eyes peering out from behind the glass with a spark behind his pupils. His dark beard is interrupted in a number of places by several scars that mar his light-tan complexion, one such scar just crossing over the top of his lip. The longest, deepest scar seems to travel from the corner of his temple down along the line of his jaw and onto his neck. | :The Hyur’s shorter, black hair is usually just pushed backwards haphazardly from his brow, silver streaks running through the sable mane. A pair of narrow glasses rests atop the bridge of the man’s nose, forest green eyes peering out from behind the glass with a spark behind his pupils. His dark beard is interrupted in a number of places by several scars that mar his light-tan complexion, one such scar just crossing over the top of his lip. The longest, deepest scar seems to travel from the corner of his temple down along the line of his jaw and onto his neck. | ||
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:Well-worked muscle cords the old soldier’s forearms and shoulders, and if age has slowed his step any, one would not be able to tell just by watching the man move. When in battle, callused hands can be seen wielding any number of different weapons, some of which having been picked up off the battlefield itself or fashioned from nearby scraps and debris if he was caught unawares. Even when in pain or under the duress of combat, the Highlander can’t help himself from laughing, a half-smile almost a permanent fixture upon his features. | :Well-worked muscle cords the old soldier’s forearms and shoulders, and if age has slowed his step any, one would not be able to tell just by watching the man move. When in battle, callused hands can be seen wielding any number of different weapons, some of which having been picked up off the battlefield itself or fashioned from nearby scraps and debris if he was caught unawares. Even when in pain or under the duress of combat, the Highlander can’t help himself from laughing, a half-smile almost a permanent fixture upon his features. | ||
| − | :Though not wholly insensitive, Erioch is not afraid to speak what is on his mind, other’s opinions be damned. His rough, grizzled baritone can usually be heard barking out a laugh just before offering a | + | :Though not wholly insensitive, Erioch is not afraid to speak what is on his mind, other’s opinions be damned. His rough, grizzled baritone can usually be heard barking out a laugh just before offering a swear or exclamation. Even if he may seem uninterested in more academic discussions, the Highlander is far from unintelligent, preferring instead to focus his mental efforts on learning history or more creative endeavors. |
:Wherever he may be or whoever he may be with, Erioch is sure to find the humor of a situation. When alone, the silence is generally broken by a soft, easy tune welling up and sounding out as a lilting hum of the man's voice. | :Wherever he may be or whoever he may be with, Erioch is sure to find the humor of a situation. When alone, the silence is generally broken by a soft, easy tune welling up and sounding out as a lilting hum of the man's voice. | ||
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<div style="padding:10px 10px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b> | <div style="padding:10px 10px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b> | ||
| − | : <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> | + | : <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> I think I've seen him around. Saw someone matching his description heading out of town with enough weapons strapped to him to arm a whole platoon. |
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Huh? Oh he's just some old soldier type, I heard he was over near Carteneau when the lesser moon came down. | : <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Huh? Oh he's just some old soldier type, I heard he was over near Carteneau when the lesser moon came down. | ||
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> You used to never see the guy without this Highlander lass with dark red hair nearby. Haven't seen her around in a while though, come to think of it. | : <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> You used to never see the guy without this Highlander lass with dark red hair nearby. Haven't seen her around in a while though, come to think of it. | ||
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| − | : <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> ''' | + | : <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Avelyn Firestone]]''' : |
| − | :: ". | + | :: "I never though so much shoutin' an' fightin' could get to leadin' where it has. S'fine turn of road, one I'm more'n happy walkin'." |
| − | : <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Red Alamasq]]''' : | + | : <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Red Alamasq]]''' : Platonic Love |
| − | :: " | + | :: "She was one hell of an adventurin' partner an' friend. I miss ya, Red..." |
| − | : <font style="color:#3EE31E;" size="3"> | + | : <font style="color:#3EE31E;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Cerina Borlaaq]]''' : Close Friend |
| − | :: "A gods damned one woman army with a demeanor of steel. | + | :: "A gods damned one woman army with a demeanor of steel. She's not afraid to be tellin' you what's on her mind, an that's somethin' I can be admirin'." |
: <font style="color:#3EE31E;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Nalukai Manoa]]''' : Manager and Comrade | : <font style="color:#3EE31E;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Nalukai Manoa]]''' : Manager and Comrade | ||
| − | :: "That old salty sea-couerl? She's a good sort, | + | :: "That old salty sea-couerl? She's a good sort, leadin' her flock to clearer skies. Somethin' to be respected there I'm imgainin'." |
: <font style="color:#3EE31E;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Avena Yara]]''' : Friend | : <font style="color:#3EE31E;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Avena Yara]]''' : Friend | ||
| − | :: "Vee? Hells, sometimes her sense of discovery and exploration even wears me out. She's an alright kid though, better'n most folks I've met that's for sure." | + | :: "Vee? Hells, sometimes her sense of discovery and exploration even wears me out. She's an alright kid though, better'n most folks I've met, that's for sure." |
: <font style="color:#3EE31E;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Dominique La'fleur]]''' : Friend | : <font style="color:#3EE31E;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Dominique La'fleur]]''' : Friend | ||
| − | :: "Drinkin', rousin' rabble, and always | + | :: "Drinkin', rousin' rabble, and always followin' where the wind takes her. A woman after my own heart!" |
| + | :<font style="color:#3EE31E;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Koh'li Delanoes]]''' : Friend | ||
| + | :: "One of the biggest damn Highlanders I've ever seen. Bet he could give an army a run for their money on the field." | ||
:<font style="color:#DBBB2A;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Tarasa Blaetwyn]]''' : Acquaintance | :<font style="color:#DBBB2A;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Tarasa Blaetwyn]]''' : Acquaintance | ||
| − | :: "Ha! Now there's a woman who could have the hardest of men | + | :: "Ha! Now there's a woman who could have the hardest of men meltin' in her palm if given half the chance." |
| − | :<font style="color:#DBBB2A;" size="3">●</font> '''[[ | + | :<font style="color:#DBBB2A;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Robert Alder]]''' : Acquaintance |
| − | :: " | + | :: "Poor kid's seemin' a bit lost in this life if you're askin' me. Not bad folk, just a bit meanderin'." |
:<font style="color:#DBBB2A;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Valentino Thorello]]''' : Business Associate | :<font style="color:#DBBB2A;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Valentino Thorello]]''' : Business Associate | ||
| − | :: "Seems a fine sort, if a bit too long in the wind. Pays well and keeps the jobs | + | :: "Seems a fine sort, if a bit too long in the wind. Pays well and keeps the jobs comin' so what is there to complain about? Well...besides almost everythin' about him." |
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| Main Job(s): | SCH/WHM/AST | ||||||||
| Main Tradeskill: | MIN/BTN | ||||||||
| Preferred Role: | Healer | ||||||||
| Server: | Balmung | ||||||||
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| Alignment: | Chaotic Neutral | ||||||||
| Reputation: | Veteran soldier/adventurer. Aloof. | ||||||||
| Occupation: | Bartender | ||||||||
| Education: | Basic education, prefers history | ||||||||
| Marital Status: | None | ||||||||
| Sexuality: | Ambiguous | ||||||||
| Guardian: | Nymeia, The Spinner | ||||||||
| Free Company | |||||||||
| The Black Gulls <<WAVES>> | |||||||||
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| Heavy, well-worn coat. Narrow glasses. | |||||||||
| Characteristics | |||||||||
| Race: | Hyur | ||||||||
| Clan: | Highlander | ||||||||
| Age: | Middle Adulthood (Early to Mid Forties) | ||||||||
| Height: | 6 Fulm, 1 Ilm | ||||||||
| Weight: | 245 Ponze | ||||||||
| Eyes: | Forest green with a ring of yellow around the pupils | ||||||||
| Hair: | Soft Black with streaks of Silver | ||||||||
| Complexion: | Light Tan | ||||||||
| Physical Build: | Stout | ||||||||
| Notable Features: | Multiple scars on face and forearms. Callused hands. | ||||||||
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Seven hells, kid, quit whinin' and follow where your footsteps take ya.
People die. Sometime they're close to us and other times they're not. That's what people do.
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Basic Info
A half-grin wearing, spirit-slinging older Highlander who seems to have an issue realizing when enough is enough. Tends to be forgetful, and seems to have little memory of his life before the Calamity. Though he may come across as flippant or dismissive about most issues, the light in his green eyes seems to suggest otherwise.
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Appearance & Personality
- Though he is a somewhat short for a male Highlander (6’1”), Erioch Koren’s height is more than made up for by his broad shoulders and thick, well-muscled arms. Unless he is out working a job that requires a more martial approach, the man is generally seen wearing a heavy, faded brown coat with its sleeves pulled up to just past his elbows. Underneath the old coat there usually only rests a light, soft-blue shirt adorning his chest. Simple pants give way to a heavy pair of boots, the toes somewhat scuffed and faded from repeated wear and the man’s habit of digging the toe of his shoe against the ground.
- The Hyur’s shorter, black hair is usually just pushed backwards haphazardly from his brow, silver streaks running through the sable mane. A pair of narrow glasses rests atop the bridge of the man’s nose, forest green eyes peering out from behind the glass with a spark behind his pupils. His dark beard is interrupted in a number of places by several scars that mar his light-tan complexion, one such scar just crossing over the top of his lip. The longest, deepest scar seems to travel from the corner of his temple down along the line of his jaw and onto his neck.
- Well-worked muscle cords the old soldier’s forearms and shoulders, and if age has slowed his step any, one would not be able to tell just by watching the man move. When in battle, callused hands can be seen wielding any number of different weapons, some of which having been picked up off the battlefield itself or fashioned from nearby scraps and debris if he was caught unawares. Even when in pain or under the duress of combat, the Highlander can’t help himself from laughing, a half-smile almost a permanent fixture upon his features.
- Though not wholly insensitive, Erioch is not afraid to speak what is on his mind, other’s opinions be damned. His rough, grizzled baritone can usually be heard barking out a laugh just before offering a swear or exclamation. Even if he may seem uninterested in more academic discussions, the Highlander is far from unintelligent, preferring instead to focus his mental efforts on learning history or more creative endeavors.
- Wherever he may be or whoever he may be with, Erioch is sure to find the humor of a situation. When alone, the silence is generally broken by a soft, easy tune welling up and sounding out as a lilting hum of the man's voice.
Biography
- This section is intentionally left blank. Player prefers that character history be learned through in character conversation.
Miscellaneous
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)
◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)
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Gallery
Relevant Links
- In-Character Tumblr: http://erioch.tumblr.com/
- The Black Gull Tavern: http://theblackgulls.shivtr.com/
Footnotes
- Template by Bancroft Gairn
- InfoBox by L'aenoh Tia