Difference between revisions of "Tabbris Zarall"
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| − | + | Everything that lies farther back than five years is a mystery to Tabbris, but may yet one day return to him. (In case this ever happens, this part will be updated accordingly) | |
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| − | + | Roughly five years ago Tabbris woke up in a small apartment surrounded by impressions, scents and objects that held no memories for him at all... yet deep down he somehow knew that this was his 'home' and the place he belonged. A letter that had been placed next to him, and which later turned out to have been written by himself, was the only thing giving him at least some faint clues as to who he was beside remembering only his name Tabbris Zarall. | |
| − | + | His first incentive was to turn the apartment upside down, trying to find a hint as to what happened or at the very least trigger a memory, to no avail. As weeks passed he found himself drawn to what he believed may have been his former profession, alchemy - and settled on using his expertise, which seemed to return to him naturally, to experiment in hopes of finding a way to restore his fragmented mind. To this day his research has not brought him any closer to this goal. However, more and more of his talents and interests, such as an affinity for healing magic and knowledge about runes and herbs, came back to him before the first year passed. | |
| − | + | Today, a bit more than five years later, Tabbris has more or less accepted that whatever lies in his past will more than likely remain a mystery to him. Though, even so he claims to be at peace with himself and the fact that after so much time it is highly unlikely for his memories to return, he has not entirely given up on his research. | |
| − | + | However, troubled by nightmares and dreams that often leave the miqo'te with sleepless nights, Tabbris decided to take it slow - at this point scared to after all unvail something that he may not even want to remember. | |
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Revision as of 12:24, 27 September 2017
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Core template by Bancroft Gairn, Tabs by Suen Shyu, Inspiration from Banli'a Dhavha and some changes by me.
Everything that lies farther back than five years is a mystery to Tabbris, but may yet one day return to him. (In case this ever happens, this part will be updated accordingly) Roughly five years ago Tabbris woke up in a small apartment surrounded by impressions, scents and objects that held no memories for him at all... yet deep down he somehow knew that this was his 'home' and the place he belonged. A letter that had been placed next to him, and which later turned out to have been written by himself, was the only thing giving him at least some faint clues as to who he was beside remembering only his name Tabbris Zarall. His first incentive was to turn the apartment upside down, trying to find a hint as to what happened or at the very least trigger a memory, to no avail. As weeks passed he found himself drawn to what he believed may have been his former profession, alchemy - and settled on using his expertise, which seemed to return to him naturally, to experiment in hopes of finding a way to restore his fragmented mind. To this day his research has not brought him any closer to this goal. However, more and more of his talents and interests, such as an affinity for healing magic and knowledge about runes and herbs, came back to him before the first year passed. Today, a bit more than five years later, Tabbris has more or less accepted that whatever lies in his past will more than likely remain a mystery to him. Though, even so he claims to be at peace with himself and the fact that after so much time it is highly unlikely for his memories to return, he has not entirely given up on his research. However, troubled by nightmares and dreams that often leave the miqo'te with sleepless nights, Tabbris decided to take it slow - at this point scared to after all unvail something that he may not even want to remember.
Tabbris usually carries a shoulderbag and in it a few items he always has on his person and of course some others that may vary and change depending on where he has been or the given location/plot.
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