| Player Name: |
NO NAME |
Email Address: |
Adbjan1978@aol.com |
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| Character Information |
| Character Name: |
Molic |
Gender: |
Male |
| Soulname: |
Hop |
Known by: |
Himself |
| Height: |
4'1" |
Build: |
Thin, unathletic |
| Age: |
540 |
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| Complexion: |
Light |
| Hair color: |
Rich brown, with silver at the temples and starting to streak out to the rest of the hair |
| Length & Style: |
Cut short to the head, and parted on one side, the bangs a bit longer than the back |
| Eye color: |
Light blue |
| Facial features: |
A round, stocky, cubbish face that looked like it should belong on a sturdier, younger frame. A wide mouth, with thinish lips, average,
slightly upturned nose, average sixed, eyes,with deep lines about them that are the only other sign of a hard life before. though very expressive.
thickish brows. An average, expressive face, in all |
| Scars & Tattoos: |
Numerous Scars |
| Tribal Position: |
Herbal Healer, Gatherer |
| Jewelry: |
A thin chain around his neck, bearing a single plain gold ring. |
| Favored colors: |
Blue and silver-ish |
| Descriptions |
| Warm times: |
Blue vest, with white, long-sleeved shirt, pants, boots |
| Cool/Cold times: |
Same as above, but of thicker leather, fur gloves, furred boots, a thick furred coat with hood. |
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| Heritage: |
Wolfrider |
Tribe of Origin: |
Another Holt |
| Fears: |
Deep water, heights, humans, trolls |
| Dislikes: |
Humans, trolls, sickness, death!, fear, being alone, cold weather, being told what to do, being talked down to, being flattered falsely,
being lied to, and being ignored, being told he has a temper or is too loud, meat or hunting. |
| Likes: |
Good wine,stories, herbs, long walks, when he is taken seriously, stars, veggies , fruit, seeing cubs have fun or couples in love, even
if he wouldrather distance himselves from both a bit. |
| Dreams: |
Of healers never being needed again. No pain or sickness or death to haunt anyone....even pesky humans and trolls. |
| Personality: |
On the outside, he is cranky, moody, obtrusive, oppinionated,vocal about his oppinions, and full of stories and advice. Then a little
deeper, there is more of that,plus stubbornness. But way deep beats the heart of a true healer, warm, carring and conserned about others welfare,
be it mental or physical. A intensely private elf, he would rather hide his own pain, that talk about it. And would rather hide his affection too,
though that shows more. Perceptive in the ways of most elf types(Because his home tripe was so mixed) If he focuses on an elf, it is extremely hard
lie to him. And his introspective side, made it impossible for him not to know his own self just as profoundly. Maybe the true key to his
understanding others so well is just because he understand himself so well. Regardless, his first, last and main focus is the elves around him. |
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| Magics: |
Sending, Wolf-Bonding |
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Special Magics: None |
| Weapons: |
A dagger that he's can only use skillfully, when he's digging roots. A staff that he is moderately skilled with |
| Non-Magical Skills: |
Herb-lore, plant-lore, wood-carving, people-watching, gathering, wine-making |
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| Family |
| Father: |
Missing, presumed deceased |
Mother: |
Deceased |
| Brothers: |
None |
Sisters: |
None |
| Soul Siblings: |
None |
Lovemates: |
None |
| Lifemates: |
None |
Recognized: |
None |
| Cubs: |
None |
| Other Family: |
None |
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| Character History: |
Born in OneRain, his father wandered off a bare few days after his birth. He never seen him. He don't
talk much about the holt that he spent his first 200 years in, other than the fact that it never snowed, and that they traveled. And that it's not
likely that anyone will see them. Ever. Anyone foolish enough to press him for more, get a grow or a curt "Leave me be" He's much more vocal about
his years of travel, however, and expressed an active hate for the first cold, and the first snow he ran into, at 400. A heavy shock for an elf
that was raised in an area with two tempuratures. Hot and cooking hot. he seen many holts, but so far, none was a home to him. |
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