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**Eyes:** Irises appear as black as an empty patch of the night sky, though reflected light seems to give them a bright silver sheen.
**Distinguishable Marks:** Appears to have no scars or other markings upon his flesh that stand out. If anything, the elf's skin seems almost unnaturally flawless, bearing an ageless quality.
**Effects:** Though his choice of dress varies quite a bit, Aramyr is generally fond of fitted yet simple clothing in dark shades. When about the Couer, he has been often seen to favor an elegant suit of half-plate that one familiar with metallurgy would note as crafted from faïnang. A raven sometimes uses the elf's shoulder as a perch, though whether this is a favored pet or merely one of many is not something Aramyr has chosen to elaborate upon.
**Background:** An excerpt from one elf's beginning, as related to the famed bard Raemou Lanthou.
//Many have asked about my origins and purpose in this city, as if it were a simple matter that could be explained in a mere sentence or two. Certainly, their ignorant curiosity is not unexpected, especially given I had vanished for the better part of a decade. There are still some in the Couer that would remember my face. Deeds done, be they noble or villanous, echo down through the years, though distorted as the truth is wont to become. Novels could be filled with those tales, but they were all later chapters of my story, and besides, you were there for many. Let us go instead to the prologue, as it were.//
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//I was born beneath the stars and the mighty boughs of the Delverness, the youngest son of a minor elven family living in a coastal community. No tragedy marred my childhood, nor that of my siblings. Ours was a simple existence; the expanse of the grand forest our home. Even now, were you up for the journey, I could show you plains where once I walked amongst the trees as a youth. Time and the meddling of the lesser races has claimed much of that woodland's grandeur. Were my father not long gone to dust, he would weep to see it as it exists. A priest of Syalus, I owe much of my temperament to his teachings -- for ever did he value our kind above all others -- and it was in his gardens that I first began my studies of those things that grow upon the earth. //
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//Instruction in the working and value of stone and metal came from my mother, as she had once been an artificer of some small renown, but aiding her in the workshop was rarely my primary interest. In time, I would find myself growing weary of the church's doctrine as well. I was fascinated with our realm; the priests seemed to care only for another. Then, even more than now, I desired to delve into the nature of life. Being a child with little sense of the passing of time, one does not bother to think whether or not such a goal is attainable, one merely acts. It was this restlessness that pushed me to strike out on my own when I was hardly an adolescent, and it was this same drive that would cause me to wander to the far reaches of the Delverness and beyond..//
**Distinguishable Marks:** Appears to have no scars or other markings upon his flesh that stand out. If anything, the elf's skin seems almost unnaturally flawless, bearing an ageless quality.
**Effects:** Though his choice of dress varies quite a bit, Aramyr is generally fond of fitted yet simple clothing in dark shades. When about the Couer, he has been often seen to favor an elegant suit of half-plate that one familiar with metallurgy would note as crafted from faïnang. A raven sometimes uses the elf's shoulder as a perch, though whether this is a favored pet or merely one of many is not something Aramyr has chosen to elaborate upon.
**Background:** An excerpt from one elf's beginning, as related to the famed bard Raemou Lanthou.
//Many have asked about my origins and purpose in this city, as if it were a simple matter that could be explained in a mere sentence or two. Certainly, their ignorant curiosity is not unexpected, especially given I had vanished for the better part of a decade. There are still some in the Couer that would remember my face. Deeds done, be they noble or villanous, echo down through the years, though distorted as the truth is wont to become. Novels could be filled with those tales, but they were all later chapters of my story, and besides, you were there for many. Let us go instead to the prologue, as it were.//
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//I was born beneath the stars and the mighty boughs of the Delverness, the youngest son of a minor elven family living in a coastal community. No tragedy marred my childhood, nor that of my siblings. Ours was a simple existence; the expanse of the grand forest our home. Even now, were you up for the journey, I could show you plains where once I walked amongst the trees as a youth. Time and the meddling of the lesser races has claimed much of that woodland's grandeur. Were my father not long gone to dust, he would weep to see it as it exists. A priest of Syalus, I owe much of my temperament to his teachings -- for ever did he value our kind above all others -- and it was in his gardens that I first began my studies of those things that grow upon the earth. //
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//Instruction in the working and value of stone and metal came from my mother, as she had once been an artificer of some small renown, but aiding her in the workshop was rarely my primary interest. In time, I would find myself growing weary of the church's doctrine as well. I was fascinated with our realm; the priests seemed to care only for another. Then, even more than now, I desired to delve into the nature of life. Being a child with little sense of the passing of time, one does not bother to think whether or not such a goal is attainable, one merely acts. It was this restlessness that pushed me to strike out on my own when I was hardly an adolescent, and it was this same drive that would cause me to wander to the far reaches of the Delverness and beyond..//
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**Distinguishable Marks:** Aramyr appears to have no scars or other markings upon his flesh that stand out. If anything, the elf's skin seems almost unnaturally youthful and unblemished.
**Effects:** Though his dress seems to vary quite a bit, Aramyr is generally fond of fitted yet simple clothing in dark shades. When about the Couer, he has been often seen to favor an elegant suit of half-plate that one familiar with metallurgy would note as crafted from faïnang. A raven sometimes uses the elf's shoulder as a perch, though whether this is a favored pet or merely one of many is not something Aramyr has chosen to elaborate upon.
**Background:** (In progress)
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**[[AramyrAffiliations Affiliations]]**
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**Effects:** Though his dress seems to vary quite a bit, Aramyr is generally fond of fitted yet simple clothing in dark shades. When about the Couer, he has been often seen to favor an elegant suit of half-plate that one familiar with metallurgy would note as crafted from faïnang. A raven sometimes uses the elf's shoulder as a perch, though whether this is a favored pet or merely one of many is not something Aramyr has chosen to elaborate upon.
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**Name:** Aramyr
**Race:** Elf
**Class:** Druid
**Band:** Unworn since his unexpected reappearance.
**Gender:** Male
**Height:** 5'8" (1.72m)
**Weight:** 125 lbs (56.8 kg)
**Eyes:** Aramyr's irises appear as black as an empty patch of the night sky, though reflected light seems to give them a bright silver sheen.
**Hair:** Varied hues from almost silver-white to charcoal.
**Distinguishable Marks:** Aramyr appears to have no scars or other markings upon his flesh that stand out. If anything, the elf's skin seems almost unnaturally youthful and unblemished.
**Occupation:** Artisan
**Effects:** Though his dress seems to vary quite a bit, Aramyr is generally fond of fitted yet simple clothing in dark shades. When about the Couer, has been often seen to favor an elegant suit of half-plate that one familiar with metallurgy would note as crafted of faïnang. A raven sometimes uses the elf's shoulder as a perch, though whether this is a favored pet or merely one of many is not something Aramyr has chosen to elaborate upon.
**Background:** (In progress)
**Skills & Services:**
Divinations
Armorsmithing
Appraisal of Goods
Alchemical & Herbal Identification
Crafted Mundane & Magical Herbal Concoctions (Availability will vary)
Healing of almost any wound. Poisons and diseases cured. Removal of cosmetic defects.
**Name:** Aramyr
**Race:** Elf
**Class:** Druid
**Band:** Unworn since his unexpected reappearance.
**Gender:** Male
**Height:** 5'8" (1.72m)
**Weight:** 125 lbs (56.8 kg)
**Eyes:** Aramyr's irises appear as black as an empty patch of the night sky, though reflected light seems to give them a bright silver sheen.
**Hair:** Varied hues from almost silver-white to charcoal.
**Distinguishable Marks:** Aramyr appears to have no scars or other markings upon his flesh that stand out. If anything, the elf's skin seems almost unnaturally youthful and unblemished.
**Occupation:** Artisan
**Effects:** Though his dress seems to vary quite a bit, Aramyr is generally fond of fitted yet simple clothing in dark shades. When about the Couer, has been often seen to favor an elegant suit of half-plate that one familiar with metallurgy would note as crafted of faïnang. A raven sometimes uses the elf's shoulder as a perch, though whether this is a favored pet or merely one of many is not something Aramyr has chosen to elaborate upon.
**Background:** (In progress)
**Skills & Services:**
Divinations
Armorsmithing
Appraisal of Goods
Alchemical & Herbal Identification
Crafted Mundane & Magical Herbal Concoctions (Availability will vary)
Healing of almost any wound. Poisons and diseases cured. Removal of cosmetic defects.
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Poopy head.
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**(Sub-)Race:** Night Elf
**Class:** Druid
**Band:** Last seen as tattered and yellow, currently unworn
**Gender:** Male
**Height:** 5'8" (1.72m)
**Weight:** 125 lbs (56.8 kg)
**Eyes:** Whatever their original color, the elf's irises are now a deep, glistening black, hardly distinguishable from his pupils, but for the way they reflect light and seem to give off an icy chill.
**Hair:** Silver
**Distinguishable Marks:** Aramyr bears the dark scars of frostbite upon his fingertips. Any other markings are not readily apparent.
**Occupation:** Wanderer, Scholar and Keeper of Forgotten Lore, Master Herbalist
**Residence:** Not overly fond of staying long in any bastion of civilization, Aramyr maintains what he considers a temporary place of rest in a wild grove of trees to the east of the city, in between the Tidemarshes and the Couer. Given the elf's secretive nature and his preferred means of travel, it is unlikely any others are aware of this place. In fact, it is but one of many small camps the druid keeps across the continent.
**Effects:** Though Aramyr tends to dress to the occasion, a few items crop up time and time again. He is rarely seen without a high-collared white robe of gossamer, open slightly below the waist, surrounding his form. Peeking out below the robe, one can spot upon his feet scaled, laceless boots. In hand, the elf is often leaning upon a slender staff of black ironwood that seems to attract shadows. Of his more fluid garb, those rare few with sufficient knowledge may note the elf is fond of wearing outfits in the ancient style once favored by the druas.
**Background:** (In progress)
**Skills & Services:**
Divinations
Appraisal of Goods
Alchemical & Herbal Identification
Crafted Mundane & Magical Herbal Concoctions (Availability will vary)
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**[[AramyrSpells Spellbook]]**
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**Distinguishable Marks:** Aramyr bears the dark scars of frostbite upon his fingertips. Any other markings are not readily apparent.
**Occupation:** Wanderer, Scholar and Keeper of Forgotten Lore, Master Herbalist
**Residence:** Not overly fond of staying long in any bastion of civilization, Aramyr maintains what he considers a temporary place of rest in a wild grove of trees to the east of the city, in between the Tidemarshes and the Couer. Given the elf's secretive nature and his preferred means of travel, it is unlikely any others are aware of this place. In fact, it is but one of many small camps the druid keeps across the continent.
**Occupation:** Wanderer, Scholar and Keeper of Forgotten Lore, Master Herbalist
**Residence:** Not overly fond of staying long in any bastion of civilization, Aramyr maintains what he considers a temporary place of rest in a wild grove of trees to the east of the city, in between the Tidemarshes and the Couer. Given the elf's secretive nature and his preferred means of travel, it is unlikely any others are aware of this place. In fact, it is but one of many small camps the druid keeps across the continent.
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**Occupation:** Wanderer, Keeper of Forgotten Lore, Master Herbalist
**Residence:** Not overly fond of staying long in any bastion of civilization, Aramyr maintains what he considers a temporary place of rest in a wild grove of trees to the east of the city, in between the Tidemarshes and the Couer. Given the elf's secretive nature and his preferred means of travel, it is unlikely any others are aware of this.
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**Eyes:** Whatever their original color, the elf's irises are now a deep, glistening black, hardly distinguishable from his pupils, but for the way they reflect light and seem to give off an icy chill.
**Distinguishable Marks:** Aramyr bears the dark scars of frostbite upon his fingertips. Due to the way he dresses, any other markings are not readily apparent.
**Effects:** Though Aramyr tends to dress to the occasion, a few items crop up time and time again. He is rarely seen without a high-collared white robe of gossamer, open slightly below the waist, surrounding his form. Peeking out below the robe, one can spot upon his feet scaled, laceless boots. In hand, the elf is often leaning upon a slender staff of black ironwood that seems to attract shadows. Of his more fluid garb, those rare few with sufficient knowledge may note the elf is fond of wearing outfits in the ancient style once favored by the druas.
**Distinguishable Marks:** Aramyr bears the dark scars of frostbite upon his fingertips. Due to the way he dresses, any other markings are not readily apparent.
**Effects:** Though Aramyr tends to dress to the occasion, a few items crop up time and time again. He is rarely seen without a high-collared white robe of gossamer, open slightly below the waist, surrounding his form. Peeking out below the robe, one can spot upon his feet scaled, laceless boots. In hand, the elf is often leaning upon a slender staff of black ironwood that seems to attract shadows. Of his more fluid garb, those rare few with sufficient knowledge may note the elf is fond of wearing outfits in the ancient style once favored by the druas.
Deletions:
**Distinguishable Marks:** Aramyr bears the marks of scarring left behind from frostbite upon his fingertips. Due to the way he dresses, any other markings are not readily apparent.
**Effects:** Though Aramyr tends to dress to the occasion, a few items crop up time and time again. The elf is rarely seen without a high-collared white robe of gossamer, open down the middle, surrounding his form. Peeking out below the robe, one can spot upon his feet knee high boots of polished black leather. In hand, he is generally leaning upon a staff of black ironwood that seems to attract shadows. Of his more fluid garb, those rare few with sufficient knowledge may note the elf is fond of wearing outfits in the style of the druas.
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Divinations
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**Residence:** Not overly fond of staying long in any bastion of civilization, Aramyr maintains what he considers a temporary place of rest in a wild grove of trees to the east of the city, in between the Tidemarshes and the Couer. Given the elf's secretive nature and his preferred means of travel, it is unlikely any others are aware of this.
