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<blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 2918564" data-attributes="member: 40413">Incomplete at the moment...[sblock=Norigar Yelloweye]Appearance/Background:Norigar Yelloweye is tall, deeply tanned, and, as his name might suggest, has bright golden-brown eyes in semblance much like a cat’s.&nbsp; His white hair is left loose and brushes his shoulders while bushy sideburns sprout from the sides of his face.&nbsp; A rough tear-drop shaped brand mars his right cheek just below the eye.&nbsp; His clothing, plain and practical for a traveller, is topped by an aging bearskin cloak that has surely seen better days and is clasped by a large copper cloakpin.&nbsp; He is unarmed but for an eating knife, a hatchet, and the heavy blackthorn walking staff that he always seems to have at hand.Norigar is from the Aberdiv of the northwestern coast where he struck a blow in anger that resulted in the death of a cousin.&nbsp; In accordance with the old law since he was unable to pay the blood price in gold Norigar’s life itself was forfeit.&nbsp; Though within their rights to have Norigar put to death, the tribe branded him a kinslayer and accepted seven years of slavery from Norigar.&nbsp; At the end of those years he was cast out from the tribe.&nbsp; Foreseeing no future for himself in his homelands, Norigar has steadily travelled deeper into the Great Empire seeking a new life.[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="GlassEye, post: 2918564, member: 40413"] Incomplete at the moment... [sblock=Norigar Yelloweye] Appearance/Background: Norigar Yelloweye is tall, deeply tanned, and, as his name might suggest, has bright golden-brown eyes in semblance much like a cat’s. His white hair is left loose and brushes his shoulders while bushy sideburns sprout from the sides of his face. A rough tear-drop shaped brand mars his right cheek just below the eye. His clothing, plain and practical for a traveller, is topped by an aging bearskin cloak that has surely seen better days and is clasped by a large copper cloakpin. He is unarmed but for an eating knife, a hatchet, and the heavy blackthorn walking staff that he always seems to have at hand. Norigar is from the Aberdiv of the northwestern coast where he struck a blow in anger that resulted in the death of a cousin. In accordance with the old law since he was unable to pay the blood price in gold Norigar’s life itself was forfeit. Though within their rights to have Norigar put to death, the tribe branded him a kinslayer and accepted seven years of slavery from Norigar. At the end of those years he was cast out from the tribe. Foreseeing no future for himself in his homelands, Norigar has steadily travelled deeper into the Great Empire seeking a new life. [/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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