Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tellerian Hawke" data-source="post: 9389168" data-attributes="member: 6790669">[ATTACH=full]369951[/ATTACH]Name: Terrendale ("Terry" or "Tall Terry" to his friends.)Age: 29 cycles.Occupation: Short Straw (Teamster)Archetype: Ideologue[ATTACH=full]370452[/ATTACH]Gender: Male (+1 to Strength, Confluence, & Will)Height: Tall (7'4") (+1 to Combat, +1 to Strength)Build: Medium [Average] (+1 to Combat, +1 to Fitness)Species: Aedeman (+1 to Learning)Skin: Light [White] (+1 to Adhesion)Tribe: Centrin (+1 Combat)Eyes: Round (+1 to Persona)Eye Color: Medium (Icy Blue) (+1 to Will)Hair Color: Raven BlackHair Style: Straight, Medium length, Loose and unkempt.Ears: NormalNose: SaxonBirthplace: Nomadic (+1 to Combat)Background:Terry is actually not from these parts; his parents were Centrin traders with a "fleet" of 3 small merchant vessels. They were looking for new trade routes around the mainland, when a small hurricane blew them off course; during the chaos of the storm, two ships sank, and the ship with Terry's parents crashed into a large corral reef, just off the coast of one of the more active islands; when they found him, Terry's parents were already dead, having drowned in an attempt to save him. Little Terry very nearly drowned himself, but he survived, and was raised on the archipelago by his foster parents, a fisherman named Hadrim, and his wife, Jallal. Terry was only a year old when he was found in the wreckage, and so has no memory of the mainland, and only shadowy and vague recollections of his biological parents: his dad's smile, his mother's laugh, sunny days on the top deck, seagulls stealing the crackers out of his hand, and other such momentary memories. His foster parents were, and still are, poor fishermen, of the sailor caste; they are not destitute, by any means, nor are they starving, but they live very simply, and very frugally, making every coin earned stretch as far as possible. Although it is very small, Hadrim is proud of owning his own fishing boat. Terry, up until drawing the short straw, was a dock teamster, meaning that he spent his time unloading the bigger fishing boats, and cutting up fish for delivery to the market. When he was told he was the short straw, a grin spread across his face. Maybe short straws had it tough, but it would be a welcome change of pace, and the job brought with it the most important thing of all: opportunity for advancement.</blockquote>

Verification