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Post by Cryto } on Jun 26, 2010 15:09:55 GMT -5
Name: Cryto Trelli
Race: Breton
Age: 20
Class: Traveling doctor
Faction: None?
Appearance: He is rather short and small for a man, easily a foot shorter than his older brother. He is fair skinned, perhaps slightly tanned by heat and sunlight, with no fur or markings or anything to make him look unusual. His hair is brown, and hangs at what could be called a medium length, with several long strands hanging past his left eye. He has more a soft, gentle looking face than his brother as well, long and narrow, but not all sad looking. Because of his small size, he appears very young, and his adolescent, foolish appearance makes him look less than his age. He has large, warm brown eyes, which hold no bitterness from any injustice of life. He wears simple, harmless and defenseless clothing, and appears to be anything but a fighter.
Personality: Rationally harmless. He is empathetic beyond his years, gentle, compassionate, and naturally has an instinct to help out. Personal morals keep him from looking back and caring about the creation of the world, or even from thinking about the gods and most of the world's background. Although he is instinctively drawn towards magic and spells, and mythical spirits, the longing to help everyone always stands between him and his original plans. Despite his caring and gentle nature, he has an explosive temper that he keeps in mind, which is home to all of his anger and frustration and irritation. Holding everything inside him when around people leads him to be anxious and insecure, and prone to small outbursts when he is alone. He has a very close bond to his older brother, whom he treats like a hero because of his brother's dabbles in the dark arts, and never takes his own downgraded position personally because he has put his brother, and most people, before himself. He has a great passion for offering emotional support, which shows his outgoing side, for he doesn't stop twice to think about walking over to someone just to talk to them, whatever their status or position or race. He isn't a fighter, however, and is practically useless when it comes to fighting other creatures.
History: Cryto was born to a simple, small little family, in Morrowind, who tried to stay away from the harmful, painstaking outside world in order to protect their sons. Cryto was the youngest, born eight years after his older brother, Dante, and immediately his mother took an instant favourite love for him. She loved his compassion and empathy, and gentle nature, and tried her hardest to keep him from seeing the outside world and what a dangerous place it was. But it wasn't long before he saw some of danger, reading books, listening to stories from his father and elder brother, and he soon understood that the world wasn't a safe place for a child. He began to learn about healing, wanting to learn magic which his father promised he would teach his son, after he taught Cryto all about healing without magic and without spells. He became adept at it, with a powerful memory for herbs and their uses, and sicknesses and symptoms and their cures. But before his father could teach his son about magic, and spells, he passed away, dying at the face of an unknown illness that he couldn't cure. At that time, he and his brother decided to go out and get answers of their own, and at the age of 19, Cryto left with his brother to wander about the world.
Equipment: Books, writing materials, a few family knickknacks.
Spells: None
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