I am Tell Friendly. Don't ask first, just come outright with whatever is on your mind. Made this character after reading TRPG Pendragon 5.2; fucking love Pendragon.

++The Obvious Stuff++

Race: Human
Height: 5'8" (172cm)
Build: Muscular
Age: Youthful (20)
Skin: Porcelain white
Hair: Dirty blonde, stubbly jawline
Voice: Spirited British (Not Bri'ish)

++The Less Obvious Stuff++

Has the look of a holy warrior about him, often seen with a dirt-silver pendant tucked away inside whatever he might be wearing at the time; an icon of the rising sun. Any chance knight or aspiring warrior might take one look at him and reckon he was really no more a squire in search of their liege.

Inquisitive eyes that might scan the lad's demeanour will determine, despite the glowing appearance one might find in a righteous paladin, they were not so blessed as to really be adopted by the higher powers. They don't walk like a knight, shirk from known evildoers, nor do they take on the holy duty expected of one; rather, he seems more keen to sharpen his own weapons and armour, shown by the callouses on the palm of each hand, then simply wade into the thick of things.

When talking to someone of higher station above that of a common soldier, his posture naturally stiffens up. As if coming to attention during a parade or an inspection. Otherwise, equals would find no more a young man taking their first adventurous steps into the world and this poor sod just happened to end up on the weird end of it: Sinfar.

++TL;DR++

Take an Arthurian era squire, stick them in Sinfar, and watch the fireworks.

++Ye Be Lights Ere++

Greens:
- Romance
- Meeting by chance for RP
- Typical adventures and exploring

Yellows:
- Setting up RP through tells (kind of a RP killer, prefer just bumping into one another)
- ERP (while fun, I do have Vunruktar for it)

Reds:
-The homoerotic and other obvious things.

Has lost his Passion: (Secret).
He no longer has his eyes set on one person.

++Equipment++

Fit and ready for purpose. He's back to wearing his casual overalls for travel, a scarf thrown around his neck and the trusty backpack over the shoulder scattered in an adventurous menagerie  for the common traveller.

Now and then seen in full metal armament with a tabard loosely depicting the rising sun in its warmth of colours. Either with a longsword resting atop the shoulder, or in its scabbard on his back, and with his dull metal helm flipped shut. When he talks through it he sounds muffled.

++Plot Hooks++

Travelling: Strapped, packed, and ready for  the roads once more. Spends his time just wandering the lands, taking in the sights, and attempting to burn key details into his head. Time can play a negative factor on remembering things, so repeat journeys through the same lands at a different date are probable.

Sinfar Library: Tends to have his face buried in a book, or a scroll, anything left behind by other residents or lore pieces in regards to the lands. Anyone walking in might see him half-focused as he makes sense of it all; being of high education might not be a strong suit of his, but he tries all the same.



++Extras++

Setting: Birthright
Origin: Anuire
Religion: Avani (LN, Symbol of the Rising Sun), Goddess of Sun, Reason and Magic

(22/12/2023) Reached max level, 12F/28WM

Q.'What does that "Passion" mean?'
A. It means under the right circumstances he will fall back on something that truly inspires him. Either to do something incredibly brave or ridiculously stupid.
Gameplay mechanic: Passion = 3d6+Modifier. Roll a D20, equal or under is a Success. Over is a fail.
Example: "Lew comes to flooded stream. He cannot swim and since he is wearing heavy plated armour, he would more than likely drown. However, someone he knows is on the other side. By rolling his Passion, if he Succeeds he will get a boost to his ability to swim to make it to the other side. If it fails, well... more than likely he will still make the attempt and drown."