Discord ID: Tra'Wyn#4785
Character Name: Tra'Wyn Ap Don
Other Characters: William Herriman , Gort Glitterwort
Character Race: Muiri
Sub-Race: Ratatoskr
Alternative Graphic: Standard squirrel grapic no dyes standard color.
Character Description:
A strange creature stands before you clad in orange furr and shadows, bearing the mark of Ratatoskr, a small white paw print barely visable when not wearing his privateers long coat, upon the center of his chest. By all accounts he appears to be a squirrel drinking a strange slightly smoking blood red form of ale sitting at the pub, when in a strange moment you hear a loud HIC then a long whoosh sound and can smell the scent of sulphur in the air to which the bartender roars "not again ye foul beast, that was a good chair ye just burnt up!"... as the small fireball ensuing from the squirrel's open mouth left the chair in flames. The squirrel looking down at his paws in his lap replies "oh noes oisa pay fers it not to worries, Tra is good fer dey money"... then looks down at the pouch at his waist feeling the unnerving lightness of it wondering if paws make good dish washers?
Kingdom:
Possibly later in game after exploring and getting a feel for what would be home to Tra.
Shard Plot Line:
Tra'Wyn is a Part privateer, swashbuckler, and explorer, always taking risks to transport valuable cargo to any buyer. He bears the mark of Ratatoskr, God of squirrels his chest as a blessing or a curse that no matter how many times he may suffer death he will always come back again to torment the souls of evil men. He is not much of a fighter being a bard, but is an avid story teller who swears by his tail to the validity of every story and is loyal to a fault to save his friends, but has an incurable addiction to intoxicants that drives him always back to the pub in every port.
Special Roleplay Trait:
Squirrel language: A special dialect spoken by rare squirrels passed down to them by Rosario the legendary father of all squirrels, it is said among squirrels to be taught to him by Ratatoskr himself.
Previous World:
Grimmwold: Briar Hollow, Gypsy Camp, Ulster Docks, Goblin Undercity beneath Ulster, then Zanzibar.
Grimmwold ReAwoken: Main Newcomer City, New Goblin Undercity, and Fairy Forest.
Over 5 other RP servers, but none of them filled the shoes of Grimm.
Backstory
shortened from 9 pages)
TraWyn was born December 1st in the 2000's in Grimmwold.
It was that day he fell out of his tree in earth was found by a knight of Brittania sir Elrik who took him in and through the great book of Grimm would read him tales as his pet. Tra awoke as a dreamer in Briar wood, and was found by a couple Adokul and Azlynn ApDon, who as two different draconic breeds unable to have children did a magical joining ritual forging blood of squirrel and dragon through joined palms in the sacred glade making him the first and so far only dragon squirrel in the land. After raising Tra as their son he soon forgot earth, as his mortal form passed on there and his short lived mortal soul transcended to become a resident of the land. His new parents Azlynn and Adokul gave him a fine and honorable name, and taught him the family business of the Ap Don Emporium. He grew strong and upon winning a wrestling match to become a gypsy he soon after was named the gypsy king.
It was upon a strange summer night that he met a goblin friend who taught him fishing and piracy. As a privateer Tra had strange misadventures sailing through the sewars of Hammelin, and running trade for the goblins beneath Ulster, even saving a fey princess an air miss from cruelty in an even stranger land of humans and dark magiks. But after shipwreck, lying on the ocean floor waiting for davey jones to claim his last breath he awoke saved by an acorn of Yggdrasil, the great world tree of woe, who's seed in ulster the magic acorn brought him back from the depths to life, and after a visit from a strange being, permenantly left the pawprint of his newly discovered diety upon his heart with the promise that "If you are faithful in all of these things then I shall recieve you unto myself and you shall someday dwell in the land of the golden acorn where the fruit of the tree never darkens, and the light of the eye never fades, by faithful young one and you shall see endless seasons."
As the world of Grimmwold began to be devoured by the encroaching darkness that filled the land Tra'Wyn sailed into the shaowplanes like a mad beast trying to find survivors. Crashing many times into distant lands shattering his ship, the Blue Dragon, only to reforge and rebuild it against. And with each incarnation, new but strangely ever familiar to the memory of Fafnir his long lost friend who's image it bore. Many survivors came with Tra within his tiny ship through many lands, wrecks, and travels always forever the same, only to rebuild, reforge, and press on again until all of thr lost of his former home could be found and reunited again.
As the vision came to pass in the land of ReAwakening Tra found himself in such a forest thinking it the land of the Gods he lived there for many months with the kind fey then slowly reluctantly moved to the city to find a distant relative running a very familiar Ap Don Emporium to which he applied for work in exchange for housing. Then one day the seas began to boil and climbing upon his rebuilt ship the Blue Dragon (so named after Fafnir his old friend from Grimm) Tra sailed once more into the blackness as the land fell away.
For a short season Tra docked his ship within the hitherlands of Tranquility where his dear friend the beloved diety Halikar Quinn reined in peace and kindess. Tra too became once again a God with infinate power leaping across the land building rivers and forests for all the creatures yet to be born to dwell within, until one day the Goddess of the land grew terribly ill and the very ground seemed to crumble and fall away, leaving Tra once again with nothing but his ship to sail away across the midnight sky.
... Until once again the shadow tides of broken shards left Tra sailing in the darkness. Even his night vision could not penetrate the pure shadows left from the forsaken lands. The survivors of these safe, he thought, in the belly of his ship, and then it happened. The bosun yelled "Reefs ahead", as Tra swung the tiller wildly to port as far as he could to avoid the danger, only, not far enough.
Like so many other times the sense of falling, the screams of survivors and crew as with a mighty crack everything began falling apart, and faded into blackness.
Waking up on the beach in an estranged land he walked for what seemed a great distance until he arrived at a rather large boot. Thinking he had travelled back on time he walked in the boot to see the initials carved in the old fixed table from before but they were no longer there. And the trees to had changed this place however familiar was something new, somewhere new. He steeped himself for the journey as he prepared to explore the new land.
THE BARD: "Now if this beastie you happen to see written of within this text, a truer friend t'will never be, in this world, or the next."
Tra'Wyn Ap Don
Character Name: Tra'Wyn Ap Don
Other Characters: William Herriman , Gort Glitterwort
Character Race: Muiri
Sub-Race: Ratatoskr
Alternative Graphic: Standard squirrel grapic no dyes standard color.
Character Description:
A strange creature stands before you clad in orange furr and shadows, bearing the mark of Ratatoskr, a small white paw print barely visable when not wearing his privateers long coat, upon the center of his chest. By all accounts he appears to be a squirrel drinking a strange slightly smoking blood red form of ale sitting at the pub, when in a strange moment you hear a loud HIC then a long whoosh sound and can smell the scent of sulphur in the air to which the bartender roars "not again ye foul beast, that was a good chair ye just burnt up!"... as the small fireball ensuing from the squirrel's open mouth left the chair in flames. The squirrel looking down at his paws in his lap replies "oh noes oisa pay fers it not to worries, Tra is good fer dey money"... then looks down at the pouch at his waist feeling the unnerving lightness of it wondering if paws make good dish washers?
Kingdom:
Possibly later in game after exploring and getting a feel for what would be home to Tra.
Shard Plot Line:
Tra'Wyn is a Part privateer, swashbuckler, and explorer, always taking risks to transport valuable cargo to any buyer. He bears the mark of Ratatoskr, God of squirrels his chest as a blessing or a curse that no matter how many times he may suffer death he will always come back again to torment the souls of evil men. He is not much of a fighter being a bard, but is an avid story teller who swears by his tail to the validity of every story and is loyal to a fault to save his friends, but has an incurable addiction to intoxicants that drives him always back to the pub in every port.
Special Roleplay Trait:
Squirrel language: A special dialect spoken by rare squirrels passed down to them by Rosario the legendary father of all squirrels, it is said among squirrels to be taught to him by Ratatoskr himself.
Previous World:
Grimmwold: Briar Hollow, Gypsy Camp, Ulster Docks, Goblin Undercity beneath Ulster, then Zanzibar.
Grimmwold ReAwoken: Main Newcomer City, New Goblin Undercity, and Fairy Forest.
Over 5 other RP servers, but none of them filled the shoes of Grimm.
Backstory
shortened from 9 pages)TraWyn was born December 1st in the 2000's in Grimmwold.
It was that day he fell out of his tree in earth was found by a knight of Brittania sir Elrik who took him in and through the great book of Grimm would read him tales as his pet. Tra awoke as a dreamer in Briar wood, and was found by a couple Adokul and Azlynn ApDon, who as two different draconic breeds unable to have children did a magical joining ritual forging blood of squirrel and dragon through joined palms in the sacred glade making him the first and so far only dragon squirrel in the land. After raising Tra as their son he soon forgot earth, as his mortal form passed on there and his short lived mortal soul transcended to become a resident of the land. His new parents Azlynn and Adokul gave him a fine and honorable name, and taught him the family business of the Ap Don Emporium. He grew strong and upon winning a wrestling match to become a gypsy he soon after was named the gypsy king.
It was upon a strange summer night that he met a goblin friend who taught him fishing and piracy. As a privateer Tra had strange misadventures sailing through the sewars of Hammelin, and running trade for the goblins beneath Ulster, even saving a fey princess an air miss from cruelty in an even stranger land of humans and dark magiks. But after shipwreck, lying on the ocean floor waiting for davey jones to claim his last breath he awoke saved by an acorn of Yggdrasil, the great world tree of woe, who's seed in ulster the magic acorn brought him back from the depths to life, and after a visit from a strange being, permenantly left the pawprint of his newly discovered diety upon his heart with the promise that "If you are faithful in all of these things then I shall recieve you unto myself and you shall someday dwell in the land of the golden acorn where the fruit of the tree never darkens, and the light of the eye never fades, by faithful young one and you shall see endless seasons."
As the world of Grimmwold began to be devoured by the encroaching darkness that filled the land Tra'Wyn sailed into the shaowplanes like a mad beast trying to find survivors. Crashing many times into distant lands shattering his ship, the Blue Dragon, only to reforge and rebuild it against. And with each incarnation, new but strangely ever familiar to the memory of Fafnir his long lost friend who's image it bore. Many survivors came with Tra within his tiny ship through many lands, wrecks, and travels always forever the same, only to rebuild, reforge, and press on again until all of thr lost of his former home could be found and reunited again.
As the vision came to pass in the land of ReAwakening Tra found himself in such a forest thinking it the land of the Gods he lived there for many months with the kind fey then slowly reluctantly moved to the city to find a distant relative running a very familiar Ap Don Emporium to which he applied for work in exchange for housing. Then one day the seas began to boil and climbing upon his rebuilt ship the Blue Dragon (so named after Fafnir his old friend from Grimm) Tra sailed once more into the blackness as the land fell away.
For a short season Tra docked his ship within the hitherlands of Tranquility where his dear friend the beloved diety Halikar Quinn reined in peace and kindess. Tra too became once again a God with infinate power leaping across the land building rivers and forests for all the creatures yet to be born to dwell within, until one day the Goddess of the land grew terribly ill and the very ground seemed to crumble and fall away, leaving Tra once again with nothing but his ship to sail away across the midnight sky.
... Until once again the shadow tides of broken shards left Tra sailing in the darkness. Even his night vision could not penetrate the pure shadows left from the forsaken lands. The survivors of these safe, he thought, in the belly of his ship, and then it happened. The bosun yelled "Reefs ahead", as Tra swung the tiller wildly to port as far as he could to avoid the danger, only, not far enough.
Like so many other times the sense of falling, the screams of survivors and crew as with a mighty crack everything began falling apart, and faded into blackness.
Waking up on the beach in an estranged land he walked for what seemed a great distance until he arrived at a rather large boot. Thinking he had travelled back on time he walked in the boot to see the initials carved in the old fixed table from before but they were no longer there. And the trees to had changed this place however familiar was something new, somewhere new. He steeped himself for the journey as he prepared to explore the new land.
THE BARD: "Now if this beastie you happen to see written of within this text, a truer friend t'will never be, in this world, or the next."
Tra'Wyn Ap Don
Tra'Wyn Ap Don =)