Discord ID - Darkmane
Character Name - Silas Sickle
Character Race - Human
Character Description - Silas is a short man with a bushy beard and rather unkempt brown hair. His light brown eyes have a gleam to them which seem especially brighter when there is a potential customer. While looking friendly and approachable, you can´t help but notice that he grins like a used horse salesman.
Shard Plot Line - While Silas considers that business is good in Evervale, he often watches the ships at the dock and wonders what opportunities may lay across the sea, for a travelling merchant like himself.
Special RP Ability - Silas is able to source 'genuine quality' merchandise from across the land, and that's the Sickle guarantee. You can tell by his toothy smile.
Previous World - Silas Sickle comes from a world most people simply refer to as 'The Disk'
BackStory -
After a heavy night drinking and telling everyone in earshot of how he was going to become the ´greatesht purvevor of goodshhh' in the lands, Silas stumbed out into a dimly lit alley. In slow careful steps he picked his way across the cobblestones, stopping occasionally to apologize to a random crate, he bumped into. He hadn´t made it far when suddenly the alley blurred and Silas fell back, collapsing into drunken sleep.
When he woke, the alley had gone, instead he sat up on a patch of grass, with trees all around and a large grey horse nibbling at his hair. Slowly he came to his senses and pulled himself up with the aid of the horse, which seemed quite at ease with him. "Where in the?" he thought, looking around the woods and catching a glimpse of some buildings through the trees. After several minutes of surveying his surroundings and a few exclamations like "What in the?" He notices a bag lying on the ground where he had lay. Picking it up and unlacing it carefully he found it contained a fistful of gold pieces, a smile drew across his face.
"A business opportunity, maybe the gods have answered his prayers, he will be the greatest merchant alive in these strange lands," his mind was already planning and strangely, more focused on the opportunity than where he was or how he came here. "there´s time for answers, but first". He thinks rubbing the gold between his fingers. Patting the horse on its side, he begins to lead it towards the town. "Come on girl, methinks you'd fancy a carrot or two".
Far away, across time and space, an ancient turtle smiled.
Character Name - Silas Sickle
Character Race - Human
Character Description - Silas is a short man with a bushy beard and rather unkempt brown hair. His light brown eyes have a gleam to them which seem especially brighter when there is a potential customer. While looking friendly and approachable, you can´t help but notice that he grins like a used horse salesman.
Shard Plot Line - While Silas considers that business is good in Evervale, he often watches the ships at the dock and wonders what opportunities may lay across the sea, for a travelling merchant like himself.
Special RP Ability - Silas is able to source 'genuine quality' merchandise from across the land, and that's the Sickle guarantee. You can tell by his toothy smile.
Previous World - Silas Sickle comes from a world most people simply refer to as 'The Disk'
BackStory -
After a heavy night drinking and telling everyone in earshot of how he was going to become the ´greatesht purvevor of goodshhh' in the lands, Silas stumbed out into a dimly lit alley. In slow careful steps he picked his way across the cobblestones, stopping occasionally to apologize to a random crate, he bumped into. He hadn´t made it far when suddenly the alley blurred and Silas fell back, collapsing into drunken sleep.
When he woke, the alley had gone, instead he sat up on a patch of grass, with trees all around and a large grey horse nibbling at his hair. Slowly he came to his senses and pulled himself up with the aid of the horse, which seemed quite at ease with him. "Where in the?" he thought, looking around the woods and catching a glimpse of some buildings through the trees. After several minutes of surveying his surroundings and a few exclamations like "What in the?" He notices a bag lying on the ground where he had lay. Picking it up and unlacing it carefully he found it contained a fistful of gold pieces, a smile drew across his face.
"A business opportunity, maybe the gods have answered his prayers, he will be the greatest merchant alive in these strange lands," his mind was already planning and strangely, more focused on the opportunity than where he was or how he came here. "there´s time for answers, but first". He thinks rubbing the gold between his fingers. Patting the horse on its side, he begins to lead it towards the town. "Come on girl, methinks you'd fancy a carrot or two".
Far away, across time and space, an ancient turtle smiled.
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