Northcliff App
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OOC Information
Name: GreenRivers
Age: 34
Pref. Pronouns: she/her
Contact: discord: GreenRivers#4204 plurk:
greenrivers
Current characters: n/a
IC Information
Name/Alias: Wilde, aka Goat Man or the Goat Whisperer
Age: 26
Occupation: Farmer - Specifically a goatherd
Born with The Vice?: Yes
If yes, do they use it?: Yes
Appearance: Short, slight, with dark skin. His hair is reddish brown, falling just below his ears and often worn in braids. Dresses in layers, suitable for the cold, high altitudes. There's minimal adornments beyond some scrimshaw beads and earrings.
History:
-A brash and cocky youth - he left his home near Northcliff Pass with his father's rusty old blade to seek fame and glory. All that Wilde has said to anyone about this time was that he joined up with a band of mercenaries but things 'didn't work out'.
-Returned a little older, a lot quieter, and carrying a very different sword, but no fame or glory.
-Father died shortly after Wilde's return
-Spent the last three years avoiding people as much as humanly possible.
Personality: Quiet and reserved - a sharp contrast to the brash and willful youth he originally was. Wilde prefers to keep to himself these days, only coming down from the homestead to sell his wares at the market. With people, his mannerisms are brusque, impersonal, and he seems to ration his words to monosyllabic answers whenever he can get away with it. He becomes more animated around his animals - specifically his goat Pehj - or when talking about the specifics of raising and caring for various creatures.
Abilities:
Reputation: Crazy hermit who probably has a load of treasure under his floorboards if anyone is fool enough to make the dangerous hike to his homestead and take a look.
Name: GreenRivers
Age: 34
Pref. Pronouns: she/her
Contact: discord: GreenRivers#4204 plurk:
Current characters: n/a
IC Information
Name/Alias: Wilde, aka Goat Man or the Goat Whisperer
Age: 26
Occupation: Farmer - Specifically a goatherd
Born with The Vice?: Yes
If yes, do they use it?: Yes
Appearance: Short, slight, with dark skin. His hair is reddish brown, falling just below his ears and often worn in braids. Dresses in layers, suitable for the cold, high altitudes. There's minimal adornments beyond some scrimshaw beads and earrings.
History:
-A brash and cocky youth - he left his home near Northcliff Pass with his father's rusty old blade to seek fame and glory. All that Wilde has said to anyone about this time was that he joined up with a band of mercenaries but things 'didn't work out'.
-Returned a little older, a lot quieter, and carrying a very different sword, but no fame or glory.
-Father died shortly after Wilde's return
-Spent the last three years avoiding people as much as humanly possible.
Personality: Quiet and reserved - a sharp contrast to the brash and willful youth he originally was. Wilde prefers to keep to himself these days, only coming down from the homestead to sell his wares at the market. With people, his mannerisms are brusque, impersonal, and he seems to ration his words to monosyllabic answers whenever he can get away with it. He becomes more animated around his animals - specifically his goat Pehj - or when talking about the specifics of raising and caring for various creatures.
Abilities:
- Animal Husbandry - If you've ever spotted a goat the size of a pony - congratulations! You've seen one of Wilde's flock. These goats provide milk and fiber which Wilde subsequently turns into cheese and yarn.
- Sword and bow - Years living on the mountainous homestead and hunting game as well as his time with a band of mercenaries has left Wilde skilled with a shortsword and shortbow.
- Rudimentary Education - He can read, write, and do arithmetic.
- Vice - He thinks it's earth-based, though he can't really be certain (not like he can just, you know, go around asking), but he is uncannily skilled with animals. Even wild ones.
Reputation: Crazy hermit who probably has a load of treasure under his floorboards if anyone is fool enough to make the dangerous hike to his homestead and take a look.