Mar 29, 2019 3:17:47 GMT
Post by Rhyme on Mar 29, 2019 3:17:47 GMT
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RHYME
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[attr="class","nodensimg"] [attr="class","nodensimg2"] [attr="class","nodenscharleft"] GENDER male AGE 25(?) SEXUALITY heterosexual HEIGHT 5 feet 6 inches WEIGHT 59 kg FACTION citizen OCCUPATION freelancer [attr="class","nodenscharleft2"] played by Watcher | [attr="class","nodenscontainer"] [attr="class","nodensheader"]CHARACTER ATTRIBUTES [attr="class","nodenschartraits"]
[attr="class","nodensheader"]CHARACTER BACKGROUND [attr="class","nodenscharright"] [attr="class","nodenscharright2"] A group of adventurers found him in a ruin--- a strange sight, a sleeping man, miraculously untouched by the myriad creatures that slinked about in the rubble. They brought him back to their camp, and then to their outpost; when he at last awoke, he found that while he seemed to have some basic knowledge of language and magic, he knew nothing about himself beyond his name--- Rhyme. [break][break] He found that he could take a hit or two, because his flesh flowed when he was struck, and that he noticed the presence of people even without sight or sound. He found from his rescuers that that meant he was a mutant, and yet he felt that that was wrong, or that he knew some other magic beyond that. He had dreams, vague flashes. [break][break] Once, there was a boy, picked up from a lowly family by a mage who saw his innate talent. The boy was brought into an academy, where he grew in knowledge of spells and lore. The boy heard talk of how the nobles oppressed people, even as he was unaffected because of his mentors' patronage; he was appalled to know that some of his mentors were at times involved. The boy decided that he would... that he should... do something--- for those who were not as lucky as he. [break][break] From those flashes he thought he must have been some sort of mage, in some sort of academy, but beyond that he knew nothing else. So he supposed he would look into similar places, and perhaps there might be people who would recognize him, or know something about him. Perhaps he might find some clue about himself, and find his place in this world that was very strange to him. [break][break] Once, there was a mutant, one who could see the souls of others. He had been captured by the nobility under the pretense of unlawful magic, when they had only sought to use him, to experiment with him, as with many of those who are similar to him. Then there was a boy, a mage, who freed him and his fellow prisoners, who brought them out of Eos. He died, and the mutant was filled with grief. [break][break] The mutant adopted the boy's form and fell into a deep sleep. |
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