Quodus Silverlining
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| Quodus Silverlining kwo-dus | |||
| Class | Wizard | ||
| Race | Continental Elf | ||
| {{#AgeCalc: | 1381 | DR}} | |
| Gender | Male | ||
| Height | 6'5" | ||
| Weight | 198 lbs | ||
| Alignment | Good | ||
| Player | Noel | ||
Appearance
Sharp bronze googles with red stained glass res on his Sleek bandana acrossed forehead, Pinned Stripped button up shirt with a light black vest, smooth stylish pants and unbuckled black leather boots. Walking staff in hand and pipe usually hovering slightly to the left (being held by mage hand).
Tarnished silver hair with a few random strips of orange in a random spike configuration. A newly formed scar, mostly a discoloration of the skin splatters upward across the eye permantly leaving a bloodier version of the pearly and opalescent orb of vibrant blue.
Personality
a good will character who looks out for his shipmates. Tries to play the role of the well educated but has been hanging with a scurvy set of friends in the skies as of late, and a few of there traits have rubbed off. Alwasy keeps clothes and items looking prim and proper.
History
Raised in the city by my grandparents, mostly because Father fighting in bars and mother never around. He stuck to reading old tales and adventures far from here, from his grandparents adaquately stocked library. He learned all from his grandparents, their backroom library helped, but he just didnt know where my path was leading.
Started working a dreadful job as a messenger and file clerk. Tortured daily by people for a few coins, and still sleeping in the grandparents library. He needed something more and took a aptitude test at the "Magi Academy" in the area. Turns out that all that reading was not just for fun, and it got him in the front door, even though there was very little schooling history. He found himself becoming very excited at all the tombs he would read and secrets he would learn. That soon faded away when he relized that most students were many years younger. Harassed for being a bit older by the other students, he still excelled and made it out. Back into the world the stigma of a late bloomer still held him back and had to take an old position he dreaded....a messenger with posibility of seeing more.
Longer trips helped break the monotony, and even lead him to travel through the skies on a air ship. On one particual trip, he detected a shadowy character planning to steal the ship away and throw everyone overboard. Seeing how he couldnt fly yet it might be better off if the captain was aware of the situation. After the diffusion of the potentional GTA, Captain Walven offered him a job. Being a messege boy just did not have the appeal, compaired to a sky pirate.
Present Day
Lives in a small room aboard the Air ship, Cloud, employed as a negotiations consultant. Sharing a room isnt too bad, when the dwarven 1st mate is off doing his duties. File clerk for the captain, but always off boat with the captain to aquire the supplies and any side jobs along the way. The Lion's Trading Company, sets up the current cargo or transportaion assignment, but it cant hurt to find a little something else along the way.