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ROWAN ⚔️ 🌟 🔹

pronouns

he/him

dob

december 2nd

race

human (tarnished)

age

appears late 20s/early 30s

build

int/dex

"The fallen leaves tell a story."

positive

kind, determined, intelligent

neutral

curious, experimental, eccentric

negative

distracted, solitary, impulsive

Rowan has a friendly, amicable demeanor; he's easily approachable, though hardly the sort to surround himself with a crowd, either, preferring to observe and make chitchat in a corner rather than be the life of the party. He's exploratory and often on the move, with a curious energy that ekes into all he does. He has the build of a fighter who mostly utilizes light, easy-to-swing weapons, and the quickness of a spellcaster who's used to flinging his magic in quick bursts, else the enemy reaches him first. Prefers simpler, leather armors over anything wrought iron and heavy, though he's no stranger to the use of both.

height

5'10"

build

athletic

hair

dark brown

eyes

brown

background;

A Tarnished of no renown.

To start, anyway.

Rowan grew up mostly alone, though sometimes in touch with his distant, Astrologer relatives, sharing with him their talents in reading the stars, but more importantly, the foundations of their magic.

One day, hailing across the sea, a group of travelers from the Land of Reeds took up residence nearby. From them, Rowan learned how to wield a blade with some efficacy during the long crawl of the years. Between steel and magic, he became a fighter of moderate talent, and when the Greater Will called the Tarnished back to the Lands Between, he felt more than prepared to take on the challenge presented to him, blessed with the ability to see grace anew.

He was not, in fact, very ready at all.

However, the Lands Between were a crucible. Death, hardship, sorrow, toil; happiness, victory, camaraderie, discovery. All of it was a whetstone to Rowan’s talent and capabilities, and each misfortune merely a lesson in disguise. He has since slain baleful creatures, dragons, and demigods alike. He has earned various shards of the Elden Ring, imbued with their power. The reality of becoming the Lord to decide the fate of the ailing land becomes more of a possibility with each passing day.

And, more and more, a question grows like a shadow at his feet: What sort of new age do the Lands Between truly need?

WEAPONS AND GEAR

katana go slicey and pew pew

MAGIC

don't make me list all of his spells, it's all the blue ones okay

OTHER

TAKE A SIPPY UPON THY MAGIC HORSE

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