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Name: Tamuel
Age: 33
Birthday: M9, D22
Location: High Reaches Hold
Persona Craft/Rank: Steward
Physical Description:Tamuel is about average for a Pernese man. He has a stocky build of roughly below average. Unlike his younger brother, who grew like hatchling right after hatching to well above average, Tamuel has never gained much height but he makes up for it in width. The kind people say that Tamuel is just slightly large around his girth, the cruel people say that Tamuel has a big stomach and should stop ordering people around long enough to do some work himself. Tamuel likes to disguise his stomach in large tunics and dark breeches.
Tamuels hair is of great importance to him. The dark brown locks are well cared for, if not cut short to prevent them from clouding his vision while still surrounding his broad face. His hair also often shows signs of some sort of dying with a tan or light brown color. Weather it is a natural highlight or something Tamuel is working with is his little secret.
Tamuels face is sort of dull. His eyes are muddy brown and set rather low on his broad face and each have a dark circle of near exhaustion underneath. His nose is well defined, almost to the point of being over done but not quite. His lips are small and his forehead is broad, maybe a tad to broad.
All in all, Tamuel looks the part of an over worked, hassled, and generally exhausted man.
Emotional Description: Tamuel is uptight. He needs things done in his way at that moment. Hes always the voice of concern when it comes to just about everything. Doesnt this or that need to be done? Shouldnt we finish this first then we can go play? Because of this, hes always the one harrying the drudges, bothering the Crafters and just generally making life for the Residents of High Reaches as possibly hard as he strives to make it easier. He works hard and is known for doing paperwork; working with traders and dragonriders to get his home everything it needs, no matter how much he runs the people around.
Cheerful people have a lifespan of about ten minutes around Tamuel. Depressive people are his natural enemies almost as much cheerful people are. Hes naturally neat, organized and mildly worried. He doesnt make friends to often. Its rare that he runs into someone who is different enough to like him and yet enough like him for them to get along. His wife Ceritu is one of those few but her daughter Abbitu often butts heads with Tamuel.
One very rarely known about trait of Tamuels, is his lovely singing voice. He has a talent for the Harpers trade and will purchase a good instrument regardless of price.
Brief History: Tamuel was born the first of the youngest son of the Steward and his wife, the Headwoman. His younger turns were mostly spent under his grandmothers and his mothers care as his father was working towards taking over the Steward position. Tamuel didnt know his father well for much of his life. There was a gap that was somehow too hard to cross for many of their turns of life.
At age 4, Tamuel got two surprises in one turn. The first was rather sad. His grandfather died of a wasting disease that no healer could cure. The second surprise came in the form of a new brother; this sibling would come to be known as Palu.
Palu and Tamuel grew up as the best of friends. From the time the young of the boys could walk, they were off on adventures together. They had a common bond in that neither was very close to their father; Amuel had taken up his fathers place as Steward not two months after his youngest sons birth.
The next ten turns would pass quickly and another two events changed his life. His mother gave birth to a baby sister and his father made him Asst. Steward of the hold. This, surprisingly, would drive a stake between Tamuel and Palu. From age fourteen on, neither boy would ever be close to the other again.
Another ten turns, passed and then seven went by. Tamuel spent much of his young adult life throwing himself in his work, even to the point of being a factor in his brothers runaway from home. Right till she walked by. She was something else. She was alive in a way he was not and kind in a way he couldnt understand. All he knew was that he had to have her. And so he married a widow by the name of Ceritu and adopted her young daughter Abbitu as his own.
Now a turn later, things are somewhat troubling. He had set up a marriage (with the help of his father) of a nice boy to his baby sister and yet it failed. Not only that but it seems his sister cant stand his wife. Tamuel is just trying to keep the peace.
Attached NPCs:
Abbitu (adopted daughter)
Amuel (father)
Posi (mother)
Palu (brother)
Attached PCs:
Posei - Assistant Headwoman (High Reaches Hold)
Ceritu - Hold Resident (High Reaches Hold)
Pet Name: Ria
Pet Age: 14
Species: Wher, gold
Pet Description: Ria is a rather old wher of great standing through out the hold. She is known as one of the few whers that are approachable. This is much in thanks to her youthful trainer, Tamuel. Even with her reputation, she has been known to attack without warning. She once killed a trader he dared to try to sneak into the Hold proper one night. Going for mating runs is her favorite pasttime, or so her dear trainer claims. She has been known to lay huge clutches that produce the best whers for wher hide coats and other such. The only odd thing is that she rarely has any of her hatchlings Impress or bond to a human. They usually go wild right after birth.
Ria has a richer than usual hide for a wher. Her gold tone is very dark and very light in various places. It sort of gives her the look that someone covered her in gold tinted plastic wrap but didn't get it just right. She also has hints of green on her underbelly that look sort of like grass stains. Her claws are covered in a more muddy like gold. The shiniest bit of her body is her nose, she has a bright gold spot right on its tip.