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Name: Yvar Ra
Aliases: N/A
Nicknames: Doc, Gramps
Specie or race: Elf
Social class: Lower
Age: 61 (or elven equivalent)
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Talents: Farming, gardening, playing the lute, cooking & baking, medical assistance
Specialization: Farmer
Alignment: Good
Origins: Azrethian

Personality:
[Mild-Mannered]
Yvar has a very gentle and calm personality. He is very slow to anger and is friendly enough once one gets to know him. His patience contributes to this serene persona and overrule the initial intimidation his large stature tends to give him.

[Bluntly Sarcastic]
Although it is generally used in a casual, friendly way, Yvar is notoriously sarcastic. This trait is most evident when treating injuries or when asked questions he believes have obvious answers. His speech is straightforward and to-the-point, as he hates to beat around the bush. He is also not fond of overly flowery speech, so if spoken to with such language he may sarcastically ask for a translation.

[Stubborn]
As nice as he is, when Yvar makes a decision, he sticks with it. Attempts to force change out of him result in a mountain of resistance. This trait is even more obvious when there is a crisis, when he's treating injuries, or other times when arguments could cause disaster. He becomes physically and mentally immoveable until resistance stops or he completes his task.

[Haunted]
Yvar suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder, a result of his time in the Lands below. Although he does not hallucinate about the events of those years away, he does have nightmares about them and reacts strongly in situations that remind him of that time period. He is stubbornly adamant about remaining tight-lipped about his days away from the floating isle, however, keeping his trauma to himself as much as possible.

Background:

(( Still working on the years ))

Yvar grew up on his family's farm just outside of Avandere, learning his father's trade. But despite his love of plants and farming, he grew restless as time wore on. His two brothers left the farm to do bigger and better things in the city, and eventually the need to get away from the quiet farm became to great to ignore any longer.

At age 23, he left home and traveled to the Lands Below, hoping to obtain more excitement in his life. Instead, he found himself drawn into a nation's civil war. Not having any desire to fight but unable to find a way to leave the country, he became a medic and remained in the Lands Below until the war was over.

Upon his return to the floating isle fifteen years later, he had a brief, 2-year career as a royal gardener before taking over the family farm when his father passed away. Ever since he has worked the farm by himself, not once complaining or showing any further desire to leave again.

Mico - Eir's Bonded.

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