Name:
Govind
Age:
15 Turns
Sex:
Male
Prefers:
Females mostly, though he has been known to eye a few males on occasion; at the moment though, the poor guy is a tad conflicted with who he prefers more.
Craft:
Miner
Rank:
Miner/Candidate
Physical Description:
Govind is not one to be considered tiny nor delicate at a newcomer’s first glance. Standing in at 6’ 2” and with a muscular build, he’s the very definition of a miner’s child especially with his short-cropped black hair, black eyes, and the pale skin that doesn’t look like it’s seen a lick of sunlight in all of his fifteen turns. Another defining feature is the multiple scars scattered across his body, mostly on his arms, face, and upper body from various mining accidents throughout the years. The most prominent one above the others in his unwanted collection is a large gash-like scar on his left arm; while it had been a serious injury way back when; but now healed, it neither hampers nor handicaps him in any form. Finally, his normal outfit consists of work boots, breeches and a tunic stained with dust from the interior of the mines along with a few food stains via his younger siblings. He also has a habit of wearing a bandage around his arm to cover the nasty scar that’s there.
Personality:
Despite his outer appearance, Govind is neither a scary nor cruel person. Plainly, he’s the exact opposite.
One trait that stands out is his strong patience with children younger than himself. He can withstand food thrown, messy beds, hair tugging, clinginess, running around when they should be in bed, maybe even more. Considering the amount of younger siblings he has, his mother always said it was a wonder he never went insane as one of their main caretakers. He’s also someone who enjoys working on chores that is considered “women’s work”; cooking, cleaning, sewing, etc etc. Govind has always said it brings him a sense of calm away from the dangerous chaos of the mines below ground.
Indeed, while mining in itself is dangerous work and a few of the males are considered “manly-men”, Govind would rather stick his nose in a book and read than wrestle for absolutely no reason. Unreasoned violence is one of his greatest pet-peeves and he literally can’t stand people who spark a fight or attempt to. Give him an urgent reason to fight though (defending someone or a raid of sorts) and the teenager is more than willing to jump in on the fray. Even so, he’d possibly just knock them out then causing blood or broken bones.
Finally, let’s go over his work effort. Working below the ground for some odd years with the adults and older teenagers, he’s learned that doing less that what he’s capable of will earn him a smack about the head. So, instead of learning to be lazy, he’s pushed himself to give more that one hundred and ten percent while he’s working both in the house and down in the mines. Give him a dirty job and he’ll dive into it headfirst with little complaint. Give him a clean job and he’ll dive into it with little complaint as well, especially if it’s kitchen duty. (This usually means he can bribe a meatroll or something from the kitchen folk in exchange for his work or swipe something without people noticing him snacking.)
History:
Born into Crom Hold under his father (a high-ranked miner) and his mother (a simple kitchen worker), Govind had known what it was to be a miner since day one…or at least since the day he could understand what his father was talking about. Being the eldest son, it had been preached that he would step into his father’s shoes and venture down into the dark tunnels of the mines. Not really understanding the “tradition” of it, Govind had agreed without hesitation and took his first steps down there at the ripe age of ten turns into the world of cold darkness, tunnel snakes, and the constant threat of collapse.
Worried about her child, his mother had protested at first but had feebly given in when his father outmatched her in a shouting fight the night before he went down. But her worry was on the mark, unfortunately. It was just before the final bell rang out that one of the weaker supports in the mine gave out and a section of the ceiling collapsed on a small group of about ten miners; Govind and at least two others his age were among those buried. It was a cry of good fortune that the WherWatcher had not been in that area at the time; the beast was able to locate them all fairly quickly and everyone was dug out before something else could break down on top of them. It was in this accident that Govind had received the gash on his arm and a few of the experienced miners called it his “christening” to the Craft. His mother had not agreed with the teasing and took away the lad to help her with daily chores while his arm healed over the next few months. It was over this time that he learned how to and develop the feminine skills of a household. This helped immensely when his mother gave birth to a set of twins not even a year later. His attention became split: one half was with his father and learning about the keys of their trade while the other was with his mother and helping to take care of the screaming twins and his five year old sister.
Pets:
N/A
Other/Talents:
Even though he’s a miner, Govind is capable of doing cooking, sewing cleaning…chores often considered “womenfolk work” by a few of the people he knows and works with. He also knows a small amount of Healer skills but not enough to tend to any major injury, but small ones like bumps and bruises plus the occasional sprain and broken bone.
Will this character be a candidate?
Yes
Picture:
-wants one drawn-
Govind
Age:
15 Turns
Sex:
Male
Prefers:
Females mostly, though he has been known to eye a few males on occasion; at the moment though, the poor guy is a tad conflicted with who he prefers more.
Craft:
Miner
Rank:
Miner/Candidate
Physical Description:
Govind is not one to be considered tiny nor delicate at a newcomer’s first glance. Standing in at 6’ 2” and with a muscular build, he’s the very definition of a miner’s child especially with his short-cropped black hair, black eyes, and the pale skin that doesn’t look like it’s seen a lick of sunlight in all of his fifteen turns. Another defining feature is the multiple scars scattered across his body, mostly on his arms, face, and upper body from various mining accidents throughout the years. The most prominent one above the others in his unwanted collection is a large gash-like scar on his left arm; while it had been a serious injury way back when; but now healed, it neither hampers nor handicaps him in any form. Finally, his normal outfit consists of work boots, breeches and a tunic stained with dust from the interior of the mines along with a few food stains via his younger siblings. He also has a habit of wearing a bandage around his arm to cover the nasty scar that’s there.
Personality:
Despite his outer appearance, Govind is neither a scary nor cruel person. Plainly, he’s the exact opposite.
One trait that stands out is his strong patience with children younger than himself. He can withstand food thrown, messy beds, hair tugging, clinginess, running around when they should be in bed, maybe even more. Considering the amount of younger siblings he has, his mother always said it was a wonder he never went insane as one of their main caretakers. He’s also someone who enjoys working on chores that is considered “women’s work”; cooking, cleaning, sewing, etc etc. Govind has always said it brings him a sense of calm away from the dangerous chaos of the mines below ground.
Indeed, while mining in itself is dangerous work and a few of the males are considered “manly-men”, Govind would rather stick his nose in a book and read than wrestle for absolutely no reason. Unreasoned violence is one of his greatest pet-peeves and he literally can’t stand people who spark a fight or attempt to. Give him an urgent reason to fight though (defending someone or a raid of sorts) and the teenager is more than willing to jump in on the fray. Even so, he’d possibly just knock them out then causing blood or broken bones.
Finally, let’s go over his work effort. Working below the ground for some odd years with the adults and older teenagers, he’s learned that doing less that what he’s capable of will earn him a smack about the head. So, instead of learning to be lazy, he’s pushed himself to give more that one hundred and ten percent while he’s working both in the house and down in the mines. Give him a dirty job and he’ll dive into it headfirst with little complaint. Give him a clean job and he’ll dive into it with little complaint as well, especially if it’s kitchen duty. (This usually means he can bribe a meatroll or something from the kitchen folk in exchange for his work or swipe something without people noticing him snacking.)
History:
Born into Crom Hold under his father (a high-ranked miner) and his mother (a simple kitchen worker), Govind had known what it was to be a miner since day one…or at least since the day he could understand what his father was talking about. Being the eldest son, it had been preached that he would step into his father’s shoes and venture down into the dark tunnels of the mines. Not really understanding the “tradition” of it, Govind had agreed without hesitation and took his first steps down there at the ripe age of ten turns into the world of cold darkness, tunnel snakes, and the constant threat of collapse.
Worried about her child, his mother had protested at first but had feebly given in when his father outmatched her in a shouting fight the night before he went down. But her worry was on the mark, unfortunately. It was just before the final bell rang out that one of the weaker supports in the mine gave out and a section of the ceiling collapsed on a small group of about ten miners; Govind and at least two others his age were among those buried. It was a cry of good fortune that the WherWatcher had not been in that area at the time; the beast was able to locate them all fairly quickly and everyone was dug out before something else could break down on top of them. It was in this accident that Govind had received the gash on his arm and a few of the experienced miners called it his “christening” to the Craft. His mother had not agreed with the teasing and took away the lad to help her with daily chores while his arm healed over the next few months. It was over this time that he learned how to and develop the feminine skills of a household. This helped immensely when his mother gave birth to a set of twins not even a year later. His attention became split: one half was with his father and learning about the keys of their trade while the other was with his mother and helping to take care of the screaming twins and his five year old sister.
Pets:
N/A
Other/Talents:
Even though he’s a miner, Govind is capable of doing cooking, sewing cleaning…chores often considered “womenfolk work” by a few of the people he knows and works with. He also knows a small amount of Healer skills but not enough to tend to any major injury, but small ones like bumps and bruises plus the occasional sprain and broken bone.
Will this character be a candidate?
Yes
Picture:
-wants one drawn-
