Roving all-rounder, humanitarian mercenary(?!) Bard in denial.
Young adult of twenty two. Due to hard living, he looks a few years older.
Under the stars
His music as he travels: click here to listen
Ry's background is understated but complex, and has yet to meet the ears of any. (WIP)
However, the following information has been learned about him by a number of characters so far, and would be easy to find out:
He is a jack-of-all-trades on the road. He has some history with driving horses and a good deal of experience (for his age) on the road in caravans. He has worked as a guard, and also in driving oxen and horses when required. On the road he has also picked up skill as a musician playing the lute. Ryheric is currently in denial about being a minstrel, to the point of being spooked when someone insists he is. Although he likes to compose music to express what he sees and experiences in people, events and places around him (like a journal.)
He is a skilled warrior, very strong, canny and intimidating when wielding a sword. Although he tends to downplay his history or skill as a warrior - especially in Breeland given the mostly peaceful surrounds.
It could be easily speculated from constantly grazed and bruised knuckles that Ryheric is an avid brawler. Swordplay may be a skill, but he looks and seems the type to throw himself into a bar fight, more than any great battle. However, he has a good nature and while surrounded with gentle company, he behaves very gently himself. He seems eager to help others, and uncomfortable with placing himself in the spotlight. He has obvious hangups about his own physical appearance. He has no sense of self importance.
He loves to cook and eat squirrels. He hunts and skins them, then turns their pelts into supple, fur trimmed gloves he fancies a highborn lady might like to wear. He has sold none of these gloves yet, but intends to.
He works hard at his table manners, but has unfortunate quirks when it comes to the speed at which he eats. Ryheric is no stranger to starvation, and that has left its mark on some of his habits when eating. In company he is very careful to control himself so his companions do not miss out.
His kinship, their friends, and most decent folk!
Music, company, being outdoors, long roads, robust horses, a good fire, a good muse.
Right now, banding keen individuals together to assist with local troubles. Composing a bucketlist. Delivering a brooch.
"Supply 'n demand, y'do what ye gotta"