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Lostir
| Name | Lostir |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Wanderer, Warden of the Forodwaith |
| Age | Young Adult |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Forochel |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Lostir travels wearing an ivory mask bearing the visage of an owl, as well as warm white garments made from various skins and adorned with feathers from their owl companion. They are rarely seen without their mask, but if you were to catch a glimpse of them the first thing that would catch your eye is their bright silver hair. After this would come the realization that they look no older than a human teenager. They bear a spear and two javelins, all fashioned from bone and pine wood, as well as a wooden shield painted with silver and golden patterns. |
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Background
(Character being rewritten, WIP)
| Friends | None |
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| Relatives | Mother/Father (deceased) |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | Snow, the auroras, their pet owl |
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| Hates | Humidity, loneliness |
| Motivation | To live in peace among the snows of the north |
| Quotes | "My duty is to ensure that all life is valued, and that all death has purpose." |
Lostir's Adventures
| Even Fiercest Fangs Falter | 2 years 3 months ago |
