Name: Lysander Vitrerius Title: The Bookworm Age: 20 Class: Mage Sexuality: Heterosexual Home: Etruria but currently wandering
Equipment: Fire Tome (E), Vulnerary Economy: 500 gold
Personality: Lysander is above all, a scholar. He is constantly trying to learn more about the world around him and takes notes in his trusty journal. He is more likely to be found in a library of some sort than a bar. However because of his studious nature, he finds it difficult to interact with others especially those of the opposite sex. Around females, he becomes a bumbling, blushing mess. It is not that he hates woman nor is he even afraid of them. He's just that awkward, unfortunately for him.
When in a public setting, he keeps to himself and simply observes others if he isn't already lost in his own thoughts. He is not one to join any fights and take part in any kind of confrontation. People tend to avoid him anyways because of his gloomy disposition which sometimes he is grateful for having.
He is still a good person who cannot turn away those who sincerely ask him for help and tries to use his magic for the greater good. For what good is knowledge if one does not use it to help others?
Lysander was deep into his studies when a gentle hand touched his shoulders. He turned around, almost annoyed for a moment but his face instantly turned red once he saw who interrupted him: the female librarian.
"Excuse me, sir, but the library is closed now," she said in a soft voice. His disorderly appearance and dark robe made him look like a dark mage and she seemed to be worried that he would curse her for disturbing him. She also seemed to have mistaken his reddened face as one with anger rather than embarrassment.
"I...I.... Well... I.... Uh... " The random sounds fumbled out of his mouth ominously as the female librarian took a step back. He grabbed the books in front of him, stood up and offered them to the girl. "You.. uh... Books?"
Instead of taking the books like he expected, the girl screamed and fled the building. While he was confused, he soon regained his composur and his face returned to its usual chalky white color. "I guess it's time to get some late dinner,' he thinks out loud to himself. He then hums a tune his mother used to sing when he was young as he puts the books back on the shelves where they belong.
Alignment: Neutral Good
Simple description: Lysander generally wears some sort of dark-colored robe (He currently has three which he rotates). He wears a basic shirt and trousers underneath his robes. His skin is pale from lack of sunlight and his hair is shaggy, almost covering his eyes which usually have dark circles under them. If he must go out during the day, he wears his hood up and avoids eye contact with everyone.
Decided to make a mage since people were planning on making knights. Hope he's okay but I can change anything if need be.
Name: Lysander Vitrerius Title: The Bookworm Age: 20 Class: Mage Sexuality: Heterosexual Home: Etruria but currently wandering
Equipment: Wind Tome (E), Vulnerary Economy: 500 gold
Personality: Lysander is above all, a scholar. He is constantly trying to learn more about the world around him and takes notes in his trusty journal. He is more likely to be found in a library of some sort than a bar. However because of his studious nature, he finds it difficult to interact with others especially those of the opposite sex. Around females, he becomes a bumbling, blushing mess. It is not that he hates woman nor is he even afraid of them. He's just that awkward, unfortunately for him.
When in a public setting, he keeps to himself and simply observes others if he isn't already lost in his own thoughts. He is not one to join any fights and take part in any kind of confrontation. People tend to avoid him anyways because of his gloomy disposition which sometimes he is grateful for having.
He is still a good person who cannot turn away those who sincerely ask him for help and tries to use his magic for the greater good. For what good is knowledge if one does not use it to help others?
Lysander was deep into his studies when a gentle hand touched his shoulders. He turned around, almost annoyed for a moment but his face instantly turned red once he saw who interrupted him: the female librarian.
"Excuse me, sir, but the library is closed now," she said in a soft voice. His disorderly appearance and dark robe made him look like a dark mage and she seemed to be worried that he would curse her for disturbing him. She also seemed to have mistaken his reddened face as one with anger rather than embarrassment.
"I...I.... Well... I.... Uh... " The random sounds fumbled out of his mouth ominously as the female librarian took a step back. He grabbed the books in front of him, stood up and offered them to the girl. "You.. uh... Books?"
Instead of taking the books like he expected, the girl screamed and fled the building. While he was confused, he soon regained his composur and his face returned to its usual chalky white color. "I guess it's time to get some late dinner,' he thinks out loud to himself. He then hums a tune his mother used to sing when he was young as he puts the books back on the shelves where they belong.
Alignment: Neutral Good
Simple description: Lysander generally wears some sort of dark-colored robe (He currently has three which he rotates). He wears a basic shirt and trousers underneath his robes. His skin is pale from lack of sunlight and his hair is shaggy, almost covering his eyes which usually have dark circles under them. If he must go out during the day, he wears his hood up and avoids eye contact with everyone.
Aiden almost sighed with relief as Damien managed to play off his awkwardness with humor. He let himself relax, taking his hands out of his pocket and running one of them through his hair. "Well, I had to eventually. I like to know some things about the person I'd be living with for who knows how long," he replied with warm smile, one of the first ones he's had in weeks. He was surprised at himself and Damien for accomplishing that. "I've been... too busy to meet people yet. Aside from Vivian, but I met her before I moved in actually." What Aiden didn't say was that it was actually a pleasant surprise for him that the girl that he met in the bookstore the other day was actually his new neighbor. If he wasn't so heartbroken at the moment, he might even think of her as 'cute'. But the idea of dating someone new was absolutely horrifying for Aiden and he'd rather not deal with the fact that he hadn't gotten over Val yet.
"Anyways, I've figured it was time to finally socialize," he said, shaking away any thoughts he had about his ex-girlfriend. "Did you have any plans? If not, I wouldn't mind some company as I introduced myself to our neighbors."
Kathy heard her name being called, and turned to see Emma, the town's florist. She waved back and made her way to the florist so she would not need to yell. "No, I have plenty for now," Kathy said while she shook her head. She still had not used up the last batch she ordered from them. The weather has been nice lately and not too many people were getting sick. "I'll be sure to let you know as soon as I need more though."
"I'm doing fine.. Another year, another lecture about settling down and having children," Kathy said with a defeated look but quickly regain her composure. "How are you and your father? The flowers are looking beautiful as always." She motioned over the flowers that were used to decorate the town square. Kathy was always grateful that flowers were much more appreciated in Willow's Valley than they were in the city. Emma and her father always did grow the best flowers in Kathy's opinion. @LadyinInk