Rhone walked silently beside the two females, his head kept down and his pace slightly behind theirs. He was just barely trailing after them, like the servant he was raised to be. He couldn't remember much of freedom, from when he was a boy, so he didn't try very hard to obtain it. Rhone had gotten used to doing other people's bidding without complaint, despite his own thoughts.
His feet were like leather on the bottom. The gravel on the road hardly bothered him at all. Rhone walked with a smooth but strong stride; he was masculine, but had a certain grace about him. His cloth blow gently in the wind, reminding him that he was barely dressed and that this wasn't his desert homelands. This country was rather chilly compared to where he had been born. But Rhone was too stoic to shiver and wrap his arms around himself.
He felt the gnome fall back to his side and poke him in the arm. She commented on his life story, what little he had.
"There's not much to tell," He said, his voice soft. Rhone left it at that. His eyes fell to the mark on his chest, the very same that the gnome had been eyeing. It was the mark of his old master; all of the slaves at the plantation had one. Soon, it would have to be marked out. Rhone only assumed that Lucien would brand him with his own crest. He didn't particularly look forward to that.
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Rhone is with Rosa and gnome at the pub i think
speaking of which, how is that going down?
is he just standing there awkwardly while they order food, or are they waiting outside, or what?
speaking of which, how is that going down?
is he just standing there awkwardly while they order food, or are they waiting outside, or what?
gotta have newt weed
Name: Zinzie Searoby
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Race: Human/Witch
Personality: Very upbeat and chipper. Although a bit eccentric, he's pretty hard to hate. Zinzie has a kind heart and good intentions, even if he has a strange way of showing it. He also loves to sing, and does so pretty often.
Appearance: He's a tall, thin shaped man. Zinzie stands at 6'3" with a lanky build. His skin is an olive tone, and his hair is curly and dark brown. His eyes are almond shaped and a chocolate brown.
Clothing: He likes jewelry, colorful and loose fitting clothing, and beads in his hair. Occasionally accused of cross dressing.
Skills: Potion making, cooking, singing, creating music
Magic: Although hocus pocus magic and mutters aren't really his thing, Zinzie is a skilled potion master. Medical potions are his specialty, which is why he travels under the guise of an apothecary. Zinzie's potions range from growing back hair to healing wounds.
His one signature spell, however, involves his familiar, Shire. Zinzie can take on the form of a tall and lanky sight hound, but he must have physical contact with Shire for it to work.
Dogform:
Inventory:
1 cart holding the following:
4 hair regrowth potions "Hair There"
2 Bone healing elixers "Bone Mender"
4 "Flu Fixers"
2 love potions "Elixir Number 9"
1 crate of newt weed
2 cartons of sulfur rock
Other various potion ingredients
His horse
A couple crates of clothing and food
Blankets
About 2 gp
and his little black dog, Shire
History: Zinzie was born to a human mother and a witch father. He mother was unfortunately killed when his father was run out of his home town for his witchcraft. Zinzie's father never forgot the loss of his beloved wife, and has since given magic up completely. Zinzie, on the other hand, wanted to keep the family tradition alive.
For decades, Searobys have traveled the world, selling medical potions to those who need them. They were witch doctors, if you will. However, the word 'witch' came with a certain stigma. Potion makers are often met with distrust because of the questionable ingredients they use for their brews. Human bones, flayed flesh, the blood of virgins, all that good stuff. As a whole, potion making has become outlawed due to an entire black market of human body parts.
However, Zinzie knows enough about potions to know that none of them is necessary. One can substitute animal bonemeal for human bones any time. It's not as potent, but it works. His father wasn't thrilled about him leaving home to continue the trade, but what could he do? Zinzie was every bit as adventurous and outgoing as he was when he was young.
And so Zinzie took up a life on the road. It's lonely, sure, but he has Shire to keep him company. The little dog has a bit of magic of his own. He sells his potions to those who need them until he gets kicked out of town. Then he goes somewhere else and starts over.
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Race: Human/Witch
Personality: Very upbeat and chipper. Although a bit eccentric, he's pretty hard to hate. Zinzie has a kind heart and good intentions, even if he has a strange way of showing it. He also loves to sing, and does so pretty often.
Appearance: He's a tall, thin shaped man. Zinzie stands at 6'3" with a lanky build. His skin is an olive tone, and his hair is curly and dark brown. His eyes are almond shaped and a chocolate brown.
Clothing: He likes jewelry, colorful and loose fitting clothing, and beads in his hair. Occasionally accused of cross dressing.
Skills: Potion making, cooking, singing, creating music
Magic: Although hocus pocus magic and mutters aren't really his thing, Zinzie is a skilled potion master. Medical potions are his specialty, which is why he travels under the guise of an apothecary. Zinzie's potions range from growing back hair to healing wounds.
His one signature spell, however, involves his familiar, Shire. Zinzie can take on the form of a tall and lanky sight hound, but he must have physical contact with Shire for it to work.
Dogform:
Inventory:
1 cart holding the following:
4 hair regrowth potions "Hair There"
2 Bone healing elixers "Bone Mender"
4 "Flu Fixers"
2 love potions "Elixir Number 9"
1 crate of newt weed
2 cartons of sulfur rock
Other various potion ingredients
His horse
A couple crates of clothing and food
Blankets
About 2 gp
and his little black dog, Shire
History: Zinzie was born to a human mother and a witch father. He mother was unfortunately killed when his father was run out of his home town for his witchcraft. Zinzie's father never forgot the loss of his beloved wife, and has since given magic up completely. Zinzie, on the other hand, wanted to keep the family tradition alive.
For decades, Searobys have traveled the world, selling medical potions to those who need them. They were witch doctors, if you will. However, the word 'witch' came with a certain stigma. Potion makers are often met with distrust because of the questionable ingredients they use for their brews. Human bones, flayed flesh, the blood of virgins, all that good stuff. As a whole, potion making has become outlawed due to an entire black market of human body parts.
However, Zinzie knows enough about potions to know that none of them is necessary. One can substitute animal bonemeal for human bones any time. It's not as potent, but it works. His father wasn't thrilled about him leaving home to continue the trade, but what could he do? Zinzie was every bit as adventurous and outgoing as he was when he was young.
And so Zinzie took up a life on the road. It's lonely, sure, but he has Shire to keep him company. The little dog has a bit of magic of his own. He sells his potions to those who need them until he gets kicked out of town. Then he goes somewhere else and starts over.
*whisks away to make a bio*
I'd still play Rhone, yes.
I had either a gypsy or a witch in mind
or a gypsy witch
I had either a gypsy or a witch in mind
or a gypsy witch
how would you guys feel if I made another character?
All that really matters is loving yourself.
I would assume that he would assume that a man wouldn't ravage his own daughter
or you know
maybe he thinks lucien keeps rosa as a sex slave too
he just thinks that lucien is a terrible, awful person
or you know
maybe he thinks lucien keeps rosa as a sex slave too
he just thinks that lucien is a terrible, awful person
So when lucien rolls up to the pub with 12, Rhone is totally gonna think that he bought himself a sex slave
and he's going to be completely disgusted
any hope of lucien being a decent master is just gone
maybe he had a friend in the past who was a sex slave, and instead of helping her, he just pretended he didn't know because he was scared
and maybe something happened to her
so now he's like ultra guilty and feels like he has to stop this somehow
so when lucien gets them both home, rhone just paces around waiting for lucien to make his move and debating on what he should do
and when lucien goes to talk to 12 for whatever reason, rhone just tackles him like
NO
and lucien is like
uhhh wut
and rhone is like
NO YOU FIEND
and lucien is all
...
and he's going to be completely disgusted
any hope of lucien being a decent master is just gone
maybe he had a friend in the past who was a sex slave, and instead of helping her, he just pretended he didn't know because he was scared
and maybe something happened to her
so now he's like ultra guilty and feels like he has to stop this somehow
so when lucien gets them both home, rhone just paces around waiting for lucien to make his move and debating on what he should do
and when lucien goes to talk to 12 for whatever reason, rhone just tackles him like
NO
and lucien is like
uhhh wut
and rhone is like
NO YOU FIEND
and lucien is all
...
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