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20:42, 4th May 2024 (GMT+0)

Lazzoran

Name:
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 191 lbs
Age: 19
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Grey
Complexion: Light Tan
Birthplace/Nationality: Keoland
Birth Date: First Freeday of Goodmonth

Title: Acolyte
Description/Appearance:
Lazzoran is a young man of about twenty summers. He's pleasant enough looking but looks a bit soft, as if he's done little in the way of strenuous labor over his lifetime.
He wears a belted robe of blue linen, although it shows a bit of wear. A broad brimmed hat sits atop his head for when rain or sun would otherwise beat upon him, and under it are dark brown curls framing an unassuming face with a sparce beard shadowing the mouth and jawline. Cord sandals wrap his feet and in his hand he carries a quarterstaff. Hanging from his belt is a pouch that lacks weight, an oaken cudgel and a plain handled blade that is more utility than weapon.
Around his neck on a cord is a carved winged tiger painted orange, the symbol of Sotillion.
Overall he looks young and poor, and non threatening.

Background:
Born in a small nameless farming and fishing community in Keoland, on the Sheldomar River two days journey by barge south of Niole Dra, Lazzoran has always been lazy. Too lazy to farm and only willing to catch enough fish to feed himself despite regularly applied scoldings and beatings. His family had little hope for him ever growing into a productive member of the community.
One day a Cleric of Sotillion named Gragast came through the village and saw in Lazzoran a kindred soul and took him along to Sotillion's temple in Niole Dra, where he trained to be a cleric.
In Niole Dra Lazzoran witnessed a wizard casting spells for the first time and seeing the flashier magic he really wanted to be a magic user instead of a cleric. His small farming community had no arcane spellcasters as they were mistrusted and even outlawed in the past.
Once he completed his training he sought out a wizard to train him in wizardly ways, but found none willing in Niole Dra to apprentice a lazy cleric. Deciding to look elsewhere he bought a cart and headed east into Urnst, hoping to find someone there to train him as he traveled along from community to community doing a little as possible to get by,  and eventually found himself in Narwell.


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