Phaedrus
03-01-09, 11:24 PM
Name: Phaedrus Archippos
Age: 30
Race: Human
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue/Black
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 205 Lbs
Phaedrus was born to a family of Greek horse breeders in Ioanninam, Greece, and learned his family trade through his youth. Among the skills he has learned are horsemanship, minor blacksmithing and carpentry, and trade/bartering. He is also an accomplished musician, poet, and storyteller, having learned these arts from his paternal grandfather, Orestes Archippos - Archippos is Greek for "Master of Horses". His grandfather also taught him woodcraft, to make musical instruments, and imparted upon him the gift of language, which he uses to learn new songs and stories from other cultures.
He has a sharp eye, and a keen mind and is generally a good judge of character. While he avoids confrontations and fights, he can handle himself, as among the other things Orestes taught him was how to wrestle and how to box. He prefers to use his wit to extricate himself from trouble, but when pressed, can make a good accounting for himself.
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Once he came of age at 21, the road beckoned him, and he sought to travel the world, learn new songs, hear new stories, and share his own songs and stories with others. For nine years, he traveled all over Europe and Asia, taking work as required to pay his way, as well as performing when needed, both on stage and on the streets, to pay for meals, lodging and traveling expenses. He needs very little, and shares readily when he has extra. One night, while spending time in the Balkans in Romania, he met up with some gypsies and was enchanted by their own sense of wanderlust, song and joy of living. There were many songs that night, as well as dancing and drinking. The last thing he remembered was a dark eyed gypsy girl smiling at him, and taking his hand...
When he awoke the next day, he found himself on a strange sea vessel, alone in a cabin, with his few possessions. There was a strange scent in the air, and the light from the sun seemed odd to him, the colors seemed different, and he felt disoriented. Emerging from the cabin to the deck of the wooden ship, he realized immediately he was in a strange new world, with strange people around him. He attempts to speak to crew members and passengers, but their language is strange, and they do not understand him, nor does he understand them. Finally, at the prow of the ship, he sees a man who appears to be of some authority, looking ahead at a large island on the horizon, towards which the ship is sailing. Phaedrus stands next to the man and after a moment, points to the island. The man turns to him, looks Phaedrus over and replies with one word...
"Fallien"
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Since he travels a great deal, he has learned to make friends easily, though there are very few that he could consider close to him. Those he does become close to, he his fiercely loyal to, and will stand with those through any trial or tribulation. He travels light, with only a pack, a bouzouri (a stringed musical instrument), a wineskin, and a small knife, used as a tool and utensil, and never as a weapon.
Personality: Phaedrus is generally congenial and gregarious, as would befit a traveling musician...people are his livelihood. He is charming without being smarmy, polite without being shy, and speaks articulately but not in a condescending manner. He is slow to anger, but when his ire does rise, it is a cold and calculating anger, bent on harsh riposte or a well placed strike with his fist.
Appearance: Tall and broad shouldered without being musclebound, his eyes are a dark blue, almost black, and very penetrating when his attention is focused. He is moderately dark skinned, with a heavy beard that he keeps shaved, and his hands, while strong and calloused, are those of an artisan.
Skills: As a human, mysteriously brought to Athanas from Earth, he has no magical or supernatural skills. He is physically strong and robust, intelligent and sharp eyed, and he relies on his wit, quick thinking, and easy going manner to deal with both mundane as well as extraordinary events.
Age: 30
Race: Human
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue/Black
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 205 Lbs
Phaedrus was born to a family of Greek horse breeders in Ioanninam, Greece, and learned his family trade through his youth. Among the skills he has learned are horsemanship, minor blacksmithing and carpentry, and trade/bartering. He is also an accomplished musician, poet, and storyteller, having learned these arts from his paternal grandfather, Orestes Archippos - Archippos is Greek for "Master of Horses". His grandfather also taught him woodcraft, to make musical instruments, and imparted upon him the gift of language, which he uses to learn new songs and stories from other cultures.
He has a sharp eye, and a keen mind and is generally a good judge of character. While he avoids confrontations and fights, he can handle himself, as among the other things Orestes taught him was how to wrestle and how to box. He prefers to use his wit to extricate himself from trouble, but when pressed, can make a good accounting for himself.
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Once he came of age at 21, the road beckoned him, and he sought to travel the world, learn new songs, hear new stories, and share his own songs and stories with others. For nine years, he traveled all over Europe and Asia, taking work as required to pay his way, as well as performing when needed, both on stage and on the streets, to pay for meals, lodging and traveling expenses. He needs very little, and shares readily when he has extra. One night, while spending time in the Balkans in Romania, he met up with some gypsies and was enchanted by their own sense of wanderlust, song and joy of living. There were many songs that night, as well as dancing and drinking. The last thing he remembered was a dark eyed gypsy girl smiling at him, and taking his hand...
When he awoke the next day, he found himself on a strange sea vessel, alone in a cabin, with his few possessions. There was a strange scent in the air, and the light from the sun seemed odd to him, the colors seemed different, and he felt disoriented. Emerging from the cabin to the deck of the wooden ship, he realized immediately he was in a strange new world, with strange people around him. He attempts to speak to crew members and passengers, but their language is strange, and they do not understand him, nor does he understand them. Finally, at the prow of the ship, he sees a man who appears to be of some authority, looking ahead at a large island on the horizon, towards which the ship is sailing. Phaedrus stands next to the man and after a moment, points to the island. The man turns to him, looks Phaedrus over and replies with one word...
"Fallien"
ψψψψψψψψψψψψψ
Since he travels a great deal, he has learned to make friends easily, though there are very few that he could consider close to him. Those he does become close to, he his fiercely loyal to, and will stand with those through any trial or tribulation. He travels light, with only a pack, a bouzouri (a stringed musical instrument), a wineskin, and a small knife, used as a tool and utensil, and never as a weapon.
Personality: Phaedrus is generally congenial and gregarious, as would befit a traveling musician...people are his livelihood. He is charming without being smarmy, polite without being shy, and speaks articulately but not in a condescending manner. He is slow to anger, but when his ire does rise, it is a cold and calculating anger, bent on harsh riposte or a well placed strike with his fist.
Appearance: Tall and broad shouldered without being musclebound, his eyes are a dark blue, almost black, and very penetrating when his attention is focused. He is moderately dark skinned, with a heavy beard that he keeps shaved, and his hands, while strong and calloused, are those of an artisan.
Skills: As a human, mysteriously brought to Athanas from Earth, he has no magical or supernatural skills. He is physically strong and robust, intelligent and sharp eyed, and he relies on his wit, quick thinking, and easy going manner to deal with both mundane as well as extraordinary events.