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[mainehorse]

The Plot: In the small town of Stormhaven  trouble has been brewing ever since an unseen, unknown monster has taken up residence in the harbor. It is known only as the king of the undertow. How it got there is a mystery. Nobody has gotten a good view of the beast, so accounts of what this monster look like vary greatly. The only thing people can agree on is that it's huge with a maw full of sharp, jagged teeth. Ships can't leave the port without being struck down by the beast and the town is starting to loose hope of ever freeing itself from this threat. 




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[mainehorse]

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Name: Cassidy Morel



Age: 28



Gender: Female



Appearance: (Click) - Cassidy stands in about 5'5'' with a very wiry build. She is covered in scars with the most noticeable one being the scar cutting through the right side of her face, simply because she can't cover that one up. Her right arm is as good as crippled due to an old burn that left scars all the way up to her forearm, though she retains some use of that arm, she favors her left in combat. Her right eye is blue, while her left is green and she has short, wavy black hair



Personality: Cass can be a bit prickly, especially upon initial introductions. She tends to keep people at arm's length. She has a bit of a fiery temper that often rears its ugly head when she's being pressed to speak on a topic she doesn't wish to talk about, usually her own foggy past or what's on her mind. She greatly values her privacy. She will make it clear when she doesn't wish to discuss something but if continued to be pressed, she will often blow up at whatever poor soul didn't take a hint and back off to let her simmer down. That's not to say that she's heartless though. She would willingly put her life on the line to save another, without a second thought.



Likes: Stormy weather, her lute, books, her sword



Dislikes: Heatwaves, nosy people, her amnesia 



Backstory: Her past is a mystery, even to Cass herself. She remembers little before the day she stumbled into Stormhaven a few weeks ago a bloodied and battered mess with nothing but her sword, a little bit of gold, the clothes on her back and a pounding headache. Why that is, she doesn't know. What she does know is that whoever or whatever left her that way is going to pay for whatever they did to her. She has little hints of the past, but none of them are clear, and none pleasant. With nothing to go off of in her blank slate of a mind, she has no choice but to pick herself up and keep moving forward

Other: N/A

[wingfeather]

Name: Lockian Esdarson

Age: 25 

Gender: Male

Appearance: Lockian has dark green eyes, dark hair that goes down to his shoulders, about six feet tall and has a very short beard. He is also athletically built. Typically wears a heavy bladed dirk in a red leather sheath

Personality: Lockian is smart and quick witted, he is also straightforward and to the point with most things. He generally enjoys being around people and has a mostly easygoing personality. 

Likes: Walking through the forest in the stillness of early morning, ballads both listening to and writing, his longbow, maps, ancient history.

Dislikes: Sitting and waiting for long stretches of time, people without self control, also has a strange dislike for physicians 

Backstory: Lockian was born to a wealthy merchant of Stormhaven, that is, until the monster's arrival. After no more ships were entering the harbor any longer Lockian's father had to find a new job. He found one at a distant farm but he overworked himself in attempt to scrape up enough money for his family to have a decent meal that night. The doctor couldn't do anything and his father died that night. His mother sent Lockian off to a distant relative who gave him academic and basic weapons training. Once Lockian got old enough he left and began to make his own in the world.

Other: has a wolfhound named Grettir (not any more)