~Nathicus Flon~

[Icor]

Nathicus Flon is a lone Ranger and Druid of Godendar’s northern forests on the border of Eurothra. Nathicus lives there because he’s a freelancer, or rather an employee of the The Eurothra Checkpoint Committee; the security checkpoint guard pays him to scout the area because they know he’s one of the best rangers about the area. Not only that, but he’s one of the few Rangers who can utilize materials through the help of the Light Moon. Due to his heritage, he was endowed with power from the moons. All of them.

He was born on an arctic island several hundred leagues north of the City of Light. His island sank because of troubled seasons and storms, and was forced to leave his home. Once on the mainland, he made his way south into the city, and there, learned, and invented his way of manipulating the forests of Everhath with the power of Druid Lore, and the combine efforts of the moons in a strive to preserve Nature, as well as destroy it.

After Nathicus’ mother died, he left the north, having never known his father. On his journey, he adopted a young girl in Eurothra, and fathered her for almost 8 years. His connection with her, however led to his undoing. She disappeared while he slept north of Eurothra. He still to the present day doesn’t know why, when, or how exactly she vanished. Her disappearance happened ten years prior to the current time, yet he hasn’t given up every shred of hope. His one goal in life is to find her and protect her. In his quest to do so, he’s made many connections, and gained wisdom about the land aside from his knowledge of ancient language.

[Icor]

Wow, wrote this about two years ago...

with the possibility of the RP going back up, I'll make a couple revisions in a brain-stormy outline style.


Nathicus is usually cynical and pragmatic; he hires himself to outlandish village-type areas that rely on supply groups or druids like him to get them magical supplies or food instead of relying on a farming econemy.

Not ignoring what I posted in the actual RP, he definately has a certain... libido, but tends to shrug it off due to his constant traveling, but he hasn't quite reached the threshold age of wisdom despite being incredibly well gifted with language and foresting.

He never fell in love with a marriage companion, even though he did adopt a daughter whom he loved with all his heart. He spent about five years wasting every single bit of wealth he owned looking for her after she vanished until he nearly starved himself to death, at which point his druid guild begrudingly gave him shelter and got him to snap out of it. Unfortunately, he never fully let the memory of his daughter go, but instead of letting it wear on his physical well being, it gnawed at his mind.

In an attempt to guise his stance of manly man male integrity, he grew to act stern and impatient with clients and fellow druids (which was never frowned upon by the guild, anyway), but hours alone were always moments for him to get soft about things. He never got drunk or anything to "drown his pains away". The evolution of his mourning climaxes with his cold attitude, but happiness could not be too far off ...

Secretly despises the god Nymiane; he doesn't fancy randomness or disorder, and stays out of regions too far from a stable government.

(I'll think of more later.)