PLAYED BY: Tyler Dubey
CHARACTER NAME: Amrod
GENDER: Male
PREFFERED PRONOUN(S): He/Him
CLASS: Mage
AGE: 97
RACE: Syndar (Io’Larian, Shattered Tribes)
HAIR: Brown or none
EYES: Hazel
OCCUPATION: Retired Soldier of Lairthuduil, Now Farmer
BIRTHPLACE: Southern Border of Lairthuduil
APPEARANCE: Wears simple clothes, has a pack and a large wrapped bundle on his back if traveling.
NOTABLE TRAITS: Beard, tired eyes, Scars across face, , gold and black lines
RUMORS: Served many years in the Grand Alliance, was on one of the few ships from Tielorrien. Prefers to be alone, does NOT like fighting if it can be avoided. Seems to be trying to atone for the sins of the past or move past the horrors of war.
BIO / BACKGROUND HISTORY: Amrod’s first memories are that of the peaceful lands of Lairthuduil, learning to farm from his parents in the small remote commune of the Goldenshade Tribe of Io’Larian’s. While the lowest in the caste at the time, their commune was known for their herbs and spices that they grew along the forest and mountain edges.
However, that life came to an end once the undead that invaded Richtcrag began to travel north through the pass. The Penitent began to push into the Kingdom of Lairthuduil with the undead by the time Amrod was just a young man, and decimated his tribe. Fleeing with the few members of his commune to Tielorrien, Amrod made a choice to be a foot soldier for what would eventually become the Grand Alliance.
The memories blur or become repressed. Bloody shield lines filled with the screams of the dying as friends and allies are torn apart by undead. The smell of decay and sick back at the camp as wounds infected with magical disease flood the air. Food with very little flavor, or just broth to keep them alive. This portion of Amrod’s life was an utter nightmare, much of which he wishes he could forget.
When news of a ship was sailing towards a new land and some rumored colonies that were set up by New Aldoria, Amrod has survived countless battles by luck, skill, and endurance. The small fleeting glimmer of hope in his almost emotionless soul sparked, and requested to be assigned to protect the Syndar that were to set sail. It took a few months of deliberation, however, they agreed that Amrod had served his fair share for the Grand Alliance, and allowed him to be discharged and go to Mardrun.
Once on the soil of Mardrun, Amrod was faced with another war. Taking up his glaive and armor, he went to battle against the Ulven. Thankfully the war ended quickly, but only for a brief moment till the Ulven Civil War came into action. Those that knew him back while he served the Grand Alliance, asked him to serve one last time. He said he would, however, require from them a small farm of his own, away from the rest of the people, and to never be asked to serve again once the war was done. The small group of Syndar Representatives from Newhope agreed, and facing the horrors of war again, donned his armor and glaive.
The Civil War finally ended at the Battle of Pyre Hills, and with it his volunteer service to Newhope. Before snow even hit the ground, Amrod demanded the representatives make true their promise. By the next spring, Amrod had a small cottage and small farm at the very edge of the colonies. Near a known commune of other Shatter Tribes members, it is here where Amrod now resides, and rests his weary battered soul. He travels in his off time, finding work with the soil and land as his ancestors did. However, memories seldom fade, and old habits die hard.