CHARACTER NAME: Fynch
GENDER: Male
PRONOUN(S): doesn’t matter to him how they are addressed
CLASS: Mage
AGE: 29
RACE: Syndar
HAIR: Dark black in color
EYES: Green
OCCUPATION: Arcane researcher
KNOWN SKILLS: Really enjoys learning (not really a skill but he enjoys it)
APPEARANCE: Relatively short and frail
NOTABLE TRAITS: Wears red face paint over his eyes
BIO / BACKGROUND HISTORY: I was young when I left Faedrun, 7 I think. I don’t remember much of the early years of my life. I was taught and got a good education. My name was Lumirian back then, I was born of silver skin to two Io’Larian who can only be described as birth givers. I never knew them. I knew of them as it was knowledge and all knowledge is my birthright.
Growing up when you’re told you’ll be great but taught to look down on those who look up to you, it doesn’t make you feel like a leader. But I never wanted to lead, I only ever cared about learning. In my education I had one professor by the name of Gerthyrd. He was wise, more wise than any I have ever met. He instilled values in me, “always ask questions, and if you don’t like the answer then change it” he would tell me. The “Enlightened” had a thing for rules and schedule but Gerthyrd would never nag me about such things, besides who has time for sleep or speechcraft when there is a world of mysteries to be explored.
Gerthyrd was my teacher for many years, He taught me over on Faedrun and chose to accompany me over to this strange new world. He always said it was because “ I can’t leave my favorite brightest pupil” But I think he wasn’t asked to come anyway, as one of the “Enlightens” best scholars. There were few other Syndar who could match Gerthyrds drive and nack for finding answers in the most unlikely places. A fine example was the time he (quite by accident) discovered that the short legged Borgus moth were in fact parasitic and laid their eggs inside the shell of red crested snail, which when hatched would proceed to eat the snail. Something never before documented. I digress, Gerthyrd was my mentor for as long as I can remember and I wouldn’t be where I am today without him.
At around the age of 18 Gerthyrd and I were traveling the continent researching our findings. Learning ways of Ulven, the soil properties of the outlands, how much venom a pignose worfbat could produce. It was during these travels we ran into another small group of Syndar. A disagreement in research and findings led into a rather nasty fight. Gerthyrd was killed and I barely managed to escape.
As I aged I changed my name and spent several years traveling the continent learning the ways of all the people. The ways the Ulvan interacted, the breeding habits of the local fish, what plants were familiar from the old world. I learned and journaled all of my findings. I wasn’t always accepted by the locals, in fact more often than not I was turned away. But in time I learned. I still continue to learn.