PLAYED BY: Matthew “Platt” Johnson
CHARACTER NAME: Jaerreth Delles Ollenroc
PRONOUNCED: Yeh-reth
GENDER: Male
PREFERRED PRONOUN(S): He/Him
CLASS: Cleric
AGE: Late 80’s.
RACE: Serous Syndar
HAIR: Blonde/Gray
EYES: Blue
OCCUPATION: Cleric
KNOWN SKILLS: First Aid. Healer. Divine. Meditation.
BIRTHPLACE: Unknown. Jarreth was orphaned at birth and found by clerics of Solar.
APPEARANCE: Prefers to dress in lighter clothes. He is missing an part of his ear and a finger from when he was captured by Ulven bandits.
NOTABLE TRAITS: Optimistic about life despite losing an ear. Enjoys listening to other’s stories. Dislikes violence and would rather help than harm.
RELATIONSHIPS: Before being captured by bandits he was associated with the Guardians of the Wall.
RUMORS: He always tries to be joyous and leave others with either a smile on their face or a groan from a terrible joke.
BIO / BACKGROUND HISTORY: Loud voices and laughter rang out from a small tavern as the cheery crowd sang along with the local bards. Everyone’s face wore a smile and their hands all occupied a drink. And near the bar sat a group of men. Here we find Jaerreth as his mug clinked against his neighbors as they all exclaimed cheers to the man who just finished telling his tale.
“Your story was indeed quite fine to hear! Full of joy and laughter, you have been truly blessed with fortune. Sadly, what can I say about my story that doesn’t sound like so many others already? Life was not easy growing up not knowing who you are or where you came from. The elder Cleric Syndars told me that they found me one day crying in an empty house. They called out to see if anyone was home but got no response. So they agreed to take me back to their temple and raise me.
Long story short, I did my best to follow the ways and teachings, but alas, I did cause an unfortunate amount of chaos for the elders who took care of me. But it wasn’t all bad. Occasionally, we would get a traveler seeking aid. Sometimes this would require our elders to use their healing abilities. I would sit fascinated by how my elders manipulated the mana to close the wounds and calm their weary spirit. I was so enthralled that I, too, wanted to learn how to heal. But the best part was after, when I would get to sit and talk with the traveler and hear all their adventures. I yearned to experience what that traveler had endured. So much so that I soon realized that that was what I craved most, an adventure.
When I was old enough, the elders had finally recognized my need to explore. And so they sent me out to spread the word of Solar and use my healing skills to help those in trouble. Though I gotta admit, I’ve never been very good at teaching others about that awesome entity. Ha ha ha!
Anyways, you can probably figure out the rest from here. Times got tough. The land got dangerous. And then rumors spread of a boat that could take us to safer lands. So I made haste to board that sailing haven and ended up here drinking with you. I never really knew what happened to the elders who raised me or my friends, but what I can do now is the best that they taught me. Now, who’s up for another round, eh?!”
A nearby human tugged on Jaerreth’s shirt and asked to hear another story from the old world.
“What’s that? You want to hear more. Well, the rest isn’t very exciting but I’ll tell you if you can outdrink me. Ha ha ha!”