Owain Llywelyn
If you never listen, you'll never hear. This applies to words, to music and to spirits. But not to axes. They don't care if you listen or not.
Social Rank: 8
Concept: Shamanic Soldier
Fealty:
Grayson
Family:
Llywelyn
Gender: male
Marital Status: single
Age: 21
Birthday: 4/30
Religion: Shamanism
Vocation: Soldier
Height: average height
Hair Color: dark brown
Eye Color: green
Skintone: tanned
Description: Tall and lean, Owain's all wiry strength and speed, his movements graceful and precise. Dark brown hair is thick, a bit long, hanging down over his forehead and ending just above a pair of green eyes. A carefully trimmed mustache probably adds a year or so to estimates of his age as does a thin, neat beard tracing out his jawline from ear to ear. He's quick to smile or laugh and is usually found doing so. Tanned, slightly weathered, he likely spend much of his time out of doors.
Personality: Whether it's fighting, drinking, or performing, Owain's a man who enjoys life. Sure, life isn't all sunshine and roses. Maybe things can look a bit dire at times. But that's when you have to work even harder to have a good time and not let it get to you. But if you can't quite manage that, hit something with your axe. Because sometimes life is shadow and weeds which need to be pulled before you can lie on the grass again.
Background: The Llywelyn family are commoners with a long line of expertise out in the wilderness. Ioan, Owain's father, did his best to teach his children how to survive in the forest. As they got older, they'd help Ioan with the hunting, bringing food to the table and silver to their purses by selling the pelts. They'd also do the occasional job for the Leary family, the nobles Ioan acted as scout and woodsman for. When they weren't being taught by their father, they were being schooled by their mother. Astrid Llywelyn was the daughter of a Redrain bard. Her mother traveled much of Arvum but decided to settle in Grayson when she fell in love with an Ashford retainer. She passed on her skills and knowledge to her daughter who, in turn, taught the children she had with Ioan Llywelyn after they married.
Owain was always a little different from his siblings. He seemed to be aware of things that others weren't, was better at entertaining himself than they were, and would sometimes wander out into the woods to bring back an injured animal to take care of. If something unusual happened, it was often Owain who was right there. It was his mother who put the pieces together, based on what her mother had told her about the north. Over the years, he learned to deal with the unusual on his own and incorporated it into his life. In truth, it bothered him a lot less than it did others. Once he was old enough and had saved up enough silver, he traveled north to learn more about his family there and the beliefs common to the area.
Now, years later, he's returned home and taken a position within the Leary House.
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