Tha hardest choices in this world, are those that force ya ta reconsider yer own soddin' morals. Nobody can force me ta live a life I once led but can not recall. Some folk pity me fer not rememberin' my life, but I -do- remember where my roots stem from. What does it matter if I know it in full or not? What matters is what I do from this day on and it shall not be as some pawn in a play of local power. It shall be in service ta preserve knowledge with those who took me in and nursed me back ta health because they gave a damn about a person
Basic Information
Name: Connor An'Tuirsaech (Formerly, Cormac Rhyssen)
Aliases: Cormac (though he can not recall this)
Gender: Male
Race: Human, Moonshae's
Age: 25
Profession: Sailor, hints suggest he might have been a bosun once. Able soldier.
Faction: Currently in the proces of becoming a sailor for Atria within Candlekeep Faction
Deity: Valkur and Týr
Accent: Connor speaks in a thick accent, Moonshae. (Irish for reference, think, voicewise, Connor Macmanus)
Physical Information
Height: 1m83
Weight: 75 Kilograms
Body build: Tall, lean, lightly toned
Skin type: Smooth
Hair style: Dark brown, kept in a tail.
Eyes: Blue
Skin: Caucasian
Body-markings: Scarred left eye, milk-white glazed orb in socket, faintly one can see the part that once was iris and pupil. Even if the man could be called somewhat handsom in appearance, that ghastly sight can be off-putting for some folk.
Underneath clothing, the young man is riddled with scars on torso, back and arms. Closer inspection might reveal what has been the cause of particular former injuries.
Weaknesses: Can be impulsive on certain matters.
Behaviour/ Presentation
Calm, intelligent and warm. Connor knows to value people and reciporates kindness shown to him in turn. Connor leans to try and do the right thing, but has been distancing himself from local politics on the Coast. Meaning, he listens, learns and stores said knowledge. Being confronted with once being a watchman, Connor pondered what to do. The young man decided his life is his own and he will shape it with what glimpses of his past he has regained and the current cards on the table. As such, he has applied to serve under Captain Atria of Candlekeep.
Connor can not stand injustice and will act when confronted with it, at times, when it concerns clear evil acts or people, he does so with a tendency of ultra-violence that might have people frown.
This might put him in conflicted situations at times.
Gear
Connor keeps a Sabre of exquisite making, a small crosbow with repeating function and a dark hued horn upon his person. His attire is a black, sturdy leather type longcoat, sturdy leather boots and gloves.
Goals:
Return the kindness shown to him by Candlekeep
Apply as sailor with Captain Atria
Study the going-ons of local lands