Burrol
Burrol
Growing up in Aremore, Burrol was taught the ways of the land. While he did help in tending to the crops, his interests were in potions and potion making. In these younger years he would try and make all sorts of potions, using his imagination as a guide. Most potions made by him were, unsurprisingly, useless. This did not stop him from his pursuit of potions, which improved greatly as he got older. At roughly 14, he tried his best to help with the large amounts of wounded immigrants coming in during the end slaughter, to little success with what little talent he had at the time. After this, he put all his extra time, energy, an resources into making good potions. He would later take part in the rebellions that took place after the slaughter. The Rebellion didn't last long, however, as it was stuck down by the Falstead soldiers. During the torching of Aremore, Burrol fled. and during this flee for his life, he caught a fungal infection from the surrounding mushrooms. This was no regular infection, however, this infection only took a few minutes to take place. He felt an overwhelming pain as the infection rapidly spread throughout his body. he could feel his mind being split into three as the infection had taken its toll.
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Lanky
Body Features
His feet are just super condensed mycelium/hyphae
Facial Features
scar over left eye
Apparel & Accessories
something similar to a red hooded trench coat with white splotches and gold trim and tattered brown baggy pants
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Growing up in Aremore, Burrol was taught the ways of the land. While he did help in tending to the crops, his interests were in potions and potion making. In these younger years he would try and make all sorts of potions, using his imagination as a guide. Most potions made by him were, unsurprisingly, useless. This did not stop him from his pursuit of potions, which improved greatly as he got older. At roughly 14, he tried his best to help with the large amounts of wounded immigrants coming in during the end slaughter, to little success with what little talent he had at the time. After this, he put all his extra time, energy, an resources into making good potions. He would later take part in the rebellions that took place after the slaughter. The Rebellion didn't last long, however, as it was stuck down by the Falstead soldiers. During the torching of Aremore, Burrol fled. During this flee for his life, he would catch a fungal infection from the surrounding mushrooms. This was no regular infection, however, this infection only took a few minutes to take place. He felt an overwhelming pain as the infection rapidly spread throughout his body. he could feel his mind being split into three as the infection had taken its toll.
Gender Identity
Male
Sexuality
Asexual
Education
taught himself through trial and error
Employment
a farmhand, a potion maker, an impromptu healer in Aremore during the end slaughter
Mental Trauma
seeing your hometown burn down doesn't exactly easy on the mind(s).
A truffle that wandered into Virkhagen looking for shelter
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Birthplace
Aremore
Children
Current Residence
Burrol's Potions and Stews
Gender
Male
Eyes
Green
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Beige
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Curiosity
About a week
The Journal Entry’s title
Begin writing your story here...
The Search for a Ranger
Feb. 28, 2023
We came up with this brilliant idea, Why don't we give out business cards to people in the major cities aside from Virkhagen.
The First stop was Aremore, good(?) old Aremore. Once we arrived there and dropped off a few cards, we came across some people looking for a friend by the name of Ranger. Strange Name. Anyway, after a couple minutes of searching, someone found them. Apparently they were out mining and not actually missing.
After That whole ordeal, we said our farewells and headed towards Ephyrea. sadly, nothing of note happened there
The Festival...
Feb. 25, 2023
In the end, we decided to attend the festival. It was really great, met a few new faces, talked to some people who we recognized, even had this little bee child that started following me and started calling me their 'Father'; why? We don't know. However, during the ceremony, we got confirmation that the queen of Virkhagen is dead. By who or what, we don't know, but she is dead.
Stall
Feb. 22, 2023
After some discussion between ourselves and the city, we've set up a stall in the trading center, but to be honest, We seemed to be the only one with a Stall here. Where is everyone's stall?
Shop
Jan. 28, 2023
We are finally done setting up a potion shop in our house to get some currency to survive
Home
Jan. 14, 2023
We found a new home in a City named Virkhagen.
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