Emon
The half-orc Emon was the ship's bosun on board The Dawnscythe. A legend among the crew - a grizzled veteran with a heart as vast as the open sky. His tusks bore scars from countless battles, and his eyes held the weight of lost friends and distant horizons. Emon had sailed aboard The Dawnscythe for decades, starting as a deckhand and rising through the ranks.
Emon was stern but fair. He believed in discipline, but he also knew the value of camaraderie. His booming voice could silence a mutiny or rally the crew during a storm. His loyalty to Captain Leon Varindra was unwavering, and he often regaled the crew with tales of their shared adventures.
Emon had a peculiar habit—he collected feathers from rare skybirds. Each feather represented a significant moment: a successful negotiation, a daring rescue, or a narrow escape from pirates. His cabin was adorned with these delicate trophies, and he’d tell anyone who asked about the bird that had gifted each one.
Emon’s departure was sudden. One fateful night, during a skirmish with a pirate vessel, he was struck by a bolt of lightning. The crew watched in horror as he plummeted from the rigging, disappearing into the swirling mists below. Some say he merged with the storm itself, becoming a tempest spirit that still guides The Dawnscythe through dangerous skies.
Emon was stern but fair. He believed in discipline, but he also knew the value of camaraderie. His booming voice could silence a mutiny or rally the crew during a storm. His loyalty to Captain Leon Varindra was unwavering, and he often regaled the crew with tales of their shared adventures.
Emon had a peculiar habit—he collected feathers from rare skybirds. Each feather represented a significant moment: a successful negotiation, a daring rescue, or a narrow escape from pirates. His cabin was adorned with these delicate trophies, and he’d tell anyone who asked about the bird that had gifted each one.
Emon’s departure was sudden. One fateful night, during a skirmish with a pirate vessel, he was struck by a bolt of lightning. The crew watched in horror as he plummeted from the rigging, disappearing into the swirling mists below. Some say he merged with the storm itself, becoming a tempest spirit that still guides The Dawnscythe through dangerous skies.
Mental characteristics
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Species
Ethnicity
Date of Birth
21st of Verdanthius, 3101 AS
Date of Death
19th of Aecorian, 3176 AS
Life
3101 AS
3176 AS
75 years old
Circumstances of Death
Killed by a lightning strike during a skirmish with pirates.
Children
Pronouns
He/Him
Sex
Male
Gender
Man
Presentation
Masculine
Eyes
Silver
Hair
Grey
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Green
Height
6'3"
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