Emyyl Gwynn Donn

D.O.B ┈ 10/31
AGE ┈ 2743
SEX ┈ Male
RACE ┈ Y'noeth
HEIGHT ┈ 6'4"
WEIGHT ┈ 166lbs
VIRTUE ┈ Temperance
JOB ┈
Summoner
Odd Jobs worker; Mage for Hire, Sell sword, Mercenary body guard. He'll do anything for money.
LIKES ┈
Money
His Villiage
Cianan
His Skin
Warmth
Booty
Doge Dogs
HATES ┈
Promise breakers
Xenophobia, especially from fellow Y'noeth
People who w/don't pay full price
Paying full price
Being stolen from
Invasive Questions
APPEARANCE ┈ A dark Y'noeth with many freckles, Emyyl has bright green eyes and ears that are slightly flatter at the ends. Hair dark and curly, he trys to slick it back some, as it enjoys becomeing fringe. His freckles pepper his face and shoulders, as well as chest, and hips.
Though he doesn't have Magii Markings, The beginning have started on covered parts of his body. The body that is slender and thin, with slight bulk of strength from time with a sword. This said, most of his strength is wiry and his body reflexs that,
He wears more on his right arm because that is his main arm and sword arm. Keeping it more covered up by thirker leather. Gloves on each hand are adorned with magic jewels he keeps to "store" magical strength, to further his sword abilities.
His outfit keeps light for quick movement.
When walking past, The man smells like Cherries, Cocoa, and what would be described as wet Chai spice.
PERSONALITY ┈
+ Caring and Protective
+ Hard working
+ Forgiving*
- Secretive
- Blunt
- Greedy/Money horder
HISTORY ┈
Emyyl was born to two y'noeth, One of Dark skin and one of Light. They lived in a small Dark Y'noeth villiage. Luckily for him, The village had a sorcerer that took the boy underwing in his youth, his mother. When he became of age, He was given, by the village for favor, to the god Ievos to be a summoner. During his time, he sat quiet through out the all trails. When he got out and got home, He came back to a more prosperous village but his father was weak and sickly. Despite his efforts with magic, Emyyl's Father waas too weak to provide for the family. Emyyl had to learn to hunt. He took up sword, his fathers, and went hunting with him. Over time, in the years of sword play, Emyyl learned to use both sword and sorcery to his advantage. Once his father was better, He told Emyyl to keep theb lade, and the boy and his Oath left the village. As he left, the boy swore to bring the village and his family more money. He became an anything for hire.

*His Oath's Virtue manifests in a very forgiving nature, And always accepts a yeild, no matter who says it.