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Type: Main Player Character
Character Name: Lain Goldmoth
Age: 19
Race: Breton
Occupation(s): Enchanter, novice alchemist.
Guardian Stone: The Steed
Alignment: True Neutral
Mount: Roca, a grullo mare that (mostly) can't be bothered with life's problems. Takes time to wake up and get rolling, but is steady even in the face of danger. Unless it involves cats (Khajiit not included.)
Physical Attributes: At 5'6'' (1.67m) in height and with a slim figure, Lain is about as unimposing as one could be without being non-existent. Moderately long, blonde hair stretches down to his shoulders. Life on the road has rapidly made him a more toned figure and toned down the androgynous element, but even so he could still be mistaken for a girl if seen without a clear view of his face.
Equipment: Steel Dagger, Shortbow & steel arrows. The dagger is enchanted with freezing properties - the struck limb or other bodypart behaves as though it has been submerged in freezing water.
Spell(s): Candlelight – it wont light more than a meter around him, but Lain can provide a light for a short while without needing to consume a torch. Or risk roasting someone.
Flames – It's not a very big fireball, but it's fire all the same.
Sparks – BZZZZZZZZZZZT!
Backstory: Lain has not had much opportunity to more deeply understand the world or himself until recently. Most of his short life has been spent as effectively a house servant, taking care of the homes of people far above him on the social totem pole to help keep a roof over his family's head. Being a house servant had its perks; Lain passively absorbed a lot of information and was even directly taught things once in a while, most especially by childhood friend Elena, teaching him what it took to become a functional practitioner of enchanting and to a lesser extent alchemy. Ultimately it led him being able to purchase the horse, Roca, from Elena's family and let him set off to find his own way, becoming something of a wandering enchanter while trying to accrue enough coinage to settle down properly.
Personality: Softspoken and gentle, Lain is always ready to help and to make a friend. It is tempered primarily by having a sixth sense about people, though it is not something he consciously understands and his better judgment can be led astray by group consensus. Seemingly at odds with this ability to read people's motives is a tendency to read people's statements at face value out of unawareness of deeper subtexts and meanings. It's not crippling, and he will usually pick up on it if the secondary meaning has to do with emotion, but a would be skooma dealer will be left dismayed trying to sucker in this idiot. While Lain will readily spring to action for others, be it socially or in battle, he has trouble standing up for himself against other people.
Special Powers/Weaknesses: The Steed – Lain can carry half his own weight in stuff without being slowed down. Carrying the mass of a person will take its toll, but he can still cover considerable ground before succumbing.
Dragonskin – In his moments of greatest need, Lain may suffer the blow of the most lethal spells and survive unscathed. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, indeed.
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