Nayr the Mad

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Name: Nayr the Mad

Age: 32
Home Continent:
North East

Age: 32
Gender: Male
Physical: Standing hunched over, Nayr is nearly 5 and a half feet tall. His hair is onyx black with ash grey strands, and rather shaggy, reaching the middle of his neck. His beard is nearly and inch long and sticks an inch off his face, straight and solid onyx black with a rather burnt feel about it. Nays eyes were a deep indigo blue and rather lustrous before, but now they have paled to a much lighter blue, and tend to unnerve the people that stare into their intensity for too long.
Mental: Nayr the Mad is Mad, and very fearless, lacking the ability to control himself from anything he thinks feels or does, he is a danger to many people, as well as himself
Background: Nayr the Timid, born in a hut near the lake of warriors in the north east. His father was a brave warrior who has slain many a beast, and his mother a beautiful lass who could shoot a bow like no other. Nayr the timid, originally Nayr the curious was 16 when the last, and a massive, Bearostrichboar attacked his hut and separated him from his family. Since then Nayr the Timid has had a massive scar running down his left arm, and an extreme fear towards everything! Nayr the Timid specializes in mind tricks, growing trees, sprinting and hiding, and hopes to make an utterly safe forest where he can feel content at all times.

~One unfortunate day~
Nayr the timid was walking through the forest, panicking at every sound that wasn't his own breathing. Even his footsteps. Nayr, being the cautious person he is, was attempting to avoid the commonly tread path, for the purpose of dodging any trouble with bandits, common folk, and anything else that might be traveling down the path. Nayr heard a sound, quickly turned around, and suddenly was on the ground staring into the sky, under a very large tree branch. Nayr's head hurt greatly, and the world was beginning to get very dark.

Nayr awakes, feeling very different. The time is nearing night, and the last lights of the day combined with the tall trees are casting very scary shadows all around Nayr, but instead of feeling fear, Nayr falls into a fit of laughter!

"Bwahahhahaahahaha, *SNORT*, BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!" He shouts, "The wonky people in the night! THEY ARE CALLING ME! THROWING THEIR GIANT SNAIL SELVES EVERYWHERE! Wait! Book shelves! SELVES, and SHELVES!!!"

Nayr, being far different from the timid being he was not five hours ago, seems to be very insane!

"Wholoping gophermans! They whisper loudly quietly! Shhh Shhh world wind!" Nayr says, now quite a bit more softly than before "The Snail selves are warning me of...... The coming of the BADGER MAN! The beautiful BADGERMAN! I MUST FIND HIM! AND WE WILL SEND THE PEOPLE TO THE FUN TIME PLACE IN THE PLACE WITH THE PEOPLE IN THE FUN TIME PLACE! YESSSSSSS!"

Now striding quickly, after ridding himself of the rather large branch, he heads to some distant land..... Who knows what will happen next?

Category(s): Scholar

Class(es): Thief

Current Attribute Total:

Current Attributes:
-Strength: 14
-Dexterity: 18
-Health: 18
-Memory: 26
-Patience: 24
-Endurance: 18
-Craft: 22

Weapon(s): Quarterstaff

Armor: Scholars Robes

Memory Slots Total: 13

Memory Slots Occupied: 1

Skills:

Spells: Lesser Disruption

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Link to Character Creation: https://kings-and-queens-rpg.rpg-board.net/t143-nayr-the-timid