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Havel Seyl

A young man doing what must be done to counter act the bandits.

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a character in “The Old Tower”, as played by Ulfunn

Description

Name: Havel Seyl

Age: 24

Gender:Male

Appearance:He is a normal looking young man fairly handsome but nothing outstanding, he stand strong and tall around 6'4", he has a goatee and is shaved on his head. His eyes are of a sharp grey color that stands out and even shines during conversations.

Clothing: He wears normal clothing for his village. Which is hard leather boots of either black or brown in his case his boots are a dust covered brown, loose fitting pants that provide free movement the color of his being a forest green color. As a shirt he wears a forest green shirt with a leather vest. The vest has two pockets that are rather deep and one pocket on the inside of his shirt which he keeps the things that he doesn't want to lose. He is only dressed differntly cause of his hunter armor which consists of a main arm pauldron which is made out of leather and a leather wrist guard.

Likes:The forest, silence, fishing, camping, hunting, metal, tracking, eating his own catch, being self efficient, and social drinking and smoking.

Dislikes:Snakes, bandits, loud and sudden noise, feeling helpless, not doing thing for himself, and people who over indulge.

Skills:Hunting,Tracking, unarmed combat, fetching, wood working, smithing, cooking, fishing, archery, butchering/skinning, basic medicine, reading and writing, and speaking major trading languages.

Magic emphasis: Enchanting/Rune and Summoning

Channeling item:(When he does start magic) Runes that he traces into object, and (It will start off small and grow has he become more skilled) his full arm gauntlets which are traces with a string of enchantments and runes that amplify magic of his choosing at the cost of his own energy.

Personality:From spending some time with him he is very easy to get along with yet he does sometimes seem very off. As in one moment he seems very invested into socializing and then he will seem like he is not even there. He does have a dark side like anyone else but he tries to keep that to himself he doesn't like burdening others with himself and he makes a promise he will do his best to do it.

Background:Born in a town not in the one he was currently in he was raised with his parents till he was around eight which was when his parents sent him to live and help his grandfather who was a towns hermit/medicine man. Havel was raised well by his grandfather who taught him the basics of herbalism and healing and the rest of the town taught him the rest of his skills to help him care for his grandfather. By helping his grandfather he became very discipline and not much like others his age. His grandfather took notice of this and raised Havel as if he was already an adult and allowed him to do whatever he wanted to do as long as he took acre of his responsibility first. When Havel turned sixteen his grandfather passed on naturally and that left Havel by himself because he never bother keeping contact with his parent and they never tried contacting him. After his grandfather died he became not only the healer but also a trader selling most things people have stopped venturing in the forest for in fear of the bandits. Now he is a natural selection o go to the tower to find the amulet because of his willingness to go into where most don't dare venture.

Apprentice

So begins...

Havel Seyl's Story

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Character Portrait: Morris Cryptender Character Portrait: Erik Sontaur Character Portrait: Havel Seyl
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Morris

He trudged up the hill side path, the old dilapidated trail somewhat soft beneath his heavy boots. Young morris hiked around the back of the chosen group that was sent to seek the amulet of protection which was rumored to be the salvation their village was so desperately in need of. He knew little of the item they sought nor of the tower they were to retrieve it from. If he were to speak aloud his honest opinion regarding their quest he'd say they were essentially being used as fodder with the faint hope that one of them would survive long enough to scrawl a warning for the others to come in his own blood on the wall.

But he didn't. He kept quiet and solemnly marched on. It only made sense to send the person nobody cared about on a mission of unforetold danger such as this. He was none too familiar with the others however. What motivated them to send these people along with? He thought as he looked across the backs of those ahead of him, ponderous queries remaining unspoken.


The thick fog hanging over the grassy hill during this hour of twilight didn't help either. He struggled to keep upon the footpath to the tower ahead. They had been walking a long while, long enough for him to wonder if they hadn't made a wrong turn somewhere. In the form of a looming shadow slowly revealing itself through the oppressive fog the tower came into view. The destination was in sight, signifying an end to this trek through the grassy moor beyond the village.

They approached the rather tall structure which stood impressively overhead. He was forced to crane his neck back in order to even see the top. An old door hanging upon rusty hinges barred their entry.

Morris looked to the others. He wasn't keen on taking the initiative so he waited to see if anyone else was going to act upon this first obstacle before them.

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Havel

Walking silently with the other two young men he silently read them up seeing why they would even come on a mission such as this where the chance of death was high. He looked at the one who basically took the front of the group and guessed he was a farmer with visions of heroics or maybe of just battle. It was easy to see why this rather strong looking young man would come on a dangerous but possibly successful mission like this in order to fight back against the bandits. However the other one who followed the group from the back he looked as if he was one of the dead underfed and little sleep. If he would have guessed Havel would have said that this other young male was forcefully volunteered to go and really didn't want to go. Just by looking at the both of them he would have guessed that he was the oldest not that it even matters Havel didn't want to be any sort of leader he just want's to find this amulet and take care of the bandits so his village will continue in peace.

Before he knew it they came across the door the hinges look rusty and the door itself looked heavy. Too heavy to be pulled or pushed by any of them combined. Looking around Havel wondered how old the hinges were and started to inspect the hinges after scraping the hinges a little he found that the hinges were incredibly old and would be easy to break. Picking out a hammer and chisel from one of the bags he took with him for a "just in case of anything" he placed and smacked the chisel on the hinges in one or two solid smacks each hinged broke off after finishing Havel looked at the young man with the sword and bowed in the direction of the door and with a smile said "If you would do the honors."