Blackheart
Physical Description
A lean figure, Jorlyn attributes his toned physique to his vigorous travels. At just six feet tall, this young man carries a mysterious presence; his eyes a steel-grey, pale orbs peering through thick, curly bangs. Complimenting his unkempt mane of dark locks, is a rugged mass of facial hair ranging from a full on beard, to a close stubble. Sun-weathered skin, he adorns a few notable injuries obtained from his past journeys: an old, but blatant vertical wound splitting the left side of his mouth, two missing fingers on the end of his right hand, and a nose that had been broken and healed just a bit improperly. Generally a quiet character, Jorlyn speaks with placid purpose -- his voice low and scratchy from lack of speech, yet articulate and understandable.
Personality
While wearing a serious expression for the majority of the time, Jorlyn's expressions are really displayed with his eyes. They shine joyously when by a warm fire with good company and better mead. They gleam in ecstasy when listening to a fine tune or melodious song. His eyes darken, however, when he feels threatened -- his typical adversaries being a band of Hilltribe Kobolds or a highwayman, or even the occasional troll under a bridge. Accustomed to the road and the challenges that come with being a nomadic drifter, Jorlyn tries to choose his battles and only fights the ones he feels he has to. Not knowing trust nor loyalty, he is reserved, tending to listen and gather information as opposed to being the one obliviously giving it away.
Equipment
Equipped with a shortbow and a longsword, Jorlyn is adept in both ranged and melee combat. Even unarmed, he poses an impressive threat -- an unorthodox fighting method, he moves with unpredictable finesse. Clad in sturdy, worn leather, he has several pouches and pockets of varying sizes; a short dagger sheathed in his boot, and a dark grey linen cloak are also noted upon his inspection. Having hunted his food for most of his life, Jorlyn is able to move with minimal noise, balancing all of his weight in the ends of his feet as he creeps in the sidelines, unseen. On the road, he carries all of his supplies upon his back; he has materials for a tent, rock climbing gear, miscellaneous containers, and always a first aid kit.
Background
Hailing from a small coastal town in the northeastern edge of the continent, Jorlyn has seen many places and endured many circumstances. While he does have kin that still live, little is known about them as he rarely speaks of his roots. Though just a drifter with much history left to the imagination of a common stranger, he does in fact have intentions that have led him to the new settlement of Amberwood. Only the events forthcoming in the near future will reveal his true motives.