Mycah O'Moore

Mycah O'Moore

Biographical information
The Elbion Valley 21 years of age. A small farm to the East of Elbion
Physical description
Human Male 6'2'' Slim build, but fairly athletic Dark Brown Olive Green Tanned, usually with freckles
Political information
Elbion's criminal underbelly Poacher, Pathfinder
Out-of-character information
Mother Nathaira 17th of November 2019 https://www.deviantart.com/dreamerwhit/art/Faerrin-739397239

Overview

A lanky youth that had been his family's only breadwinner for the most of his life, poaching animals from the surrounding lands to provide for his sickly mother and little brother. After a favor for the Thieves' Guild had gone awry, he was forced to leave them behind in order to lay low until his crimes might be lost in the sea of bureaucracy that the Council deals with on a daily basis.

He now finds himself searching the surrounding lands with his faithful hound, Vex, scrounging whatever money he can to send home.

Appearance

Mycah is the spitting image of a farm-boy. Tall and slender as a birch tree, with freckled, boyish features that afford him an aura of innocence. His eyes tell a different tale, however. Furtive, olive hues are always alert, scanning his surroundings as though expecting each shadow to hide an adversary. The smile upon his lips hides uncertainty, and the axe on his hip is well-sharpened. Those with a particularly keen eye might even notice a knife hidden in his boot.

Skills and Abilities

Though he may be illiterate and uneducated, Mycah is far from a fool. A life in the wilds and on the fringes of certain criminal elements has taught him to navigate forests and cityscapes both. His talent with bow and arrow is undeniable, his skill with navigating and surviving the boughs of forests and mountains considerable. His bloodhound is well-trained, capable of tracking man and beast alike.

Personality

Though a branded criminal, Mycah is but a victim of circumstance. A kind spirit first and foremost, with unbound enthusiasm for the outside world of which he knows so very little. He is just as loyal as the hound that trots at his side, and willing to bear his burdens with jest and smile on his lips.

Biography

Work in Progress.

Companions

[Vex, the Bloodhound]
A scruffy mutt vaguely resembling a wolfhound with a brown coat. He must surely have seen his fair share of scuffles, for one of his ears is missing, and when running through his fur one is bound to come across remnants of various scars. The dog is around six years old and bears a striking bond with Mycah, who has trained him from a fairly young age.

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