Ro, the Urchin

[DISCOLIQUID 2702]

 

Fortune & Folly - An Arrival to Aevos

 

A scrappy, street-wise Rhenyari bastard. Fortune has not been kind to Ro, and perhaps it never shall be. After being shipwrecked on the shores of Aevos, Ro has clung to desperation more than any culture or creed. Still, some fates do not wash off so easily.

 

Born under the fading sign of Arja, patron of the arcane in the Rhenyari Zodiac, this child is forever marked to upturn rocks, seek their own answers, and chase after curiosity  - for better or worse. To the dismay of their mother, this often dredges the adolescent away from the mundanity of necessary, hard work. 

 

The stench of Ro’s work follows them - the acrid burn of tanning leather. Both Ro and their mother are leatherworkers, cowherds, and farmhands. They find work tending fields, preparing hides or meat, and selling their wares back to swarthy workmen & militias alike. 

 

Kin to a small alleycat, a work-weary mule, and a dairy cow on her last legs - Ro knows more of animals than other people, and tends to distrust those with any clear display of wealth or status. Envy sparks deep frustrations in the eyes of this mud-soaked wanderer. It is clear by their inability to stay still, sit idly, and relax that nowhere has felt like home to young Ro. Not since they fled the forests south of the Holy River Rudr. 

 

You might find the adolescent staring high into the night-time skies, watching for scarlet comets & shooting stars. When the world rests, Ro enjoys the silent beauty of the starry pin-pricks – riots of hue and light that paint the sky with constellations both strange & familiar. They wonder what strange colors might lie beyond the muddy, cramped streets of their tiny world.