Tidgemo

An Unknown Adrian Peasant sleeps quietly against a tree in the mid day sun.

An unknown Adrian peasant shakes his head at his blighted potato fields.

An unknown Adrian peasant continued swing gently in the breeze from a tree.

An unknown Adrian peasant hangs from a tree.

Username: Tidgemo Persona: Jaspar Doing /vault tells me it’s already been restored but I didn’t recieve any paper notification and recently deleted 2 inactive personas. I’m fearing now that it was restored to one of those, even though they weren’t active.

Jaspar plucked only the finest crystals of pure quarts from his supplies and set the hefty pile aside to enjoy at the event before setting out for the capital to find a laundrette.

An unknown Adrian peasant herded his cattle up the road who happened to trample over someones dropped copy of the herald. He turned off the track toward his fields just in time to avoid the ravenous rabble of Dragon Knights on their way to murder children somewhere, and remained oblivious to the worlds news yet again.

An Adrian peasant pays no heed to the missiv, being far too concerned with his gangrenous trench foot, besides also being illiterate. Across the Duchy, Jaspar LeMon weeps in front of a fire which is fueled by a painting of world peace he’d been working on.

An unknown Adrian peasant, severely malformed from a host of common peasantry diseses, like gout and illiteracy, continues to toil in the muck and **** of his livestock blissfully unaware of the message being spread across the Empire, his humble ears being too humble to hear the woes of greater men. Meanwhile Jaspar LeMon sat in his home, painting his next masterpiece depicting all major figures in the Empire dancing together in a field of flowers, fully confident of the looming world peace on the horizon.

An ale stained menu from the local First Light Tavern is squished under the front door of the keep. On the back is Crann’s application. Name: Crann Saili Race: Adunian Age: 40-50 Discord#: tidgemo#6698

Crann leaves the pissing rain and enters the Old Oaks Tavern in Belvitz, soaked to the bone, and makes his way to the stool beside Maze, where a cooked fish is waiting for him. “Good timing with the fish mate, how’d you know I’d arrive so soon?” Remarks Crann as he starts munching on the fish. Maze goes to correct him but it’s too late and the fish is already half eaten. He slides a sheet of paper over and Crann; “I’ve found some work for us.”, and after reading, Crann cracks a giddy grin across his face and goes to give Maze a pat on the back, and a remark of approval, but is interrupted by the open palm of the owner of the fish he just ate. IGN: Tidgemo Character Name: Crann Saili Race: Adunian Current Nation: Usually a vagabond but frequents a dry spot outside Markev, and the tavern in Belvitz. Personal Goals: Crann paved his way from a young age doing what he knew, which was fighting. He didn’t chose this path but he didn’t mind. He was good and in the right places, it paid well. After a mutiny and some unfortunate events with his old company, he took a break from work, but having recently meet with an old companion Maze Jarrow, he’s back looking for coin with some more savoury types than he’s dealt with in the past, and so he looks to Southgarde. Current Equipment: Crann wears a wool lined leather tunic with linen undershirt, hardened leather pauldrons with diagonal straps across his torso, with an assortment of pockets and pouches, canvas cotton breeches with some leather pads and a nice comfy pair of boots. On longer journeys, he’d bring a wool cloak. He carries several items common amongst Adunian travellers; A small fishing kit with twine and hooks. A traditional Adunian Bowie knife strapped on the back of his belt. Broadsword with a light basket hilt. Small leather strop & whetstone. Flint & steel. Usually some jerky lost somewhere amongst his many pockets.