#odesyn

Odesyn would wish to know where any survivors from his backstory are. T o be quick he tried to save a ship and its crew but his goddess called down a storm that wrecked everything. Odesyn thinks hes the only to have make it out and his goddess hasn’t been keen on details of other survivors.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q4HAzhBsseU

I chose this for two reasons. One is that Odesyns goddess is one of a primordial force, the sea and storm. Two is I’ve always imagined dragons as being extensions of nature’s raw power. Not only can they manifest elements in a single breath. But they’re the epitome of strength and dominion, capable of ruling earth and sky.

17. What was a your character’s favorite toy as a child?

When he was 7 his parents gave him an old, battered spyglass. It was made of bronze and the glass was scratched to high hell but Odesyn loved the thing. He would spend afternoons watching ships sail off into the distance or evenings getting close ups on constellations. Occasionally he would draw up his own, crude star maps. It still in his folk’s shop back at Tadryv. Locked in a trunk with a bunch of other old momentos.

34. Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method? 

Odesyn was also walking through town, taking in the sights for the first time since joining the Collective. The work they gave him kept him on the move and he had very little down time in the last few weeks. But today was special and he took off for some much needed down time. He was watching the clouds move across the sky, lost in how they stretched and tore with the wind, when he bumped into a meaty wall of person.

That snapped him out of his trance and he cursed himself for getting so distracted “You’re fine! It’s what I get for cloud gazing in the middle of the road” Odesyn accepted the man’s help getting back up before taking in the man’s appearance. Photon really stood out among the townsfolk, not because of his height though. The man was glowing like a candle surrounded by mirrors.

“Well you’re certainly.. shiny.” Odesyn said with a smile. He dusted himself off then stuck his hand out for a appropriate greeting. “Odesyn Varryn, adventurer and oblivious wanderer at your service”