Name: Orn Bharroegan
Clan: Sea Wolf
Gender: Male
Timezone: Oceanic
Looking for: More Roegadyn RP!
Server: Balmung
Does your character fit the 'common' lore of your Roegadyn or are they singular?
The Story Thus Far
'Tis said that a Sea Wolf isn't a Sea Wolf till he's served on a ship -- so sayeth those within Orn's familial circle. He once had a ship; the Eleven Sails, they called it; to which he proudly helmed, along with his five other crew -- a hodgepodge of a collection.
And with it, the crew shipped things far and wide across the eleven (supposedly) seas. They never questioned of its contents, only of its destination and the total fee tied to it. And they made quite a business thanks to that moral ambiguity.Â
Then the Calamity came, and brought with it a wave of troubles. A wave that is still felt throughout this day. As commodities grew scarce and costly, having to tie their stomach just so that the crew could pay for the docking fees seemed unreasonable. With heavy hearts, they striped the ship, then sold its parts away.
As with the death of the ship and once-home, so too, came the death of the crew's spirits. They each went their own path since then, only to meet once a month to regale and sing and dance to their past lives.
A once-captain, free and careless; now anchored as a miner, depraved from the sea. Perhaps one day, he'll have the crew and a ship back. But till that day, he will have to content with digging holes for gil.
What are your RP limits, if any?
As with any stories, there must be a satisfying crescendo, and an equally satisfying ending. I'm open to any avenues.
Clan: Sea Wolf
Gender: Male
Timezone: Oceanic
Looking for: More Roegadyn RP!
Server: Balmung
Does your character fit the 'common' lore of your Roegadyn or are they singular?
The Story Thus Far
'Tis said that a Sea Wolf isn't a Sea Wolf till he's served on a ship -- so sayeth those within Orn's familial circle. He once had a ship; the Eleven Sails, they called it; to which he proudly helmed, along with his five other crew -- a hodgepodge of a collection.
And with it, the crew shipped things far and wide across the eleven (supposedly) seas. They never questioned of its contents, only of its destination and the total fee tied to it. And they made quite a business thanks to that moral ambiguity.Â
Then the Calamity came, and brought with it a wave of troubles. A wave that is still felt throughout this day. As commodities grew scarce and costly, having to tie their stomach just so that the crew could pay for the docking fees seemed unreasonable. With heavy hearts, they striped the ship, then sold its parts away.
As with the death of the ship and once-home, so too, came the death of the crew's spirits. They each went their own path since then, only to meet once a month to regale and sing and dance to their past lives.
A once-captain, free and careless; now anchored as a miner, depraved from the sea. Perhaps one day, he'll have the crew and a ship back. But till that day, he will have to content with digging holes for gil.
What are your RP limits, if any?
As with any stories, there must be a satisfying crescendo, and an equally satisfying ending. I'm open to any avenues.
