I haven't even completed my first play thru with Sevoir (pronounced Sev - whar) Trevellyan the Warrior of Noble birth from Ostwik. He maintained good standing amonst his family despite heavy arguments about his criminal and wrathful nature . Sev speak when spoken to BUT will make an opinion, objection, suggestion, judgement, etc clearly know sometimes harshly. His mind is a "Mad Wanderer bouncing around from one belief, opinion, or perspective to another while his mood is always just above brooding and his sense of humor being indirect. While compnions disapprove of most of his perpectives and opinions and beliefs it is only because he is tough on anyone (tought love). He knows that being a leader requires many many things but because he rarely paid attention to his father and never had a roe model or mentor. He just never felt that way. He always thought people where just themselves, nothing special as he was also just himself and nothing particularly outstanding. His perception of life was summed up in two words "So mundane" but he knew how to entertain others when he felt ike it after a bit of meade or wine (no preference) the mentors and heroes of his world only lived in the characters in the stories he read as a child and, to pass time, even as an adult. But they weren't his mentor or heoes, just stories he appreciated.
Sevoir preferred non fictionand educated himself more than enyone until his days of reckoning to come. Sev would walk the Market and different neighborhoods of his hometown bringing in everything, taking in the mesh of spoken words, haggling, gossip, arguments and rabble of the city and processing quite a bit having learned to focus on whatever sounded interesting or added to the mind he knew could be dangerous if he made it so. If Sev dressed in more than his favorite leathers and put on anything official lookin hed be mistaken for a prowling magistrate auditing he guards and making sure everyone did their duties. Sev liked clothing that fit comfortably and could handle wear and tear plus allowing all the mobility possible. He bought in the lower clas markets because he prrefffered and les noble look although appreciating certain styles like the kinds of outfits one might wear to a ball. Anyways, fashion sense aside, Sev was born with a very keen sense of his environment and those around him while his self awarenesss was merely average. (someday longin to test himself in real battle similar to the ones in stories as plays were hardly enugh to stimulate his craving for adventure. However, deep down, subconsciencly a craving for battlefield glory bordering on bloodlust for each enemy felled was bubbling up) and picked up a lot of knowledge as a Noble by day and nightcrawling, "Steal from criminals and give to himself" kind of outlaw, always searching for something crazy or exciting but not an adrenalin Junkie. Noble life was boring and he was grateful but tired of having to express how gratefull he is when he always showed it and alays paid his dues and respects. If he wasn't atleast morally adept in terms of respecting elders "lest they'd be a son of a ****** with nothing better to do but complain and compare themselves to others and others to everyone in their smug everyday gossip. ANDRASTE's ******, If I wasn't a decent man I'd shove a knife in there throat with every urge I et when I deal with them in my daily obligations"
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