Post by odd on Oct 2, 2015 22:52:53 GMT
Name: Odd/The Baker
Age: 347
Species: Troll
Status: Middleclass
Fears: losing his bakery, the sun, being caught as a troll
Personality: a bit abrasive towards other people and with a thing for causing minor mischief, he is generally alone, but happy that way. Trolls tending to be solitary creatures. He adores children and has a thing for royalty, two inherited traits of trolls he can’t help, which is why he stays away from both during his forest roaming during the night. It would be very bad if he was deemed a threat for two instincts he can’t help. Quite gentle and loves his work, Odd is an overall happy fellow who loves whistling and humming. He is very careful to not show his face too often, but let people catch glimpses of the human looking bits just often enough to consider him a recluse.
Background: Like most trolls he was born in the woods and grew up fighting, playing pranks and sleeping in troll mountains. However, it was quite by accident when he first stumbled into a baker’s shop, and fell in love with the art. Promising not to harm the baker’s wares in exchange for an apprenticeship, Odd became a baker and has been roaming from town to town every few years ever since. From time to time faking his death and assuming a different name in order not to make people wonder about the immortal baker who hates sunlight. The proclamation both saddens and worries him, and he has become even more of a recluse in order for people not to turn him in.
Age: 347
Species: Troll
Status: Middleclass
Fears: losing his bakery, the sun, being caught as a troll
Personality: a bit abrasive towards other people and with a thing for causing minor mischief, he is generally alone, but happy that way. Trolls tending to be solitary creatures. He adores children and has a thing for royalty, two inherited traits of trolls he can’t help, which is why he stays away from both during his forest roaming during the night. It would be very bad if he was deemed a threat for two instincts he can’t help. Quite gentle and loves his work, Odd is an overall happy fellow who loves whistling and humming. He is very careful to not show his face too often, but let people catch glimpses of the human looking bits just often enough to consider him a recluse.
Background: Like most trolls he was born in the woods and grew up fighting, playing pranks and sleeping in troll mountains. However, it was quite by accident when he first stumbled into a baker’s shop, and fell in love with the art. Promising not to harm the baker’s wares in exchange for an apprenticeship, Odd became a baker and has been roaming from town to town every few years ever since. From time to time faking his death and assuming a different name in order not to make people wonder about the immortal baker who hates sunlight. The proclamation both saddens and worries him, and he has become even more of a recluse in order for people not to turn him in.