Duscan
| Age 28 |
| Gender Male |
| Origin Here, There, Everywhere |
| Occupation "Barkeeper" |
"Are those scars, sir?"
"Worse. They're stains."
. . .
Duscan the Bastard, although no one really knows if there is a difference
between if he was a bastard son or a fucking bastard.
After buying his freedom from his indenture to an odious woman,
Dusc set about seeing the world he had dreamed of as a boy.
He had friends before he had been tricked into
service to Lady Arness, had loved the Brotherhood of Bastards they were.
Nowadays, he takes up jobs where he can, saving up coin
before packing up his life that fits in a single pack, and moves on. Hoping one day
he would hear a familiar name.
The marks around his eyes indicate his profession during his indenture,
that of being able to see the past. This ability he tries not to use, hoping it would atrophy.
It hasn't.
Appearance
| Height Lean |
| Build Dark Brown |
| Hair Blue |
| Eyes Blue |
The glaringly obvious marks of ash that stain over his eyelids to beneath his eyes truly sets Duscan apart from the crowd. For those that know of the pigmented stains on beings is a practice of indentures in the South, they try to give a wide berth from Duscan and his weeping marks.
If one could get past the ghastly marks that cannot be removed, one would find a pretty face, or at least that is what he has been told in passing. Without any true distinguishing features, one cannot pinpoint his origins.
During his days of being indentured, Duscan had been his strongest and had the muscles to show, yet with two years of freedom, he is not as burly as he once had been but strives in vain to get back to that shape.
He misses his chiseled abs, for sure.
If one could get past the ghastly marks that cannot be removed, one would find a pretty face, or at least that is what he has been told in passing. Without any true distinguishing features, one cannot pinpoint his origins.
During his days of being indentured, Duscan had been his strongest and had the muscles to show, yet with two years of freedom, he is not as burly as he once had been but strives in vain to get back to that shape.
He misses his chiseled abs, for sure.
Personality
He has his ups and he has his downs, but one thing he maintains is to keep his hands busy. Duscan would rather to work and earn his keep than to laze about and sight see. The social aspect of working is highly intriguing, and if people can get past his marks, then they would be treated to a nice conversation.
Duscan isn't one that likes to talk about the past, not when those visions appear before him like phantoms that haunt a location.
Duscan isn't one that likes to talk about the past, not when those visions appear before him like phantoms that haunt a location.
Skills
Dusc is always keen to learn, especially while on the job. A jack of all trades in a way, he always maintains being a great conversationalist at all times.
With some training in combat, he is a little out of practice now for he isn't enforcing security like he had being indentured, Duscan does like to use the world as his obstacle course to free jump.
With some training in combat, he is a little out of practice now for he isn't enforcing security like he had being indentured, Duscan does like to use the world as his obstacle course to free jump.
Art Credit: jariarambaran