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  • Not All Who Wander Are Lost

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    Face Claim: Gustaf Skarsgård

    This character just came to me in the middle of the night, begging to created. I am aware that his name is a German flower, that's what he told me his name was. I am also aware that it is spelled incorrectly, this is also how he told me to spell it. Yes, I fully believe that this character was at one point an actual person. Call me crazy, I'm not here to please you so piss off.

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  • Stats

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    Name - Adelvice
    Age - Appears to be 29, stopped aging long ago and has lost count
    Gender - Male
    Race - Human
    Class - Druid Priest
    Alignment - Evil
    Deity - Loki
    Orientation - Straight
    Relationship Status - Well Adelvice was never truly married, at one point in time he thought he had found his True Love
    Body Type - Slender but toned
    Complexion - Slightly Tanned
    Scent - Black Powder, Marijuana, Rain
    Height - 5' 10"
    Weight - 145 pounds
    Hair - Dirty Blonde
    Eyes - Dark Blue
    Scars - Six inch ax blade scar on his right shoulder blade.
    Distinguishing Features - Though not actual tattoos, the black rings around his eyes are permanent staining from years of smudging coal ash.
    Pet(s) - Weath; a large black Timber Wolf Is actually his son

  • Description

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    It is widely believed that the Edelvice flower is one of the hardest to get, growing at the top of a very dangerous mountain. It is because of this, that this Priest has his name, for he was born right next to the wondrous creation. Dark blue eyes pierced into the soul of any one daring to look into them. He was born in a time when you used what you killed, wearing the hide of the animal. The new fashions he found others wearing repulsed him, so he took to making his own clothes. Black dyed cotton pants and a green dyed cotton tunic. The only thing that he had not made himself were his black leather work boots. Around his neck was a small brown leather bag on a thick black leather cord.