Sothios
Sothios | |
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Status | |
Race | Elf |
Gender | Male |
Guild | undisclosed |
Instance | Prime |
Sothios d'Noir of Damaris, an Elf.
You have an angular face with elegant arched eyebrows, pointed ears, silver-flecked stormy grey eyes and a classical nose. Your silver-streaked black hair is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate arrangement of narrow braids pulled back and secured by a pair of crossed tomiek daggers. You have tanned skin and a well-defined build.
You are a bit over average height for an Elf.
You appear to be an adult.
You have a set of steel lip rings attached to either side of your mouth, reminiscent of serpentine fangs.
You have a tattoo of a grinning skull with flame-filled eyesockets on your chest.
You are in good shape.
Past History
Sothios' past is seems mysterious and incomplete. No one seems to know where he hails nor his true lineage. He was once solely a locksmith working for a Gor'Tog Warrior Wage named Reorex. He moved on from that when, one day, he had decided he was bored working for the Tog. He packed up his tools and disappeared into the shadows.
Later, it was heard that Sothios had made a rather large purchase, a galleon he named the Damaris' Revenge. Recently, it seems as if Sothios had financial problems. Rumors state that he had a gambling problem, but there hasn't been anyone around to back this up. The only clue is that the Damaris' Revenge seems to be captained by another person.
Current Happenings
Sothios has been spotted in passing all over Elanthia, generally keeping to the shadows. From time to time, he has been seen in local hot spots offering locksmith services and selling lockpicks to amateur locksmiths.
Some have heard unfounded claims from traders accusing him of thievery and loss of their profits.
Home Description
[Sothios's Home] An ivory and platinum rug adorns the polished oak floor of this tiny hovel. An elaborately carved marble fireplace, with a large oil painting depicting a stern-looking Elf sitting in a red velvet chair hanging above it, rests between a golden framed silk canopy bed and a gilded oak heartwood table pushed up against the polished flamewood walls. The room holds a mild scent of cloves. You also see a stained glass Damaris window, a wooden door, a padded velvet armor stand with some stuff on it, an elegantly-carved ash closet with a wood-handled hirdu'lata etched with a faint serpentine design on it, a platinum gilt maple weapon rack with some stuff on it, a gold and crimson velvet chair and a silky black short-haired cat.