Huebald

Huebald
Status	Active
Race	Halfling
Gender	Male
Guild	Empath
Instance	Prime

Appearance

You are Veri Tervia Huebald, a Halfling. You have a round face, almond-shaped crystal blue eyes and a freckled nose. Your red hair is shoulder length and curly, and is worn loose. You have tanned skin and a lean build. You are a bit over average height for a Halfling. You are a tartsnatcher. You are clean shaven. You are in good shape.

You are wearing a quilted cloth hood, some elaborate ivory hair combs carved into the shape of roses, a gwethdesuan, a light plate mask, a pressed cashmere cloak, a divine charm, a deep violet vela'tohr flower, a sky blue vela'tohr flower, a shiny silver vela'tohr flower, a pure white vela'tohr flower, a sunny yellow vela'tohr flower, a fiery scarlet vela'tohr flower, a bright orange vela'tohr flower, a lever-drawn light crossbow, a leather-gripped yew longbow, a rugged backpack, a full-sleeved linen shirt, a sleek tangerine brigandine hauberk riveted with brass studs, a pastel green faesilk pouch with golden ialalhe fringe, a slender canvas quiver, a metal target shield, a small steel skinning knife with a leather-wrapped hilt, a timeworn prayer bead chain dangling tarnished dira charms, a polished steel parry stick, some metal chain gloves, a pair of copper zills, a suede gem pouch, a mist-grey sanowret crystal set in an enameled wolf, a bronze lockpick ring, a leather sheath, some blue pantaloons and some silvery-white boots.

A Mother's Worry; A Dutiful Son

Born and raised in Arthe Dale to a halfling couple who were, themselves, born and raised in Arthe Dale; Huebald's parents were blessed with just one child and did their best to ensure that his childhood was filled with happiness and love. When he turned 18, he decided that the best way to honour his mother and father would be to take their lessons with him out into the world and he set off first to Crossing where he quickly settled in as a fledgling Empath, eager to learn and more eager still to help and to heal. Before he left the sleepy town for the bigger city, his mother tearfully coerced a fateful promise from her only son: that if he was to become an Adventurer and walk a winding road of peril and calamity, he must first gather fifty favors with whichever Immortal he felt would hold him most dearly lest his feet find their way to the Starry one, instead.

It was a pledge made in good faith and Huebald diligently committed himself to finding favor with Saemaus--the god of Love and Festivities. While Glythtide is the patron of all Dalesians, Hue found that collecting tarts from curious places; festive gatherings of fellow adventurers; and from freshly made acquaintances alike, and offering them to Saemaus to fulfill his promise to his mother filled him with warmth and helped to ease the homesickness he had already begun to feel.

Though he joined the Empath's Guild almost immediately upon arrival, he did not see that as breaking his promise for an Empath's calling is to help and to heal which was exactly what he had set out to do when he left home. And he did well for a few months, staying within a carriage ride of the Crossing and becoming a fearsome slayer of fancifully folded paper creatures as he collected favors with Saemaus. Encouraged by his success and bolstered by the, perhaps unearned, confidence of his superiors within the guild, Huebald set his sights on stronger foes. Too strong by half, it would be quickly proved as he found himself lying in the dirt, thankful that the creatures which had brought him low had seen fit to drag him back down the dark forest path and onto the main road. Though he was quickly collected and restored to life, the shame of his defeat and his broken promise lingered and Huebald silently vowed to double the amount of favours required and to halt his advancement within the guild until such time as he had fulfilled these new terms as penance for his hubris.