06-12-2017, 10:45 PM
Name: Kaenas
Appearance: Short in stature and slender in physique, Kaenas sports a shade of dark curly red hair, complemented with bright green eyes and light freckles over his nose and on his cheeks.
Character: Kaenas works as a young architect in training for the local township, always with his mentor as he learns his craft. He's a little feisty when things don't go his way but he's otherwise pretty mild mannered. He enjoys going out and having a large circle of friends, he isn't one to stay home by himself all day. He isn't as spiritual as most of the town, he doesn't believe in the Gods really, but he doesn't make that fact known. He pretends to revere them to keep up a good reputation.
Kaenas and his mentor had. Even forced to cease their latest project because of the impending storms. They'd covered what they already had built, hoping it would be saved from the downpour, and returned home for the day. Honestly, Kaenas was a little annoyed. They were supposed to have this project done today... and that meant they would've received their pay today as well. He wasn't starving or anything, but some extra money never hurt, and Kaenas was looking to splurge on some new tools back home that he'd been dying to get. Hauling his satchel of current rusted tools over his shoulder, Kaenas trudged the path home with a grouchy expression painted across his features. Another night of stale soup awaited him at home again.
He'd been so caught up in his thoughts that he'd barely noticed the man rushing towards him, only pulled from his wandering mind when he abruptly ran into him. "Oh, Gods," he cursed bitterly, regaining his balance and turning to narrow his eyes at the man. "Where are you running to?" he criticized harshly. "Slow down maybe."
Appearance: Short in stature and slender in physique, Kaenas sports a shade of dark curly red hair, complemented with bright green eyes and light freckles over his nose and on his cheeks.
Character: Kaenas works as a young architect in training for the local township, always with his mentor as he learns his craft. He's a little feisty when things don't go his way but he's otherwise pretty mild mannered. He enjoys going out and having a large circle of friends, he isn't one to stay home by himself all day. He isn't as spiritual as most of the town, he doesn't believe in the Gods really, but he doesn't make that fact known. He pretends to revere them to keep up a good reputation.
Kaenas and his mentor had. Even forced to cease their latest project because of the impending storms. They'd covered what they already had built, hoping it would be saved from the downpour, and returned home for the day. Honestly, Kaenas was a little annoyed. They were supposed to have this project done today... and that meant they would've received their pay today as well. He wasn't starving or anything, but some extra money never hurt, and Kaenas was looking to splurge on some new tools back home that he'd been dying to get. Hauling his satchel of current rusted tools over his shoulder, Kaenas trudged the path home with a grouchy expression painted across his features. Another night of stale soup awaited him at home again.
He'd been so caught up in his thoughts that he'd barely noticed the man rushing towards him, only pulled from his wandering mind when he abruptly ran into him. "Oh, Gods," he cursed bitterly, regaining his balance and turning to narrow his eyes at the man. "Where are you running to?" he criticized harshly. "Slow down maybe."
