VolSa: Eril.

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Name: Eril

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Species: Leviathan

Job: Scholar (Folklorist)

Talents: Story-telling -- This is his main occupation. He travels around Voleros and collects stories from different people and history he hears as he goes. He loves any kind of mythology or story (fiction or not).

Dance -- While he tells his stories for his job, Eril likes to partake in any kind of customs, dance, or song he comes by. Of the three, Dance is a favorite of his: he's not a very good singer, or dancer, but he enjoys the both immensely.

Being Merry (in general) -- Eril is a unique kind of person who sees the best in everyone and whole-heartedly believes that if he can make the world happier little by little with his stories, then perhaps everyone may someday get along.

Personality: Eril is an almost insufferably optimistic person, and is quick to trust people. He likes to think everyone is a good person to a certain extent, and likes the idea of an ultimately calm and peaceful world. If you were to do anything, anything at all, to break his trust for you, he's be nothing but a prissy little brat to you: the first time, he'll trust unquestioningly, but the second something goes wrong it's almost impossible to get him back on your side.

His greatest pleasure is in learning and reading, and then relaying his tales to crowds in town squares or to weary travelers on the road. He's also a hefty drinker, for some reason able to outlast even the burliest of men in contests. Eril has a great affection for children, because he identifies with them the most, so teaching them gives him even more hope for the world. Though Voleros is a very peaceful society, not everyone can get along and while he realizes that, as his companion, the parrot Mazer, points out all the time, a perfectly nonviolent world is simply impossible, it's a pipe dram he holds on to strongly.

He has an aversion to the cold waters of Lumeria, so he doesn't travel there very often. He does, however, spend a lot of time in and around the Firefly Woods, and his 'house' (more like a shack) is on Sunset Rock. The Alave Forest and Twuna Glade interest him, but he is too far from a large source of water to spend a lot of time there. He is extremely intelligent, which he very rarely regards himself; this could possibly be attributed to all the time he spent in the library with his mother.

He liked to learn of history and of the plants and animals around him, but the former is the one he chose to build his life around. Eril is a curious soul and constantly gets himself into tight spots because of it. It's times like those he's grateful for his father's hand-to-hand training.

Eril treats everyone the same until given a reason to condescend. He doesn't particularly believe in revering any one person above others, so regardless if you're above him in the social hierarchy, he's going to treat you like he treats everyone else.

History: His father met his mother when they were children and both spent a lot of time in the Sunset Meadows and the river that runs through it. They grew up, and got married; it's a very normal, very docile story. Eril thinks it's nice, but not really deserving of a long explanation.

Eril's father was a Leviathan soldier and urged his son to follow in his footsteps, but Eril inherited the calm and happy personality of his Hippocampus mother. When he was young, he wanted to please his father above all else and trained with him in an effort to please him. Alas, Eril is a pacifistic soul and never really put his heart into it when he was mock-fighting the other boys for fun. This resulted in the other boys teasing him for being a wuss and an accidental ripping of his right ear and the end of his tail fins in the middle of a fight that easily could have been avoided.

He's not bitter, but he does wish he could swim better; though he is grateful for it in another way, in that his legs became stronger from the lack of a superior tail fin which made dancing an open path for him. Eril spent most of his time through adolescence in the town library with his mother, having given up hope of ever truly appeasing his father. Through his mother, he learned about different crafts and ignited in him a desire to go to the different countries in Voleros he read about day in and out. With both the components [being a reader and a wont for travel], his path was set and he was determined to be a folklorist.

Additional Info: Mazer, his companion parrot, is very wise and very, very, critical. He seems to keep Eril's feet on the ground in his own quirky little way, even if it isn't intentional. He has issues holding his tongue and he has an extreme tact deficiency. Somehow, he can only be taught degrading phrases and will squawk them at inappropriate times. Jezebel ([link]), one of Eril's friends, takes great humor in this quality and takes every chance she gets in giving him new things to say. He met Eril on one of his trips into Elavernis, and became attached to the strange man.

For whatever reason, Eril doesn't have many human attachments that are permanent. This is probably because of his travelling, but also because most people can't stand that much optimism at once. Mostly his 'friends' are merchants and other travelers, or people who live in the areas he frequents.

He doesn't have any siblings but the children that live in Alora generally know him and they like him; he treats them all like his family.

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In the image, I intended Eril to be talking to Mazer, but due to time constraints and lack of talent I opted to leave him out.

The headshot and accessories panels on the app are supposed to look like they were quick sketches Eril made himself, same for the writing. I'm not sure if I pulled it off or just made me look lazy....

Sorry if my bio is really wordy or whatnot, but I tend to write that way. My apologies. :C Also... because I only discovered this club (via ~TechnicolorChapstick) about three days ago, the art definitely could be better. But if I don't make this opening, oh well, tomorrow's another day. If I don't make it, I'll probably go back and draw another, better one, or if this one... but.. mhr. At least I got it done.

_{Now I get to go back to Chemistry homework. Woo-hoo.}

For the #Voleros-Saga RP.

Here's hoping this will mark the end of my ridiculous haitus...