- Who Am I...
Vik Khristian…Vik is fine, to heck with the Khristian part
- Romantic Interests
- Relationship Status
You can try it on…one way or another I tend to rub people the wrong way eventually.
- My Story Is...
A stranger to this land, arriving by one of those magical disc teleportation thingies. My home is or was forgettable enough that I have no interest in figuring out how to get back. It was an island nation and on catamarans is where I spent my formative years. I can navigate life on the sea just fine, it’s dry land that gives me issues. I’ve a propensity for taking on the odd jobs, with an emphasis on the odd. I’m human, I can die, and have already on 6 different occasions (that’s another story). I used to think something was keeping me here, spent years searching for truths and answers only to find flagons, taverns, knaves and harlots. I don’t look anymore. I’ve accepted what is and ignored what shall never be.
- My Appearance
Like any human male I suppose. Light brown hair that needs to be cut, emerald green eyes. I’m not too tall or too short, I’ve been told that I’m lean or wiry, whatever that means. I like hoods, and typically wear them up even when indoors. Sometimes I shave three times a week, sometimes one time every three weeks.
Of course if you can see me, you probably don’t need me to go on..
- My Secrets Are...
hidden in a box and were thrown into the sea.
- I Believe...
things just happen with no greater reason or meaning.