Ricros Silverkin

Character Summary

Orphaned by his mother, with no known father, at a young age, Ricros has grown up with varying households and turns to the street often, but is a natural magic user - his understanding is generally limited to "things he thinks about, happen". In living on the streets and such, he's very scrawny and somewhat malnourished, but very active and acrobatic from avoiding the upset food stall person or two as he pinches some dinner. As he got older and come of age, he's amassed his prize possessions, a set of solid but flexible armor and a bow, helping him to do what he does best - hunt animals and somehow find his mark, even when his arrow can't be found near the animal.

Background

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As mentioned above, Ricros is a street rat. As he got into his teenage years, he found he had some skill with a bow, and "found" one at one point, letting him scrape by a living. Ricros is now 18, street smart to the world of Istagat, but enjoying the adventure across the world and actually having possessions for once.

Over the past 5 years, Ricros has slowly noticed actions around him don't seem to be fully "natural"; with increasing frequency, things he wishes would happen, just do, by odd twists of circumstance. Sometimes a sudden frost chills the rabbit he just missed with an arrow, or a bucket he would have sworn was empty half a second ago now is full of potable drinking water. Especially in the time he's now been travelling with acquaintances and fellow jail-breakers, he's been seeing this happen more and more often.