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Sir Laryl Hetswick

Played by Fishymatt

Basic Information

  • A wandering knight in search of fun, he tends not to enjoy rules and traditions.

  • Basic Info

    • Name: Sir Laryl Hetswick
    • Gender: Male
    • Played by: Fishymatt
    • Nicknames: Lari,
    • Personality: Outgoing and fun loving, a bit of a trouble maker as he will rarely follow rules set for him
    • Mannerisms: Cracking his knuckles and fiddling with his clothing
    • Likes: Playing the flute, good food and alcohol, partying and new experiences
    • Dislikes: Fighting, people he finds dull, hostility
  • Art by the immaculate @Kotomi657. Thank you very much!

  • Physical Stats

    • Age: 25-45 (Depending on RP)
    • Race: Human
    • Class: Hedge Knight
    • Bodytype: Muscular
    • Height: 6'1"
    • Weight: 202lbs - 91kg
    • Complexion: Weather-beaten face from outdoor living
    • Hair: Dark brown kept short but with a slight natural curl to the front
    • Eyes: Icy Blue
    • Handedness: Right
    • Scars: Several across his torso and one across the knuckles of his left hand

  • Description

    Sir Laryl was made a knight in his youth following in his father's footsteps, but knew the life of a servant wasn't a life he wanted to lead. He set out into the countryside searching for adventure and a good time, living off of the land and the meagre earnings he made performing in taverns and town centres with his old, worn flute. On his back he carries a bedroll and a knapsack containing his few belongings including his trusted musical instrument that he enjoys playing, often to the chagrin of those he has decided to camp with that night. His clothes were once of good quality, but a long time of keeping to the roads and camping outdoors has taken its toll and now they look rather worn and faded, with patches sown over torn holes.

    When not annoying his fellow campmates with his music, Laryl has committed to writing a journal to document his many adventures. While few of his stories are of particular interest or excitement to most, each page holds a special sentimental value to him. They contain everything from contracts he has taken on for a bit of money, tales of hunting expeditions and even poetry written by himself, occasionally inspired by women he has come to adore on his travels. None of these women would have him for too long, however, as he would soon feel compelled back to the road to seek out more of the what the world had to offer. Be it adventures, parties, or just good food and drink Laryl wanted to know about it.