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Davin Crux sat upon a stump just a few miles outside of the village, going over his Book of Journeys and adding to the plethora of spells and enchantments which lay within its worn and weathered pages. Davin was a traveller, but he had not always been as such. In his earlier days he had followed in his father's footsteps becoming a Rune Priest, a man of wisdom and guidance within his villiage, much like a local wiseman of sorts. When he came of age, he had set off into the wide old world to prove himself worthy to carry on his father's work.
Davin stood at around near six feet in height and had lavender hair that he wore in a long ponytail. He was rather firmly built and wore a set of traveling robes that seemed just a little too big and adorned himself with runic charms and wards he made by himself on his travels. Around his belt he wore a short sword and a bag of runes that his father had given him before he ventured away from home. He closed his Book of Journeys and strapped it by the binding rope to his belt and lay down on the grass by the stump as he finished the entry. "Four months and still no real adventuring to be had..." sighed Davin as he rested his head on his hands. "It's so boring around here. How am I to prove myself to father if nothing happens? Not even a simple bandit raid!" he complained to himself as the sun caressed him in its warming, afternoon glow.
Davin stood at around near six feet in height and had lavender hair that he wore in a long ponytail. He was rather firmly built and wore a set of traveling robes that seemed just a little too big and adorned himself with runic charms and wards he made by himself on his travels. Around his belt he wore a short sword and a bag of runes that his father had given him before he ventured away from home. He closed his Book of Journeys and strapped it by the binding rope to his belt and lay down on the grass by the stump as he finished the entry. "Four months and still no real adventuring to be had..." sighed Davin as he rested his head on his hands. "It's so boring around here. How am I to prove myself to father if nothing happens? Not even a simple bandit raid!" he complained to himself as the sun caressed him in its warming, afternoon glow.