Alric Wilmot
From Mizahar Lore
| Race | Human | ||||||||||||
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| Date of birth | 492 AV (aged 31) | ||||||||||||
| Place of birth | Alvadas | ||||||||||||
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Alric has always studied truth, and is very determined to know it. His obsession with truth, somehow, also extended to illusion. Alric ponders illusion, as he finds it an interpretation of reality. He does not see an Illusion as a lie, or falsehood. Instead he believes it is simply a realized hyperbole or metaphor. He sees illusions as a way that others force a different interpretation of the world on another. Truth and reality are the same; truth is reality. Truth, and in turn reality, are objective, and cannot be altered by a whim. And while some may see illusion as doing this very thing, Alric sees Illusion as but the same reality, presented differently.
Physical Description
Alric is a handsome man, with dark chestnut hair and azure eyes. Though these are obscured by the masks Alric constantly wears. He is also a rather short man who dresses in fine clothes. He never slouches, and because of this, many do not realize just how short he is. His teeth are whiter than average. His hair comes down to his eyebrows, the nape of his neck, and the tip of his ears. He wears his hair loose, and is clean shaven. He is slight of frame and is not very intimidating by physical appearance alone. His face is angular and quite sharp-featured. His shoulders are broad, though not well defined. Upon his right wrist lays his gnosis mark, an inverted blue triangle given to him by Ionu. He is quite healthy, but does not exercise regularly. As such, he is not at any particular advantage while engaging in physical pursuits. However, he is not truly at a disadvantage either. That is, so long as the people he is with are of an average physicality.
His robes are armored, bought in Zeltiva to better protect him. They are blue, while the armored bits are a dull gold color, though he is told that it is just paint, and the metal is steel. He wears a book on his left hip, currently empty of content. He means to fill it with all his knowledge.
Biography
Alric was born and raised in Alvadas.
Alric was born to Mrs. Avian. His biological father is a mystery, but it is most likely that it was a servant that Mrs. Avian fancied. Mrs. Avian, not wanting Alric, but still wanting him taken well care of, was left at Alvin Wilmot’s doorstep. Alvin Wilmot was a good friend to the Avians, and was known for his kindness.
As a boy, Alric had the best education his father could buy. Alvin was a very odd person, and taught Alric himself, imparting his strangeness. Alvin was infamous among the citizens of Alvadas as the last of a long line of proud nobleman gone wrong. However, as Alric grew into a man, the Wilmot family was once again held in a positive light. Alric was seen as a bright and charming lad, at least for a little while. When Alric began to socialize with the townsfolk, he obtained a reputation as an unpleasant philosopher.
One of Alric's few friends was a much older noble boy named Kinneas. The lines of both families had been friends for generations, and Alvin Wilmot frequently visited the Avian Manor. Alric and Kinneas, despite their age gap, were good friends and got along well. Another of his good friends was a very poor boy by the name of Wrenmae. Wrenmae and Alric shared the same interest in Hypnotism, and actually learned from the same book... which Wrenmae stole.
On that day, the day Wrenmae stole the book, Alric Wilmot finally convinced Wrenmae into becoming a Wilmot. After a brief talk with his father, Alvin Wilmot, the matter was finalized. This in turn gave Alric Wilmot a make-shift family of non-related individuals, that he could not have been happier with. Unbeknownst to him or his father, however, Wrenmae was marked by the god of disease, Vayt. This lead to both being much more sickly than before. However, both remained quite ignorant to the fact that Wrenmae was the cause.