Oswyn Spencer
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| Oswyn Spencer | |
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| Social Rank | 8 |
| Fealty | Crownsworn "Crownsworn" is not in the list of possible values (Redrain, Valardin, Grayson, Thrax, Pravus, Lyceum, Crown) for this property.
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| House | Spencer |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | 23 |
| Religion | Pantheon |
| Vocation | Scholar |
| Height | Average |
| Hair Color | Brown |
| Eye Color | Brown |
| Skintone | Fair |
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Description
Oswyn is of average height and quite lanky of build. A riot of dark, curly hair barely tamed by brush and willpower adds a bit to his height. A strong nose and dark eyes contribute to a solemn demeanour. Oswyn moves carefully, like someone who had a very sudden growth spurt who still isn't quite sure how limbs are supposed to go. He comes across as awkward and ordinary, and when he looks off into the distance, he always squints.
Personality
Quiet and unassuming, Oswyn is good at blending into the background, and that's just how he likes it. Shy, he has always been more comfortable around books than people.
While he doesn't say much, he is always thinking. A clever man, Oswyn has a dry sense of humour and a gift for sarcasm. He's simply either too polite or too shy to use it.
Background
Oswyn's parents are bowyers and fletchers by trade and run a small, struggling shop in Arx. Oswyn's older sister, Muriel, learned the trade from her father. Oswyn did, too, but Muriel always had more interest in the shop, and so long as one of them kept the family business going, their parents were happy. While Muriel took naturally to archery, Oswyn was laughably bad at it. He simply couldn't see clearly at distance, a trouble that plagues him to this day.
Up close was fine, which was good, because Oswyn's prime love was reading. Any free time he had after chores was spent up at the Great Archive, poking about, following the lives of various people. Always an outsider looking in, Oswyn lives vicariously through the journals. His greatest wish was to help tend to the collection, and so he became a scholar.
Oswyn is dedicated to discovering and preserving knowledge. If it's out there, he'd like to know it. If it's lost, he'd like to find it. He loves nothing so much as following a promising paper trail, and is an avid researcher. Oswyn would dearly love to write a book of his own someday; he simply lacks a proper subject, though he always has a few ideas simmering.
