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meet your guide
Jun. 15th, 2013 04:04 pmIf you're lucky, you'll run into him in the woods or out about town, finding a smith to fix his weapons or a proper farmer for a nice bread treat - or if you're unlucky in the forest, you may find a protector from afar keeping the wolves and bears and worse at bay. You'll probably note that he's friendly but not overexuberant, more a softly glowing candle than a brilliant sun.
Silas wears thick-soled shoes, flexible but hardy against the rough terrain - does he look like a monk? He's got a job to do, and getting rocks lodged between his toes isn't going to help.
He prefers long-ranged weapons, not needing the up-close confrontation of blades and fists. His is a useful and calculated power, with a quick aim and quick decisions, quick diversions. Everything else about him may seem slowed down, put on pause as he enjoys himself in his own low-key way. In the forest, his is not a lonely isolation by any means. He's happy to be simply existing and doing something useful while still keeping a cool head about the limitations of what he can accomplish; a true realist.
While anger for others can be a quick thing born of youth, excitement and the tenacity sprung from being unsure of your place in the world, Silas's is slow, deep and rare. His hurts aren't ones easily swayed with a hand on his shoulder, and a kind word will never solve them all at once. He rarely thinks of it - a combination of truly moving beyond them and, sometimes, just to avoid that visceral ache. His anger is a seldom but deadly accurate beast.
But don't let that warn you off - it's much more likely you'll stumble across him cooing at forest wildlife or whittling statuettes, ornaments and small tools to sell in-town or leave about the forest as silent gifts for wanderers.
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MODERN DAY
Silas lives out in the woods in a good-sized ranch style home, like any self-respecting ranger transport. He owns a used-furniture-and-thrift store and no, sorry, he doesn't do consignments. He'll buy it off you, though, if you wanted to make money from that weird coffee table you're trying to get rid of.
He's affable and warm and absolutely not putting up with any of your bullshit. Attempted robberies of his store seem to always be thwarted by him personally, and the police are never called, but no one's ever tried to rob him a second time. No one seems to want to, in fact. Must be the friendly pep talk he gives to would-be thieves afterwards.
There's the occasional rumor that he used to run with rougher crowds, but hey. Can't trust everything you hear, right?
This universe is either played straight, or dips into urban fantasy, depending on which universe he's mashing up with. If urban fantasy, Silas is a mage without a specific path or calling, and certainly not part of any larger sect of practitioners. He's friendly to other users, wary but sure of himself enough to approach others with offers of help or requests for aid.
In all universes, Silas is drawn to those who can't fight for themselves. He'll intervene on someone else's behalf. He'll let strangers use his phone. He might break your hand if you end up trying to steal said phone, but he's not snitching on anybody for being stupid - that can stay between the two of you. Just maybe don't try it again.
In the meantime, here, have some ice for that.
Silas wears thick-soled shoes, flexible but hardy against the rough terrain - does he look like a monk? He's got a job to do, and getting rocks lodged between his toes isn't going to help.
He prefers long-ranged weapons, not needing the up-close confrontation of blades and fists. His is a useful and calculated power, with a quick aim and quick decisions, quick diversions. Everything else about him may seem slowed down, put on pause as he enjoys himself in his own low-key way. In the forest, his is not a lonely isolation by any means. He's happy to be simply existing and doing something useful while still keeping a cool head about the limitations of what he can accomplish; a true realist.
While anger for others can be a quick thing born of youth, excitement and the tenacity sprung from being unsure of your place in the world, Silas's is slow, deep and rare. His hurts aren't ones easily swayed with a hand on his shoulder, and a kind word will never solve them all at once. He rarely thinks of it - a combination of truly moving beyond them and, sometimes, just to avoid that visceral ache. His anger is a seldom but deadly accurate beast.
But don't let that warn you off - it's much more likely you'll stumble across him cooing at forest wildlife or whittling statuettes, ornaments and small tools to sell in-town or leave about the forest as silent gifts for wanderers.
MODERN DAY
Silas lives out in the woods in a good-sized ranch style home, like any self-respecting ranger transport. He owns a used-furniture-and-thrift store and no, sorry, he doesn't do consignments. He'll buy it off you, though, if you wanted to make money from that weird coffee table you're trying to get rid of.
He's affable and warm and absolutely not putting up with any of your bullshit. Attempted robberies of his store seem to always be thwarted by him personally, and the police are never called, but no one's ever tried to rob him a second time. No one seems to want to, in fact. Must be the friendly pep talk he gives to would-be thieves afterwards.
There's the occasional rumor that he used to run with rougher crowds, but hey. Can't trust everything you hear, right?
This universe is either played straight, or dips into urban fantasy, depending on which universe he's mashing up with. If urban fantasy, Silas is a mage without a specific path or calling, and certainly not part of any larger sect of practitioners. He's friendly to other users, wary but sure of himself enough to approach others with offers of help or requests for aid.
In all universes, Silas is drawn to those who can't fight for themselves. He'll intervene on someone else's behalf. He'll let strangers use his phone. He might break your hand if you end up trying to steal said phone, but he's not snitching on anybody for being stupid - that can stay between the two of you. Just maybe don't try it again.
In the meantime, here, have some ice for that.
