Aonair Sliabh

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Floorp
Description:
A surprisingly clean looking human for someone who spent a majority of their life secluded deep in the mountains Southeast of Yukon. He stands 5’8” and weighs 158 with slicked back snow white hair and a thick white beard that hangs to his upper chest. His bright hazel eyes are often scanning his surroundings as he is always trying to find a way to connect to the environment he is in and a blessing from the landscape’s spirits. When in crowded areas he is often covered in his traveler’s cloak as to not bring too much attention to himself, though at this point in his life he is more open to conversation with townsfolk and city-dwellers so he may even leave his hood down in comfortable areas. The weathered blue tattoos of that wind up his calves from his feet are a traditional tree root design that symbolize a connection to his origins as a wondering druid of the mountains.
Bio:
Floorp was raised in the mostly unexplored wilderness of the mountains southeast of Yukon. His human parents and their entire circle of druids were driven out of their homeland of the Leidon Wilds before Floorp was born. Soon after his mother, Mathair, became pregnant with Floorp the druid circle of the swamplands of the western bands of the Liedon Wilds came under threat from new settlers attempting to tame the Wilds. Portach, Floorp’s father and high ranking member of the circle, was able to gather a majority of the circle and make the journey south, up the river, to the base of the mountains. These mountains never completely became a home to the remaining members of the circle because of their deep spiritual connection to swamplands.
Mathair and Portach knew that their child could not grow and develop into a true druid without a home. They raised the young Floorp as a druid connected to the mountains as opposed to their traditional homelands of the swamps. This drove Floorp to become more powerfully connected with the mountains than any of the other members of the circle. Eventually, the archdruid Ceannaire, pulled Floorp aside and told him that there was nothing more that the circle could teach him.
Ceannaire suggested that Floorp take a journey deep into the mountains to find the connection to the land that can only be found with a truly personal connection to the spirits of a druid’s true home. After preparing for the journey and making several short trips into the deep wilderness Floorp bid farewell to his mother, father, and the rest of the aging circle he knew as his family and ventured westward towards higher altitude and deeper wilderness.
Initially the mountains were not kind to Floorp, the climate and the rough landscape were more dramatic and intense than he could have imagined from his view at the base of the mountains with the circle. After a few long weeks Floorp found himself high in the mountains nearing the semi-permanent snowline atop a particularly harsh mountain fighting his way through a storm that was pounding him with sleet, rain, and wind as lightning crashed in on him from all sides. At a point he became overwhelmed and took refuge in a small cave which was almost entirely empty besides the smallest of creatures who were also taking cover from the torrents.
The night raged on as Floorp sat on the ground in the cave watching the lightning crash over the ridge and into the valley below. The storm seemed to continue for days on end and Floorp took to life in the cave: interacting with the animals also seeking shelter, practicing channeling his abilities to create fire and generating extra food from his limited resources, and studying the storm that was raging on outside. When the storm finally subsided after nearly a week Floorp left the cave with a new appreciation for the power of the mountain wilds.
Floorp decided to take up residence in the cave, and he took his time every day to commune with the forests and the mountains. He learned through that communion to channel the power of the storms and acquired a particular connection with lightning, the thing that challenged him the most, and stone, the thing that kept him safe.
After a year or more of hermitage in the cave on the mountainside a tall elven man came up one of the wildlife paths into the clearing in front of the cave. He introduced himself to as Carabaile and said he was a traveler from the ancient university in Almthyr. Carabaile’s wisdom and intelligence was inspiring to Floorp. He saw that there was a light in Carabaile that grew with every conversation the two of them had so Floorp offered to take him in and teach him about the mountains. Both Floorp and Carabaile were driven by knowledge and wisdom, so they shared it with each other every day. Floorp learned elvish and stories of the outside world while Carabaile learned of the wilds and what it meant to connect with ones surroundings.
After months together in the cave the Carabaile convinced Floorp to travel with him out into the wider world. They traveled north into the lands of Jorland studying the landscape, creatures, and people they came across. They eventually traveled far enough north that they decided to head to the coast and travel to the south and visiting all of the major ports, cities, and all of the druid circles the two could find in the western lands. After years of exploration Carabaile decided to return to the university to teach and Floorp decided to return to the base of the mountains to visit his circle.
Though Floorp’s family was displaced so far from their homeland and their environment they had learned to thrive in the new land while still retaining their traditions. The circle welcomed him back into their folds and they imparted their knowledge on each other. Ceannaire and his parents were proud to see his growth as both a druid and a wise being. Over the years Floorp grew in the circle and imparted his knowledge of the mountains on the younglings of the circle and traveling with members to other circles in the west and south.
Eventually Floorp’s was drawn back out into the outside world on the day that Knight Captin ___ came to the circle in search of help.

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