Tyche Fortuna (Koros_Ty's character)

[Koros_Ty]

Name: Tyche Fortuna Okeanos
Very rarely does Tyche introduce himself with his full name, choosing mostly to have all address him as Ty. This is due to the fact that he prefers to avoid any reputation that may have preceded himself, and most people have trouble pronouncing Tyche (Tie-Shh).

Race: Human
Bearing the hardiness, height advantage, and slender build of a Chondathan, Tyche contradicts his Chondathan characteristics with a distinct Tethyrian musculature and bone structure. The oddest part of his apparent heritage is that his skin tone is a dark tan that never fades, and possesses a rust-coloured, ashen sheen.

Hair: Black
Tyche wears his hair at a medium-length, brushed back and constantly ruffled–he doesn't so much keep it that way, as that's the result of his negligence toward grooming. He doesn't see a razor too often, mostly because of circumstance, so he has a stubbly jawline, with a thick goatee of moderate length. There is a strange, bloody red tint to his hair and goatee, which is noticable in certain lights.

Eyes: Black
Tyche's eyes give off a fiery, orange-red coloured glimmer against the light, inexplicably.

Height: 5'11"
Weight: Approximately 125 to 130
Standing taller than most humans only by a few inches, Tyche's shoulders are narrow and his build is wiry and light. He's not quite what anyone would sensible call a bulky man, either, and his body's size and shape is pretty much hidden by the baggy clothes and cloak he tends to wear.

Most Common Dress:
One will mostly find Tyche with a high-collared, multi-pocketed, long green jacket worn over a loose, dusty red shirt with a low, vee neck that is, inevitably, worn over his studded leather armour. His tan pants are baggy, tucked into a pair of high, road-worn brown leather boots that tie on the side. Over his shoulders is usually draped a hooded, cotton cloak of a marbled black and red design, containing a large amount of storage space on the inside, which reaches his knees just about. He wears black leather, fingerless gloves and bracers, leaving only the flesh around his elbow bare. Around his neck hangs a silver necklace intertwined with gold that a polished, copper coin is attached to; on the coin's two faces is a duplicate portrait of a beautiful, smiling woman with blonde curls that splay about her head that is encircled by shamrocks (The Holy of Symbol of Tymora)--this necklace is usually tucked underneath his shirt.

Distinguishing Features:
On his left upper arm, near the shoulder, is a tattoo of the infinity symbol. Across his left breast is a scar.

Day of Birth: 18 Ches
Age: Forgotten (Upwards of 80)

Land of Origin: The North
Birthplace: Farmvale (small rural village that was once southwest of Longsaddle)
Hometown: Drapak (small, elven village that was once east of Longsaddle)

Patron Deity: Tymora
Alignment: Chaotic Nuetral

Profession: Gambler
Associations: The Fated Five
Organization: The Demon Knights

Brief Biography:
Regretting a series of decisions made when he was young and easily influenced by his peers, namely one to bind himself to the organization known as the Demon Knights that has made him ageless, Tyche has set out on an introspective journey of retrospect and meditation. He left behind a group of close friends, the Fated Five (or Six, or Seven--it varies), and a wife, all of whom had become distant and stagnant to Tyche; the biggest factor in his decision to set out on his own was the recent death of his first-born son, who had forsaken the Demon Knights in favour of living and dying a natural, human lifespan. Although not one to show his troubled soul on the surface, Ty makes his way from place to place, gambling and doing whatever else is necessary to survive, usually with a half-smile and a handful of coin with which to wager. Having caught wind of the name of an old, familiar name, one that had not been in his ear for many, many years, that of a bard named Zyphlin, while in a tavern in Impiltur--apparently, this man who should be dead by all rights, has become a figure of semi-authority in a port city up north in Narfell--Tyche has set out with a faint purpose, curious and with a bit of a score that was never settled.

(Edited for diction and slight revision.)