Lost Wind

[&]Name/Alias: Ember Robinwood

[&]Age: 21, almost 22

[&]Experience: 10+ years

[&]How You Found Us?: It actually took quite a bit of time to find Oakleaf Holt.

[&]Member Title: Fisherman, Trinket Maker

[&]In the event of unexplained inactivity, should we kill off or adopt out your character?: Moderators’ choice





[&]Full Name: Lost Wind

[&]Soul Name: Wyeth (/ˈwaɪ̯.ɜθ/, or “why-eth”)

[&]Tribe: Wolfriders

[&]Age: Young Adult (132 Turns Old)

[&]Gender: Male



[&]List Of Personality:

- He’s very, very quiet

- He can be intense to the point of being overwhelming (especially when he’s staring at someone)

- Sarcasm is his main form of communication

- Observant of everything around him, always analyzing what’s going on

- Perceptive of people’s actions, body language, and motivation

- Patient when working on something, and hunting or fishing

- But is impatient with other elves (when he thinks they’re not being observant, competent, etc.)

- Gets annoyed easily with other people

- He’s stoic and withdrawn

- Doesn’t trust easily

-He’s paranoid that his tribesmen think he’s a burden and that they talk about him around him when he can’t hear them

[&]Skills other than Sending?:

Observant (excellent)

Hunting (debatable)

Fishing: Spear Fishing (excellent)

Swimming (good)

Crafting (adequate)

Cooking (adequate)

Dancing (bad)

Singing (horrible)

Combat: longbow (adequate), knives (passable)



[&]Likes/Dislikes:

++Fishing

++Crafting

++Lovemating

++Good Company

++Riling up up-tight elders

--People talking in front of him without including him in conversations

--Being underestimated/being seen as “delicate”

--Not being able to hunt

--Being snuck up on

--Not being able to hear



[&]Family: (PM if you’d like to be family)

[&]History: Lostwind was born under the name of Echo. As a child, he was chatty and excitable more so the most Wolfrider cubs. Because he would follow his elders around and asked questions constantly, he was called “Echo.” However, when he was six turns old, he came down with a severe sickness and high fever. Eventually, with careful tending, he recovered, but was rendered deaf.



Following his hearing loss, Echo became very quiet, withdrawn, and skittish. The elders would oven whisper, “Oh, poor, little lost Echo.” His tribal name eventually became “Lost Echo.”



Lost Echo became very observant from becoming watching his tribesmen, as quiet observation helped to calm his fears. Before he was able to send, he learned how to read lips. He grew to be very perceptive of body language, facial expressions, and lip reading. He also excelled in observing his natural surroundings.



However, none of this was ever able to make him into a hunter. Lost Echo wouldn't hear prey or predictors and is unable to navigate the forest quietly, so he can't hunt. Lost Echo attempted to go hunting with his fist bond wolf. It was a disaster. He was too loud when hunting because he has no idea how much noise they were making. The branch horn they were attempting to hunt turned on them and attacked. Lost Echo was caught on the left wide of his face by its antlers. It was lucky he didn’t lose his eye along with his hearing. The wounds shark and faded over the decades to nearly invisible scars across the left side of his face. He was banned from hunting after that.



Because of this, someone in the tribe taught him how to spear fish. He didn't have to be and to hear--only see--to be able to spear fish. With his Wolf companion guarding him, Lost Echo could justify his place in the tribe by fishing.



When he wasn't fishing, Lost Echo began carving tools, ornaments, and jewelry from wood, bone, and stone to keep himself busy. While he isn’t the best craftsman in the tribe (not by a long shot) he enjoys being able to do something for his people. He was taught how to fight with a longbow and knives. He can fight well enough to keep himself from being killed, but he isn’t skilled enough to boast about.



Due to being deaf, when Lost Echo spoke his speech was slurred and unintelligible. When he was old enough to send it became his only more of communication. His personality blossomed under being taught how to fish, fight, and craft, revealing him to be snarky and sarcastic. While he is patient when fishing or crafting, he quickly becomes impatient with other elves, especially those who underestimate him or act as though he can’t understand what they’re saying and cut him out of conversations.



When Lost Echo learned his Soul Name, Wyeth, he came to know himself as a person and grew in confidence. The Wolfrider Chief realized that there was nothing Echo-like about him anymore when he came into his own and changed his tribal name to “Lost Wind.” He earned the name “Wind” from his biting sarcasm and “Lost” was a reminder more of a reminder to the rest of the Wolfriders of his deafness and that he can’t always protect himself.



[&]Often seen wearing: Lost Wind can often be seen wearing a deer hide jerkin under a loosely wrapped, baggy brown jacket he ties at his side with deer hide leggings. He is perpetually bearfoot so he can feel vibrations in the ground and so that his grip with his feet is more sure.

[&]Body: Lost Wind is very pale with almost invisible scars on the left side of his effeminate face from a hunting accident.

[&]Height/Build: He’s slight and slender.

[&]Hair: His white hair is tucked behind his ears and falls to his shoulders.

[&]Eyes: He has narrow, golden eyes.

[&]Picture:



[&]Bonded animal: Rivine, a plain grey wolf.

[&]Bond age: Six Years Old



Any other information: Lost Wind’s deafness is based on experience working with disabled persons.