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== Basics == *'''Campaign:''' Golby's Beautiful Placeholder [[Exalted]] *'''Name:''' The Roamer of the Five Winds *'''Concept:''' Explorer/Cartographer, semi-jack of all trades *'''Caste/Aspect:''' Eclipse *'''Motivation:''' Map All of Creation *'''Positive intimacies:''' Gale, Freedom, *'''Negative intimacies:''' Red Tape *'''Anima:''' A simple golden road representing the path Roamer has traveled through his entire life, ranging in appearance from a faint yellow glow beneath the soles of his boots to an entire winding walkway that traces all of his movements completely through the past hour. *'''Experience:''' 2/599 ''(write experience points as "unspent / total" plx)'' === Background === Roamer spent most of his life before his second breath as a low-ranking Realm bureaucrat. As his life drew onward and the paperwork piled an odd thought began to grow in the back of his mind. By his 50th year he had become convinced that there was more to life than paperwork, and that eventually developed into the thought that he was squandering his life. And so, he resigned from his position, sold his home, and gathered a few of his most valued possessions in a backpack, and set out to travel Creation. After years of aimless wandering through the civilized sections of Creation, Roamer finally decided he needed to do something more, something exciting and challenging, something he could die proud attempting. And so, Roamer decided he would touch the eastern pole, or at least end his life trying. After an odyssey spanning roughly two years, Roamer found himself mere yards from one of the great poles that held creation together. Barely alive from a combination of fatigue, lack of food or water, and wounds amassed throughout his journey, his victory was finally in sight, and this old man could die fulfilled. He struggled with unheard of strength and determination across the thick underbrush, against essence currents that were crushing his very being. At last, he fell, and with one final grab at his goal, he touched the eastern pole. And he could now die in peace.<br/> <br/> But, as it happened, Roamer did not die. Within mere seconds of accepting his end, he began to glow with a brilliant golden light. It was at this moment that Roamer took his second breath, and was born anew, a reward he could hardly even imagine for one mortal's petty struggle to find purpose. He now had been given back the life he had squandered in politics and red tape a hundred times over. He now had both the time, and the power, to travel to every corner of creation and everything in between. In a sense, he had achieved his own perfect afterlife, in which he had the body and time to see all of Creation, in all its splendors, rather than just the will.<br/> <br/> From there, The Roamer of The Five Winds set out to do just that, and catalog his expedition in one great unified map of Creation. He has been enjoying thoroughly enjoying his mission for nearly 20 years, and has a plethora of stories to tell for it. Since his life is a nirvana to him, he has developed a very easygoing outlook and deep appreciation for life in all its forms. Because of this, he has developed a strong and magnetic charm to complement his new found strength and previously obtained intellect. He has friends and acquaintances in many places and has gathered an impressive repertoire of skills throughout his travels, as he will apply to work in nearly ever form of local labor and participate in any custom or ritual depending on where he is, for the purpose of drinking in the culture. === Appearance === The Roamer appears as a tall and thin, but muscular elderly man. Although many signs of his age were reversed at the moment of his exaltation, his long white hair and thick beard make it fairly obvious. He wears simple and unassuming clothes that seem ideal for just about any climate (extreme ones excluded.) He wears a large woven hat to protect from the sun, and is rarely seen without his enormous backpack or trusty walking stick. His face is rugged, and is adorned with a fairly abstract biotech eye where his left should be. But his surviving eye is soft, and he is nearly always seen with a grin.
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