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Name Lars Sycamonia XVII
Age 22
Gender Male
Species Human
Ethnicity Serenian
Height 6'4"
Occupation Farmer
Residence Darken Vel

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Physical Description

A humble-looking man. Lars has a full head of short, dark-red hair that he keeps cut just short enough to not get in the way when working and piercing blue eyes— the sort that reflect every color of the rainbow and might almost look silvery under the right lighting. His skin, tanned by toiling in the sun, is a little on the rough side— some scratches here and there on his body, mostly from mishandling tools or plying his trade in the field. He doesn't know enough magic to properly heal his injuries, so if he gets hurt, that's just another scar on the list unless he seeks out a talented healer. On the same note, his body has a good amount of muscle on it as a result of said toiling— nothing absurd, but he's in good shape for a man of his age.

Because of his work on the farm, Lars typically only wears blue collar wear at best; Sometimes overalls, maybe a light blue button up that matches his eyes and denim pants, but never anything too fancy.

Personality

Very bright. Very pure. He is basically the Serenian equivalent of a golden retriever. Lars likes people before meeting them, and doesn't dislike them unless given a good reason to. Even then, he prefers to put the work in to compromise or forgive people, because life is too short for grudges and petty disputes. He lives a very austere lifestyle, and so he doesn't have high standards either of other people, or of the world around him. As a result, it doesn't take much to get in his good graces, if you aren't already there.

Something like a social butterfly, Lars doesn't shy away from chatter— he enjoys the company of others, especially given the fact that he lives (technically) alone on his farm in Darken Vei. He has a certain pride in his work as a farmer, and he's never been one to shy away from talking about the benefits of his work for the sake of others, and the joys of earning an honest living.

He can be a bit of an airhead, and a clutz— occasionally nicking himself here or there while working with sharp objects, or forgetting to do things every so often, but he knows how to take decent care of himself and, in spite of his seeming cluelessness, can usually tell when someone is in need of a shoulder to lean on, a loyal friend, or just some good produce to lift their spirits.


Magic/Abilities

Lars is pretty adept at both life magic as well as something of a super novice in elemental magic— both practices run in his family. Their study of the arts are documented and recorded for future generations of Sycamonias to come, and lean heavily into nourishment of the body, as well as nourishment of the land. It wouldn't be too weird to see Lars manipulating large plant vines to adjust his crop spread, or healing sick plants that are infected with diseases or damaged.

While not necessarily "his" power, the star attraction of the entire Sycamonia family line is their farm— and more importantly, their renowned magicked produce. The pride and joy of the Sycamonia name, Lars's farm foods are grown with all the love a farmer could possibly give— alongside both magical soils, fertilizers, and elbow grease. As a result, many of their products exceed any believable expectations— from growing far larger and more nutritious than anything else on the market, to possessing magical attributes capable of imbuing strength and good health into those that partake of them— in some cases, even capable of curing curses or diseases.

Relationships

None yet, but as he's the last of his line, he'll be looking to settle down with a wife soon enough!


History


The Sycamonia heritage spans back generations— Originally a humble family of life-mages who enlisted in Serendipity's most humble military operations, hundreds of years ago, Lars Sycamonia IV, head of the family at the time, was found to be comparatively lacking in his magical affinity, and summarily dismissed from duty at a middling age. Without a proper source of income outside of the family's assets earned from their military career, Lars invested in fertile, untouched land out in Darken Vei. It was a risky, controversial move that split the family apart at the time, but Lars was fairly confident that by pursuing his true passion— that of a horticulturist— he could find true fortune and success for the family name that he'd somewhat sullied through his lackluster military career.

Lars spent many a year on that farm, putting all manner of elbow grease and magical muster that he could into growing top quality fruits and vegetables on a marketable level. It took years before he saw any real profit, but he did. With his wife and his son, Lars V by his side, the man established "Sycamonia Greens" as a local produce name, and poured his heart and soul into ensuring the knowledge and know-how that he'd gained over years of production didn't go to waste.

Literally.

Lars took a pumpkin one day, and cast a powerful enchantment on it— granting the gourd sentience, and filling it with all the knowledge and experience he had obtained over time. He named it 'Gourdy', and the two were practically inseparable— Gourdy essentially being another member of the family, one with all the knowledge on growing greens that Lars had. And as Lars IV grew old, and Lars V took on the role of man of the homestead, Gourdy— now affectionately called 'Ol'Gourdy' by everyone else— passed on the knowledge Lars IV left behind, which his son built upon to expand and advance the family name. Such was the case for the Sycamonia family line for generations upon generations— Ol' Gourdy would teach the head of the family everything it knew, and the head would take that knowledge and expand on it further, before transferring their accumulated wisdom to Ol' Gourdy as they grew older. This way, centuries of wisdom were preserved, all the way up to to present.

Lars— our Lars— being the most recent head of his family, happily took up the role as his mother and father grew older and less capable of tending the lands. Lars XVI, however, was a bit special— even compared to the first few generations of his family, Lars was incredibly talented from a young age with magic, enough to potentially one day become a great mage or member of the Court if he so chose. Such a thing worried the older members of the family— but such worries were needlessly placed, as Lars gladly turned down such an idea in order to live his dream of continuing the Sycamonia family name with pride and joy.

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