Korin (“Rinn”)

Korin was born in a small tribal village of his own people, and knew little more of the world outside story and song. He had an affinity for music, but there was little he could do to study it early in his life, and he grew up trained as a hunter. His tendency to wander, and an insatiable curiosity often led him into trouble, much to the dismay of the tribe. Not long after coming of age, he decided to set out to see the things he’d only heard about in the world outside his tribal lands. He was met with a great deal of mistrust, and often outright fear, though he continued to try and learn more. He was at least adept at surviving in the wilds, as he was not often welcome to stay many places overnight. The fear of werewolves tended to make this difficult to negotiate.

His real breakthrough came when he discovered the bardic colleges. Any that were at first reluctant to accept him were soon won over by his enthusiasm for music and knowledge. He learned many ways to make folks smile, and ease their fears, through songs, performance, and wit. This was eventually how he became acquainted with luxuries he’d had very little exposure to before, and discovered a bit of a weakness for such things as fine foods, drink, and carnal indulgence. Fortunately, he is driven by a desire to spread joy, and alleviate suffering wherever he can. That, along with his curiosity to learn new things has always been enough to get him back on track.  Eventually. After he’s recovered from hangovers and evaded the ire of anyone easily offended, of course.

 

He tends to dress flamboyantly, in bright colors, to an almost comical degree. While some folks may think he looks a bit silly, he tends to prefer being laughed at as opposed to inspiring fear.