Image Credits: Arkane, Azalea's Dolls

Name: Rowan Greene

Gender/Preference: Male, he/him, straight

Age/DOB: 17 / 26th day, Month of Hearths, 1840

Faction: Marked independent || Note also found at CHS with stats there

Family: None known, heretical parents captured in 1848 but Rowan eluded Overseers

Height/Build: 5'8" / sturdy, muscular from a lot of urban exploration and running

Hair: golden blond, straight, kept jaw length as shown; keeps himself clean-shaven though he could have a reasonably full beard by now

Eyes: green, intense and focused

Appearance: lightly tanned skin, with an obvious Outsider's Mark on his left hand. Has several layers of stolen clothing on him at any given time, usually a long tunic with loose sleeves, and an overshirt possibly adapted from guardsman gear found after coup. Has a deeper voice than most teens.

"Those heresies his mother performed included ministering salves for burn victims..."

Skills and Occupation: He would more than anything like to become a healer and herbalist like his mother, perhaps if he goes about it the right way, he'll manage to escape notice when he comes back to Dunwall.

Residence: Dunwall, Gristol in the Isles; his home was never safe, being above a small herb shop that was much too close to the Abbey's stronghold. That home was permanently lost to him, but on return he realized that there were plenty of still-abandoned homes and buildings all over the outskirts of the city. He didn't dare go to the old Brigmore manor, of course, but there were more places than just that up in the marshy areas around it. There, he makes his home.

Notable Possessions: he doesn't have possessions until he's finished with school and heads back to the World. At that point he found his new home and collects herbs and items, and has been slowly growing his collection of plants as well as tools and gear to harvest them, create salves and tinctures, and package them for use by those willing to keep his secrets.

Personality: He would simply like to be left to his own business thank you. A diligent student, smart though not brilliant enough to gain entry to the Academy. He takes more care with his plants than he might with patients, and should likely start training with bedside manner if he's to be a healer.

Likes and Dislikes: hates being on his own, but also doesn't much care for the presence of people? Does that make sense? To him it does, because 'people' usually meant 'danger'. Being at Carramba changes him a little, he had never been around that many kids his own age before, and that helps quite a bit getting him to open up and be more sociable. He deeply enjoys his plants and gardening even for things that aren't magical or for healing. Eventually he will enjoy having a flower garden in addition to those herbs.

Fears or Interruptions: Obviously the Abbey is still kicking, though outlawed technically they still exist as a cult in the 'modern' era of his World. They would not hesitate in any way to grab him for 'heresy', so he must still be on the lookout for them. He was informed that the Abbey was dissolved shortly after he left Dunwall for Twoarth. And while that's a relief, it's also slightly disconcerting because you never know when or where they'll show up now. Also he has to look out for witches with bad intent. He feels like they have given all magic a bad name, and he's not wrong.

History: The last time he returned to his family home directly, he was spotted and somehow recognized by a patrol, and captured. He spent two nights in their prison under the Abbey's main church, and before he was to be interrogated, the Outsider appeared to him and gifted him with the Mark. He then broke out (somewhat too easily, was it a trap again?) and headed to the docks just past the Imperial Palace. And though the Abbey guards pursued him with gusto, he somehow eluded capture and was not seen there again for several months...

That's beause Cleeve Shoreborn and his friends helped him go to Carramba High, traveling from the World to Twoarth on a dragon...