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 Juku Ravagani, Owned by: Of the Caspian Heritage
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Posted: Feb 15 2006, 03:22 PM


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Full Name: Juku Ravagani

Nickname: Rava-man

Age: 80

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Occupation: Medicinal shopkeeper in the remote village of Lan

Eye Color: Kind, sky blue eyes

Hair Color: Aged white

Hair Style: As an elderly man who has seen and been in many battles with stories to tell in abundance his hair reflects the time that has passed him by. Once, his head was a rich, dark auburn that flared dangerously in the light but now it has grown long and ivory white.

Height: A sturdy 5' 7" even.

Identifying Marks: A tattoo symbolizing his station while being part of the Sonorian army with the unique Corolia City flag representing where he was posted.

Garb: Mostly he wears a rather long, beige blouse with a short, leather vest paired up with dark brown breeches and sturdy boots.

Weapon Of Choice: He has an assortment of swords, unique guns, shields, spears and other forms of weaponry he has collected from battles in a secret armoury hidden in his shop.

Other Equipment: Mostly scales to measure, a knife to cut up herbs and a technologically advanced counting machine to measure sales and revenue.

Transportation: Mostly a walker but does have a stylized scooter to get about since he is getting older.

Family: His father died in battle, his mother at childbirth after his second sister, his wife of a wasting illness, three out of his eight children also died of the same illness and the five that are still alive have gone out into the world. He is not very close with most of his children except his eldest son and youngest daughter. His eldest lives in Iron Town while his youngest lives in Dorein. He is rather proud of them because these were the two that actually settled down to listen to his stories of the ancient peoples that haven't been seen on land for a countless age. He is fascinated by the Caspian race and has spen the earlier part of his retirement from the army learning from what he could of their language or customs.

History: Juku was born in Lan, grew up in Lan but had to leave Lan when he was but twelve-years-old to join the army during a great war between Sonoria and Gevadoran that lasted for ten years. This ended when both kings died and their heirs replaced them drawing up a peace treaty. Since then he had married and had nine children to raise while in Corolia City. When he was thirty-five, he moved his family to the North Coast Fishing Town where he met a couple of Caspians and other strange folk. It was here also that a great epidemic spread killing many people including his lovely wife, second born son, eldest daughter and second youngest son.

Juku, greatly grieved brought the remnants of his family to the Farm Land community of Ashmorea where he learned more about healing, plants and animals. He stayed within this community for about thirteen years he stayed there until the great drought and replanted the remnants of his family to live with his eldest son in Silver City. He remained there until after the birth of Olivia before replanting himself in his old town seven years later. He meets the Caspiarae Nahalani when she first entered his shop via the alley way and hiding from the loud noises of the infamous Festival of Birthdays where everyone in Lan celebrated the birth of Olivia Inara. He comforted her and helped her out with quite a few things while teaching her in the process. He is quiet yet happy old man who still seems to have more life in him yet. He aims to live until he turns ninety.

RP Sample: He didn't care much for the crowds. He would rather stay playing the piano he had recieved from his eldest son than listen or join with the other villagers causing quite a raucaus.

He could have paid more attention to his surroundings more and complained with increased zest if it weren't for the loud banging in the back door. He heard a quiet, scratchy yet melodic voice and he could almost make out words.

Words that no one had spoken in over fifty-five years.

Could it be, he thought willing against hope. Is it one of the famed Caspians?

He waddled his way towards the back door with his walking stick to find himself face to face with a blonde, young woman with pale-blue skin with beige undertones.

"Why hello there." He said stunned.

The young woman, if he could call her that, broke into tears and it was in that moment a friendship was forged.
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