I’m just a regular ol fella
He’s a chill dude who wanders around looking for odd jobs. He fixes up houses, builds furniture, cleans shit, he worked on a ship for 3 years once. He vibes and mopes.
- Age
- 278
- Date of Birth
- 15th of Silver Gloom, 1522
- Gender
- Redneck
- Eyes
- Brown
- Hair
- Auburn
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- Ruddy
- Height
- 8’10
- Weight
- 370
Appearance
Physical Description
Big. Broad. Brawny. Other B words.
Body Features
Cow ears and pink tipped nose, has a couple piercings and random tattoos he got a la hank hill and no longer remembers them
Facial Features
alcohol-ruined rosacea nose, wisened and mournful eyes. surprisingly nice cheekbones tho.
Identifying Characteristics
him being a big fucking dude
Physical quirks
alcoholism
Apparel & Accessories
big jackets and or gaudy shirts, likes socks n sandals
Special abilities
uhhh being cooked alive and it not doing a damn thing
Mentality
Personal history
he was born in a tiny village dominated by Firbolg and various other forestfolk in Karavala called Hinterfel, cobbled together on the western mountainside in the woods. His parents, Lorraine and Bjorn, instilled strong morals and work ethic into this lad. Learning trades like carpentry, he became somewhat of a handyman. A pillar of the small community, he hunted and provided for his town. Like many in the impoverished town, he would succumb to bouts of depression. Having very little but what the land provided, and being subject to the little governance there was being corrupt and greedy, often drove the inhabitants of Hinterfel to substance use.
Hjallbörn grew up alongside Clara Highbrook, fellow firbolg, and they would later marry. Hjallbörn’s growing despair and reliance on alcohol would drive a wedge between the two. They were unable to have children, and despite having a fond attachment to each other throughout their youths, Clara (very rightfully) lost much of the warmth she held for Hjall. She pushed him to pursue better careers, while he was content to be the local handyman- he eventually took somewhat of an unofficial leadership position as he aged and began taking care of the elders and building things like playgrounds and stuff. Despite all his troubles and burgeoning alcoholism, he’s always been very paternalistic and caring for his community. After her departure, Hjall came to realize he wasn’t really… attracted to Clara, she was just a great friend, was unaware of his sexuality and jumped headfirst into a relationship he couldn’t keep up.
As time wore on, Hinterfel dwindled as people began to wake up to their situations and leave the dead town. Hjallbörn stayed behind, too hopeless at this point to see any reason to leave. He threw himself into labor- constantly hunting, building wagons and shit and drinking constantly. One night returning from a meager hunt, Hinterfel had been completely ransacked. Burned buildings, people drug from their homes and butchered, so on and so forth. Hjallbörn returned to see bloodshed and absolute loss, except for his trusty walking stick, standing upright with a disgruntled cardinal circling anxiously and preening. He quickly learned this bird’s jubilant and wonderful personality. Without a home to return to, he set out as a hobo, doing odd jobs for folks in return for room and board. Luckily Gil is capable of producing liquor for Hjall, so he’s more than capable of drowning his woes on the road. Never at a lower point in his life and desperate for cash, he takes whatever odd jobs he comes across (including a 3 year stint at sea. he was very fulfilled then… a lot of. seamen.)
Clara served the village as an herbalist, she ran a rather well stocked apothecary out of their home and provided basic healthcare to anyone not able to travel into the forest to larger cities. Despite lacking formal training for her magical abilities, she managed to keep the town out of any major trouble and keep the town drunks… in ok shape. After years of a quasi loveless marriage, she packed up and left to Shostead to be a secretary at a Legit Apothecary and further her studies, and she’s doing really well for herself. She found a girlfriend and hasn’t really kept in touch with bernie. (that’s what she called him hehehehe)
NOW SOME SHITS HAPPENED.
FUCKING GIL. He’s very depressed, so much so that he’s actually been sober from alcohol for nearly a decade. He just smokes like a line cook now. He’s reconnected with Clara, so that’s awesome, uhhhh also he’s a MULTI BILLIONAIRE? So that’s fun. He’s fully rebuilt (several times, thanks to Mariposa) his town much better than it was in the past. Bro built Richardson, Texas. Congrats bro.
Anyways, he’s seen some things.
Education
Fantasy Middle School Dropout
Employment
The quintessential RISE AND GRINDER, homie was BORN to be self employed and be his own man. but like, in an appalachian union miner way.
Accomplishments & Achievements
-Managed to keep his shitty Trailer Park community together for many a decade
-Got married
Failures & Embarrassments
-Community literally was all murdered when he was out for cigarettes
-Got Divorced
Mental Trauma
"In conclusion -- you're ill. You're an old, insane man. And you have to be in hell until the end of your life. And I have to go to Shostead."
poverty. lack of friends due to Murder Reasons. general malaise. prognosis: needs wellbutrin and some more hobbies.
Intellectual Characteristics
he’s very good with his hands… not so good with his words, but he tries.
Morality & Philosophy
fuck anyone who has money.
including himself, now.
person.sexuality
M is for Men (and MaWife)
person.gender_identity
M is for Men
Taboos
Nah that says tattoos bc wtf. he has a solid black heart on his upper arm with a name clearly crossed out. He tried to do a portrait of gil himself on his thigh. it looks like a smiley face. After his sacrifice, he took forever on a full chest piece of him and he’s pretty proud of it. His oracle tattoos are wisps of smoke rising up, and some symbols on his forearm and hand.
Known Languages
Common, Giant, Sylvan
Personality
Motivation
Getting by, hopefully feeling better about life.
Savvies & Ineptitudes
He’s very good at artistic and craft work, he tends to plants very well and loves any thing natural. Hobo life does that to you.
He’s not good at interacting with people in a way that makes them not automatically irritated by or pity him.
Likes & Dislikes
Likes: food, drink, the occasional drug binge, sitting on the porch, listening to tunes, building fires
Dislikes: city folk, ignorant ding dongs, idle chatter.
Virtues & Personality perks
Stand up dude, always lookin out for the little guy. Very protective of children and outcasts. Has 0 ounce of pretension in his body.
Vices & Personality flaws
His 0 amount of pretension comes from deep self doubt and dislike. His physical addictions aside, he’s unhealthily attached to his ex-wife and has a deep want to reconnect, despite their relationship being nothing but a formality in the end.
Personality Quirks
Often sounds like he’s from Chicago, but as we all know he’s from Fantasy Winnipeg
Hygiene
Cleans behind his ears and rinses his teeth when he can, but everything is permeated by Man Musk and smoke.
Takes very good care of his hair tho, good job bud.
Social
Birthplace
Hinterfel, Karavala Sovereignty
Contacts & Relations
Only the friends he’s made along the way!
Honorary & Occupational Titles
self proclaimed oracle of divorce.
Wealth & Financial state
Rich in love, baby.
(lies)
Now actually fucking rich in riches.
Religious Views
He’s vaguely spiritual in that the gods literally exist, but in that they’ve done fuck all for him.
Social Aptitude
N/A
Mannerisms
Loose n floppy, just like hi-
Hobbies & Pets
You cant call Gil his pet. and you shouldn’t. but that won’t stop Hjall from dreaming gil’ll one day appreciate him back.
Speech
Very informal. Grating.
Social
Birthplace
Hinterfel, Karavala Sovereignty
Contacts & Relations
Only the friends he’s made along the way!
Honorary & Occupational Titles
self proclaimed oracle of divorce.
Wealth & Financial state
Rich in love, baby.
(lies)
Now actually fucking rich in riches.
Religious Views
He’s vaguely spiritual in that the gods literally exist, but in that they’ve done fuck all for him.
Social Aptitude
N/A
Mannerisms
Loose n floppy, just like hi-
Hobbies & Pets
You cant call Gil his pet. and you shouldn’t. but that won’t stop Hjall from dreaming gil’ll one day appreciate him back.
Speech
Very informal. Grating.