Peter Dornstrike
Born after the Choson War as son to Joseph Dornstrike and Margareth von Davide, Peter lived a short but full life. At age 46, he passed away due to an unknown disease. However, his name still echoes through the world as people fondly remember the jolly bard who travelled all over the world to bring people music and joy.
Ask anyone from the Dornstrike family what kind of a person Peter was, and you'll always get the same answer.
What kind of a person Peter was? A nutjob with an undying love for music and instruments. He was the sweetest boy of us five siblings. Later in life, he used the sweetness to spread his love around. Ehm, literally and figuratively.One thing was certain, Peter enjoyed helping people of all walks of life whether through song or physical labour. People have told him their deepest secrets which he took to his grave. You just knew he would never spill your beans. However, you could never trust him with grocery shopping.
The door opens and closes as Peter steps inside his brother's new house.
"Joooohoooosh, I'm hooooooome!" He bellows singysongy at the top of his lungs.
Almost tumbling down the stairs, Josh runs down to greet his older brother.
"Awesome, did you find every~ WHAT HAVE YOU BOUGHT?!" He points at what looked like an instrument in Peters hand. "Where are the groceries? How much did that cost? What..."
"Josh, relax!" Peter smiled. "I was at the market, and they had this awesome string thingy, man! I had a little play and it just sounds so cool! I couldn't just leave it behind, I had to have it, you know me."
"Yes! Yes I do! I should've known better than to trust you with simple grocery shopping." Josh paces through the living room.
"Hey, bro bro," Peter puts his arm around his brother. "You know me, I can fix this. Let me get out on the streets and I have money back for you in no time. And with groceries too!"
"Fine, but be back before sunset, otherwise I'll get sick with worry," Josh says as he gives his brother a big hug.
"Joooohoooosh, I'm hooooooome!" He bellows singysongy at the top of his lungs.
Almost tumbling down the stairs, Josh runs down to greet his older brother.
"Awesome, did you find every~ WHAT HAVE YOU BOUGHT?!" He points at what looked like an instrument in Peters hand. "Where are the groceries? How much did that cost? What..."
"Josh, relax!" Peter smiled. "I was at the market, and they had this awesome string thingy, man! I had a little play and it just sounds so cool! I couldn't just leave it behind, I had to have it, you know me."
"Yes! Yes I do! I should've known better than to trust you with simple grocery shopping." Josh paces through the living room.
"Hey, bro bro," Peter puts his arm around his brother. "You know me, I can fix this. Let me get out on the streets and I have money back for you in no time. And with groceries too!"
"Fine, but be back before sunset, otherwise I'll get sick with worry," Josh says as he gives his brother a big hug.
Table of Contents
Current Status
Bringing music to the dead
Current Location
Species
Age
46
Children
Pronouns
He/Him
Gender
Male
Eyes
Bright Azure Blue
Hair
Shoulder length hair as black as the night
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Tinted with freckles
Height
1.85cm (6'1")
Weight
78kg (172lbs)
Grocery shopping is very difficult yes :D
Aye, especially when you get easily distracted by instruments :3 xD