Thormar is a young archaeologist from the University of Hulwar and has finished their studies a few years ago. They came from Pisocenia and instead going to the scholars there, they decided to learn more about the world outside of Pisocenia.
Why does one decides to leave the beautiful, dry and harsh desert of Pisocenia? Well, when you are poor, sometimes you don't have a choice and Thormar was one of the poor people. Their parents did everything they could, but everytime they got some money, something happened. And so Thormar ventured through the streets, mostly ragged and hungry, on the search for work, opportunities for a quick grab or a possibility to die. Nothing of that was sparse in the settlements in the desert and through a chain of theft, flight and stumbling they fell into the old city, basically a mix of abandoned houses and dripping pillars.
Thormar was flabbergasted by the wonders and the creatures lurking below the surface. They couldn't read the language inscribed in the pillars and some of the stone plates, so they ran back to their parents, grabbed money, food and clothes, saying a hasty goodbye before anyone could hold them back and they took the first Sandwalker Sledge out of the desert.
Life at the University
After a long and exhausting journey where they learned a lot of life and basic knowledge, Thormar arrived at the University. They passed the test and could muster the fee for admission and a new life began.
That they were non-binary and sometimes dressed more male or female was no problem, it didn't stir anything which was strange enough, because more often back home they were beaten for it. But not at the University, not at this place of learning. They even had a short relationship with an elf. Both sides of said elf and Thormar felt as finally someone understood them!
Friendship with Gavín & Daena
They were most of a study group at the beginning, but not before long they started to hang out more often, getting giggly drunk, sharing knowledge and some secrets and getting into serious trouble when they started to try new rituals or opening locked doors in the Underground of the University. Which was a deadly idea and they never did it again.
"We need more powerful spells for that." said Thormar grinning.
"Agreed." nodded Gavín.
"I'll get us some." snickered Daena and laid a finger on her lips. "Our little secret..."
Later on they started to learn for their exams and passed them. Daena married Gavín not long after and ventured on her own, while Gavín and Thormar studied different things and finally started to dig into the history of the bloodmages of the Longardir. Their capital of Oldrir had a strange fascination on both of them...
Thormar is a quiet person. Not that they are shy or anything, they don't like to talk more than necessary. They are more of a listener, a good reader with a keen eye for details or patterns and a sensitive lover.
Silent waters are deep and they know a lot of things, even in magic areas. They can't use magic on their own, but knowledge is never useless. So they carry at least two books with them, accompanied by two quills and three small inkjars.