Cernos' Chronicle Scroll

Name: Cernos, but also instinctively responds to "thrall" or "hjǫrtr"
Meaning: Cernos is a bastardization of Cernunos - roughly - The Horned God. Likewise, thrall denotes serfdom or enslavement, while hjǫrtr, translates roughly to stag.
Species: Stag
Gender: Male
Relationship Status: Single, and very shy. Slow to trust - slower to open up.

Biography:

Cernos was born to human parents, but he does not remember them, his first, hazy memories are of a cool cave, robed figures, sweet smelling smoke and a general feeling of peace. His first clear memory, is the shattering of that tranquility. Large bearded men dragging him out and onto a ship, of bodies in the surf and on the grass. The red of blood, the calling of a name he no longer recalls. He still dreams of that moment some nights, waking, muscles tight and ready to run.

Cernos spent the majority of his life as a thrall of three Jarls. The first gave him to the local woodsman and carpenter, and he learned to harvest wood, to work and shape it into furniture, instruments and ships. He managed to keep a small wooden panpipe he made, and plays it when he feels alone.

When the holdings of his first Jarl were taken, Cernos soon learned that not all Jarls saw him as a simple thrall. His second Jarl was quick to teach him another use of an axe, pitting him against his retinue - and other beasts - in a rough dirt arena. Cernos despised his time under that Jarl, and refuses to remove his long sleeved, padded tunic or gloves in the presence of anyone - lest he have to explain his many scars, and relive the pain.

When his second Jarl grew tired if the bloodsport, he was sold to a third, who caged the now teenaged stag and traveled East, to sell him to Northland merchants, they took their novelty further east, to the lands of taiga, tundra, and evergreen forests. He was to be sold as a hunting novelty to tribal lords. It would be the end of his painful existence; potentially.

Until he was saved by the squirrel - but that is a story for another day…

He wandered for awhile in the hinterlands, before finding a place to make a hut in secret. He did not know when his second decade passed him by, only that his best chance was to remain hidden, and so hidden he remained, crafting a ship that he hoped would one day bring him back to the lands he knew.

He was saved from this error, when the squirrel found him once more, and guided him to a place where he might find some semblance of peace. It was there he found his Spirit, who named him Cernos - and so he settled into the camp, to do what good he could, and repay his life-debt to his friend, the squirrel…

Plots:
He has none at current - but probably more friends beyond his Squirrelfriend.

Playlist:
Nothing's struck me yet.

Relationships:


Squirrelfriend - He owes her a life-debt. He will not think twice in regards to aiding her or putting himself in harms way if it ensures her safety.

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