About Sorin Nicusor
SORIN NICUSOR CR 2
Sorin stands at a solid 6'2". Both his eyes and his hair are golden blonde. He has the dusky skin tone common to most Varisians. He is clean shaven though he never actually shaves. He has never been able to grow facial hair.
Sorin is the son of Ikursa Nicusor by his second wife (now deceased). He had two older half-brothers froms Ikursa’s first wife. They were quite a bit older than Sorin and both were committed to becoming great warriors. They left home almost ten years ago and haven’t been heard from since. His brothers had paid little attention to him so Sorin focused his attention, whenever he could, on Ameiko.
Ikursa was sort of Sandpoint’s odd-job man; sometimes doing carpentry one day, mending sales the next, or helping out at the local tavern. Sorin would often help though he had little skill for such work and it often made him restless. But Sandpoint has been through some rough times and he knew he had to do whatever he could to help. Ikursa often worried about his son as he knew Sorin didn’t really have the skill to join the most common respectable trades around town. He was happy to see sorin hanging around Ameiko, as her family was very important, but sometimes worried that Ameiko’s attitude didn’t seem much more focused than Sorin’s.
Sorin’s epiphany came at the Swallowtail Festival many years ago where a half-elven lass sang a wondrous tune (she was actually a Cleric/Bard of Shelyn though Sorin didn’t know that at the time). Sorin was completely entranced; he had never heard anything like it (admittedly, he wasn’t exactly very wordly). After the performance, he begged her to teach him to sing. Laughing merrily, she agreed to teach him a few simple songs. He was able to recite them back, in quite a good voice, after only one hearing. His fingers proved nimble enough to show promise with the wind instruments even though he had never shown any great manual dexterity before.
Excited, he ran to show his father what he could do. Ikursa was startled but pleased. He never even remotely imagined Sorin as an entertainer but any skill was better than none. This was not to be however. When the festival ended, the half-elf asked point blank if he wanted to come with her and learn the ways of Shelyn. Sorin agreed immediately, despite having only a vague notion of who Shelyn was. But it felt right; more right than anything had ever felt before and so he packed his few belongings and left; though it was a bitter blow to leave Ameiko. He actually apologized to her for leaving which she just laughed it off saying that anything that could get Sorin this excited must be important. His father was sad to see his last son move away but if some goddess had really chosen his son, then who was he to question it?
Ikursa passed away a couple of years back, and Sorin returned home shortly after. He was delighted to see Ameiko again though a bit surprised to learn that she had adventured briefly and was now in charge at the tavern. Sorin begged her to teach him her language so he could sing songs other than the common and Varisian songs he had heard all his life and she agreed; he’s even filled in as a singer at the tavern when the need arose and would spend most of his evening there. Apart from the benefit of getting to be around Ameiko, even when he wasn’t performing he would ask others to teach him songs and music, all of which is a testament to Shelyn.
Sandpoint had seen a lot of unhappiness and ugliness in the past and he wanted to do his best to change that but the next crisis that came was solved without him playing any part. Though he is dedicated to Shelyn and honors his paladin code he knows little of other faiths and he’s never really been confronted with the ugliness and evil that exists in the world. He knows it’s out there of course but he’s never had to test himself against it. He’s begun to see this as a weakness and wonders if he could serve Shelyn better outside of Sandpoint (though leaving Ameiko again would be hard). When he learned that Ameiko would be going on an expedition, and to her native homeland no less, Sorin leapt at the opportunity. This is his chance to finally test himself as well as protect Ameiko.
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