Caldor Lefwid is a Chijin Master Healer, mostly known for his medical and political presence throughout La’reen and the North. As one of the oldest characters I have created, I wasn’t sure what voice to give him. It was upon writing where this old sage came up with his own voice – one that is at times blunt and condescending but at the same time endearing. His pass times consist of reading and educating others in his interests. He loves scouting out potential and watching it blossom. He doesn’t like people who are lazy, and those who are too lazy to speak correctly.
He will not hesitate to correct you.
If you say gonna instead of going to or yeah instead of yes, Caldor will correct you. It annoys him to no end hearing lazy conversations. He also doesn’t like contractions either, believing that if you have enough time to stop and speak there is no point in shortening your words. That is why he usually speaks without contracts unless he is panicked or extremely upset.
He also doesn’t like boring questions.
Don’t ask him how the weather is. Don’t ask him how he is doing. He will just roll his eyes at you and reply with a sarcastic answer, or scoff. He will not say hello to you, but instead say ‘Good Day’. This is his way of prodding for an answer and he will analyse what you say to approach the conversation with you accordingly. If you wish to get on this sage’s good side ask him about his travels time in La’reen, recent publications from Calin, or his adventures to the South. Ask him about his discovery of the Florapeck Blue Cap Mushroom in the caves of Calin, or his experiences learning about Black Creep with the Fellowship of Flesh. There is no shutting him up if you bring up questions about other cultures, or historical events. Believe me… may characters have tried.
He is also not one that will openly show you affection. Regular human emotion confuses him, so don’t expect a hug or a supportive ‘it will be okay’. If you have an issue and go to Caldor for an answer, he will find you a book to solve the problem. Unless it is a medical issue… then he’ll poke and prod you until he figures out what you have.
As a Chijin in origin, Caldor isn’t much taller than 4’5. (Imagine a mix of half-ling/ dwarf).
His hair is long and balding at the top which he mostly hides with the hood of his robe when out in public. His hair is a mix of grey, white and black; as is his beard. His beard is long enough to tuck into the belt of his robe, which he twists to keep from tangling with his hair.
His eyes are hazel and he wears small glasses to assist in reading. The glasses are chipped and sit on a angle due to being put through years of abuse.
Around his grey robe, that rests on the ground hiding his woolen socks and sandals (such a trend setter), is a braided leather belt and a notebook. A pencil hangs from a string around his neck, so he is always ready to take notes.
His eyes wrinkle when he smiles, as do the corners of his mouth.
His eyebrows are like two large, black caterpillars, while his nose is slightly crooked (to the right) from breaking it when he was young. Apparently his father hit him across the face with a textbook when Caldor refused to put it down to help his father with that mornings catch…
None to speak of, according to him. His father was an abusive drunk which made Caldor’s earlier years hard. His mother was the one that supported his passion for reading and learning, protecting him from most of the abuse. His older brother Cavin left home when Caldor was twelve but worked with their father on the docks in Fish Bank.
Caldor never had interest in becoming a fisherman like his family and always saw himself in the university of Calin.
His father would try to break his spirits by destroying his books or telling him he was nothing – which only made Caldor more determined to reach his goal.
One day Caldor stepped into the middle of his father’s abusive rampage against his mother, and was cracked across the face with a iron pan. He told his brother of what happened, and his brother said he would take care of it. Later that night Caldor awoke to shouting by the docks where he witnessed his brother murder his father, dumping the body into the ocean. Filled with guilt but also a sudden wave of relief, Caldor left home the next evening to head to Calin. He wanted to forget about his past and start the life he always wanted in the large Chijin city in the East. He was sixteen.
Things in Calin started off rough. He took classes at the university and worked as a net maker in the docks of the city for extra money. It was Stelo – a head professor of botany – that saw his potential and took the young Caldor under wing. Caldor worked hard to prove to Stelo that it wasn’t a mistake to give him a chance. He spent the next years buried in his work until he met a Chijin woman, named Sara. They courted for some time but Caldor chose his love for his research over the love of a woman. Sara left shortly after for Derm, making Caldor leave for the South. He spent several years studying medicine in the Glass Tower of La’reen, which sent him travelling around Gaitan to study medicinal practices from specialist across the land. At the age of thirty Caldor gained the title Master Healer.
Free from having to study to gain recognition in his field, Caldor travelled around Gaitan – this time for his own pleasure – learning everything and anything he could about disease and ethnobotany. He published several books used in the university of La’reen, in regards to proper sutures and types of infections. It was upon his publication of his book called, The Mysteries of the Flesh, a book about the strange skin disease (Black Creep) only found within the South, that the King of the North called on him for a more personal matter.
Once arriving in Derm, Caldor was quickly appointed head physician to the King and was instructed to be the Queen’s personal caretaker. Unfortunately there was nothing Caldor was able to do for Queen Azti, as she passed away giving birth to the King’s son. Caldor’s task wasn’t finished though, as it turned out the prince was suffering from his own mysterious sickness. Intrigued by the situation, Caldor took curing the prince as a challenge. No one had been able to cure the late Queen of her illness, but there was hope for the prince.
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