So John is going to be of mixed heritage--one quarter wood elf. His human father married a halfblooded woman raised by her elvish kin, but John himself was born in Pumpkin Hollow. His parents...did not get along, and when John's mother died young he bore the brunt of his father's excessive drinking and intolerance of elvish culture, as John was close to and favored his mom a great deal.
The second John was old enough to get away, he left Marrow Isle and didn't return until he was in his late twenties--and that only came to light when reports of a man living half wild in the forest came to light.
No one's sure what happened, as he won't talk about it. The few he's spoken to at length (which isn't much) know he left to live among some wood elves in the Islewood, and returned because he was no longer welcome. Local physicians have seen the brutal scars whose origins he won't discuss, marring his chest and his back. Early on after his presence came to light, rare trips into town made others wary of him--at his best, he was odd, at his worst he was known to draw a weapon in a visceral reaction of fear if you got too close or if a loud noise occurred outside his field of vision.
These days, age seems to have mellowed him some. He lives in a little shack of his own construction instead of the treetops, comes into town more often, and though still very much known as the wildman living in the woods, he's also appreciated by the locals for his ability to find lost travelers, killing predators that bother the local farmers, and providing fresh game to those in need during lean winters.
In the last few years, too, John has become less skittish about human contact. He's not comfortable with it, but doesn't react with fear. Does it have something to do with the dreamcatcher he's been seen wearing when he comes into town? Who knows?
...but still be careful of those loud noises, though. Does NOT like those.
John Rambo, Still A Commando, Sort Of
The second John was old enough to get away, he left Marrow Isle and didn't return until he was in his late twenties--and that only came to light when reports of a man living half wild in the forest came to light.
No one's sure what happened, as he won't talk about it. The few he's spoken to at length (which isn't much) know he left to live among some wood elves in the Islewood, and returned because he was no longer welcome. Local physicians have seen the brutal scars whose origins he won't discuss, marring his chest and his back. Early on after his presence came to light, rare trips into town made others wary of him--at his best, he was odd, at his worst he was known to draw a weapon in a visceral reaction of fear if you got too close or if a loud noise occurred outside his field of vision.
These days, age seems to have mellowed him some. He lives in a little shack of his own construction instead of the treetops, comes into town more often, and though still very much known as the wildman living in the woods, he's also appreciated by the locals for his ability to find lost travelers, killing predators that bother the local farmers, and providing fresh game to those in need during lean winters.
In the last few years, too, John has become less skittish about human contact. He's not comfortable with it, but doesn't react with fear. Does it have something to do with the dreamcatcher he's been seen wearing when he comes into town? Who knows?
...but still be careful of those loud noises, though. Does NOT like those.