'Wren'

## Origin/Backstory.

As one might expect, there's countless worlds in what seems to be a never-ending universe. Which only got bigger and more numerous once discoveries of other realities became common place. As far as 'Wren' can tell, he arrived from one of those alternate realities, one that would be ...somewhat similar to Darklands is rather similar to the one he hailed from but with...far more noticeable differences. Like the lack of a third dimension, in this case, literally.

## 'Wren'.

### Affiliation

Slightly leaning towards Blackscale Claimants, otherwise, mostly Independent.

## Physical Description

### Species

Human. Occasionally Avian. The Darklands are...odd.

## Real World Information

### Username

superjwren329

To keep things brief, 'Wren' was a hapless traveler when he first found himself in Ertarir, confused, inexperienced and to begin with, a helpful...if rather cryptic and suspicious individual that humbly introduced themselves as Andrew or if they were feeling somewhat arrogant, 'The Guide'. Quickly learning that venturing out in the night was a fool's errand if poorly prepared, between constant exploration, gathering what resources they could and braving the night while 'The Guide' somehow seemed to organize and make their limited resources go further, a pair of rundown shacks eventually turned into a small, if rather lively village.

Granted, things weren't peaceful as the more people that joined and stronger equipment gathered, the monsters and horrors whether in the night, islands in the sky, underworld or the land full of rainbow and sparkles...all of them seemed to keep pace. Death...wasn't exactly the end though. If anything, it was more of a rather painful inconvenience.

...The exception to that was when some monstrosity from beyond the stars was summoned after one of the more reckless villagers decided to draw the ire of hooded figures outside the dungeon near the edge of the world. Whatever it was, they summoned...'Wren' and those who remained in the village were blindsided by the horror and swiftly overwhelmed. After that, 'Wren' eventually woke up in the Darklands much like when he found himself in Ertarir, face-down on the ground, lost and confused at the world he found himself in.

## Personality

All things considered, aside from worrying about the people and world that he was forced to leave behind, 'Wren' tends to have a rather positive attitude towards anything the world may throw his way and showing a surprising amount of confidence and bravery when it comes to the unknown. That isn't to say he's reckless, however. Death isn't exactly a pleasant experience and doesn't want to find out if it's some enchantment or some other sort of magic that might eventually wear off, so he'll typically try to be cautious and if worse comes to worse, beat a hasty retreat if he's alone and outmatched.

He has a tendency to try and keep notes and a record of everything and worries about forgetting important things. Granted, while most of his memories from Ertarir remain intact, everything before arriving there...is a complete beyond glimpses of a creature similar to the one that sent him to the Darklands.

And as long as others don't try to kill him they moment they lay eyes on him, 'Wren' is pretty friendly and civil, helping out where he can.

## Other Notes/Assorted Trivia.

After an accidental discovery with a Workbench where a single iron sword ended up causing an explosion of diamonds, bonemeal and arrows that seemed to constantly double in number, which eventually caused countless backpacks and their contents to perfectly duplicate themselves without end, 'Wren' is forbidden from being near a workbench lest he accidentally cause some other reality-warping incident with far more catastrophic results.

By extension, after brewing potions capable of granting fellow Darklanders wings capable of flight, a distortion caused by such a discovery promptly erased all potions and memory of how to make them from existence, surely to the chagrin of many. He isn't permitted to use a brewing stand without supervision.