Corrin Deephallow

Corrin Deephallow

Fairweather Vale

Race:	Halfling
Pronouns:	he/him
DOB:	July 19
Height:	3' 6"

Corrin Deephallow is one of the Lighthouse Inspectorz. His animal companion is Ro the panther.

Corrin is the eldest of many brothers and sisters, but he’s the eldest by quite a lot. His parents had him when they were very young and not very well-off, and his second-eldest sibling is about 10 years younger than him. Since his parents were still establishing themselves in their trade, young Corrin was often watched over by his grandfather (when he wasn’t mysteriously away). Corrin didn’t mind this as his grandfather treated him as an equal, even at a very young age. He taught him many skills that Corrin found fascinating (not in the least of which was the bow) and told him stories (which Corrin now realizes were thinly veiled allegories of his own adventures involving Allynlear, Draefendi, and the rest). This was far preferable to when his grandfather would leave mysteriously in the night, and Corrin would have to be watched over by the kind & well-meaning but notoriously boring widow next door (although he did really enjoy playing with her many, many cats).

As he got older, Corrin had 2 very close friendships, and he was rarely seen without Fenir and Risha by his side, playing at adventuring and generally causing havoc in their town with the miniature bow that his grandfather had brought home for him from one of his trips. Corrin soon began to notice that his grandfather was returning for less and less time, with more scars and seeming much more weary. Whenever he asked what was wrong his grandfather would always reply with another more fantastical story, and this is when Corrin started to realize that they weren’t necessarily fictional. But his siblings were being born by this time, and Corrin was typically too busy helping with them and with their family’s work to dwell too much on fairy stories.

Until one day when his grandfather didn’t return. Corrin’s mother had been the one to answer the door when the traveler showed up with his grandfather’s bow, and explained that he had been given a rather astronomical amount of gold to make sure it found its way back and into Corrin’s hands. She didn't realize that he was close enough to hear, and when she dried her eyes and hung the bow above the mantelpiece, telling him that it wasn’t to be taken down, he didn’t argue. But he also couldn’t go back to his old life. He set out one day to find his grandfather, leaving a note in the bow’s place, only to realize that while he was well-prepared for a life of adventuring in some aspects, he was woefully unprepared in others. He could shoot a rabbit through the eye at 40 paces, but he couldn’t make a fire. (He had been far more interested in his grandfather’s more interesting and exciting lessons, never thinking he would actually need the more practical ones).

Ro found him while he was hunting. He smelled the game that Corrin had brought down, but, shivering and hungry, hadn’t been able to start a fire to cook. He kept him warm that night on the road, leading him to a camp the next day where he was graciously fed and taught the basics of fire-making, but Ro was unwilling to leave his side.