Oscar Trygg

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Oscar is a skinny, redheaded, white boy. He doesn’t look like much and he knows that. He isn’t muscular, very tall, broad or anything that points to strong masculine features. He wish he had, though, so he tries his best to gain muscles. He is somewhat tall, very slender, has a milky white skin with hints of freckles all over his body which are very visible during the Sunpeak months. Especially in his face. His eyes are green with hints of hazel brown. Altogether he looks like a regular boy from Sleetsphire, nothing quite remarkable.

Oscar knows how to talk. He’s learned that from a young age, especially when he became an Orphan. Oscar has always been a caretaker. When his father died in the Mines, he was left to take care of his Mother and himself and despite his very young age, he’d do anything to make that possible. See, there is where his intelligence and cunningness shines through. But there are clouds of impulsiveness and naivety that shadow his intelligence and cunningness. Oscar often speaks, acts, and reacts before he thinks. Afterward, he is left with a mess to clean by his own impulsive doings. Oscar is kind and trusting, a bit too trusting, and sees the world with joy and curiousity. He might be book-smart, but he got a lot to learn when it comes to living in this dangerous world.

His father, Erek Trygg, is his teacher. The first thing Erek taught him was to keep Dark Magic a secret. The second thing he taught him was to heal using energy and small sacrifices. Oscar became good at it very quickly. His boundless curiosity and eagerness play a big part in it.
He was taught that, as with all forms of magic, something must be given for things to happen in return. Just like his father, Oscar is able to use his own energy to heal. It might wear him out sometimes, but he’s good at it and Oscar would practice on his own as well. When things get more complex, small offerings are needed, such as small animals or other living things. Oscar assists his father from time to time, but it should always be kept secret.
Oscar is eager to learn more. He knows that his father knows how to enchant weapons, which Oscar wishes to learn too. He’s managed to get his hands on several forbidden books about the subject, so he’s trying to learn more by himself. But that's not easy to do.

See? Oscar’s name should be Oscar Colan. But he was only four years when he became an orphan. A four year old child has just started to become slightly independent. At this stage of life a child is just starting to become his own person. He’d just learned how to express his feelings. His vocabulary had just started to grow. Oscar had started to show his creativity, loved to draw and make things. He loved to learn. He was just old enough to understand what it meant that his father had died. He was also old enough to understand that he had to grow up more quickly. That it was time to take care of his mother. And Oscar did his best. He would beg for food on the streets, because his mother wasn’t able to take care of him or herself anymore. But his mother wouldn’t eat. Oscar was old enough to know that it meant that things were bad.
Oscar knew that he was scared.  And Oscar knew that his mother was dead when she lied stiff and cold in her bed.
He was still only four years old. He remained at his parental home for two more days. It was a good thing that Frostcrown was near and that they lived in Sleetsphire, because the body started to smell on the second day of his mother’s death.

And then his instincts pushed him out of the house. He managed to find a key and unlock the door. When he closed the door, he knew that he would never return. He had a loaf of old bread, a couple of his dearest toys, his drawing book, a few pencils and that was about it. What now?

He roamed the streets for a whole day. And another day. On the third day he had to find food. People ignored his presence, some would even chase him away. He’d become a stray, an orphan. And life simply wasn’t fair. He was on his own and he wouldn’t survive this way. Oscar would try his best, though. So, he would roam the streets, in search for food. He was led by his instinct to survive now. Cold and hungry he stood in front of a bakery. The smell of warm and fresh bread filled his nostrils and his stomach started to rumble. He peered inside and saw that no-one was paying attention. But what should he do? Just as he started to move inside the bakery a hand touched his shoulder. Oscar looked up and a tall man led him inside, brought him a luxurious piece of bread and that’s how he met his father, his foster Father Erek Trygg.

And so his life changed for the better. Erek Trygg had taken him home, first to figure out what to do with him. But days became weeks and before he knew it he started to call Erek Father and his wife Mother. And at some point he would be introduced as their son, Oscar Oliver Trygg. They gave him a second name and a new surname.

Life changes kept happening and Oscar went from child to teenager to young adult. At this point, he could hardly remember his biological parents. He’d pledged his loyalty to his father who was now Governor of Sleetsphire and would spend his days learning the arts of Dark Magic and all else there was to learn.

{{ 18 YEARS }}
But that didn't seem to be enough for him. He accompanied his father a lot, but he felt useless. Dark Magic wasn't something you could fully practice, for it was forbidden. As he traveled around with his father, mostly because of the family drama going on, he started to think. It never occurred to him that he could go to the university of Alderrath. There he could learn anything he would want. He managed to convince his father. He wanted to go and he wanted to go by himself so that he could prove himself to be a man. That was the dumbest idea. The last letter he'd sent to his father was a letter to let him know that he'd arrived in the city.

He'd entered the Lower Ring and there he got robbed of all his belongings. Papers showing his identity as Oscar Trygg, his money, his books, food, everything except for the clothes he was wearing. He was pushed to the ground, kicked, and left on the streets, completely lost and alone...

- Oscar was four years old when he got adopted by Erek
- Erek had another adopted son, Benji, whom he'd adopted 3 years prior
- Oscar left Ravaryn to go to Ashmoor, where he was planning to go to Alderrath University
- On his way there he got robbed in the Lower Ring, losing all his belongings and proof of his identity