Ech

Name: Ech

Gender: Male

Relationship: None

Sexuality: Some flavor of queer

Age: Considered to be in late to mid 30s

Birthday: August 12th

Species: Omen

Personality: Skittish, a bit on the cautious side and tends to hide a lot. Ech doesn't like to be out and about and the only time he'll expose himself is at night, unless underground. Finds safety in hiding from people, not out of fear or real prosecution, but people don't take to kindly to creatures like him. Is a bit of a mischievous and tends to make fun of the more aristocratic and royal members of the Lands Between. Doesn't mean any real harm but he likes his laughs. Likes Leyndell's sewers and occasionally will explore the Subterranean Shunning Grounds but he doesn't like to go too far down there as something makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand and Ech is good out here, thank you very much. Likes to gossip with people who buys his wares from him and drop little tidbits of his own personal theories about more mysterious main figure sin The Lands Between. Is curious to who the Veiled Monarch is and will comment on it to anyone who brings him up, but doesn't care enough to figure it out himself. Thinks Margit is really cool and an inspiration, but is too nervous to go talk to the Fell Omen himself.

Story: Ech was born in Leyndell and had survived getting his horns removed as an infant. During the Shattering, Ech hid underground during the fighting and took a great liking to Margit when he learned that he defended the city against Radahn. Ech now currently still lives in Leyndell, selling weird items to those with friendly faces that wander into his corner under the city.