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Osimir lives with his husband up in the far north and sells rare items he makes and scavenges for fish. He is gruffly affectionate with those he considers his friends but expresses it in unusual ways: wanting to spar to make sure they can defend themselves, for example. He is especially like this with Daedra, who he considers his enormous son. He and his husband are considering adoption. 

Osimir used to be a hardened fisher and hunter, wise in the ways of the arctic winter and proudly exploring with his mount, a Rysgelo he simply called, "Rist". He met his husband while hunting, as well as made friends along the way. Then, one day, he strayed too close to the deeper edges of the ocean. His mount was killed and eaten, and he barely got away, his arm and pride gone. 

He took a long time to heal and even now grows a haunted look in his eye if he gets too close to any body of water larger than a bathtub. No one knows what attacked him. 

Surely no monster could be that big?