Zanian Crepasseur

Zanian Crepasseur, local poet and cleric in service to Shelyn, goddess of Art, Music, Love, and Beauty, is often in the company of other artists in devout study of the craftsmanship of beautiful things either in their workshops or at the temple. Not one for rabble rousing at taverns, he avoids them, prefering to contemplate and compose in idyllic landscapes and pastoral settings. He has a naivete about the world outside of Varisia and often gets lost in his own imagination.

Zanian was born in Sandpoint and studied briefly at Windsong Abbey before being called home to attend to Phelila, his mother, a transplant from Harse, and her mysterious illness. He nursed her for almost a year before she passed. His father, Potre, also from Harse, is a modest cobbler in Sandpoint who never understood Zanian's call to higher art and beauty, but was grateful to him for caring for his mother in her last days. Potre is not very bright, but is an excellent craftsman, making shoes, saddles, satchels, and leather armor and everyone in town knows they can haggle him down in price for his work. Zanian spends every morning in the cathedral at Shelyn's shrine and many afternoons walking the Schooner Gulch Road, reciting poems of long ago and composing poems of his own.

Zanian is an only child, though when he was 10, his mother lost  Zanian's younger brother in childbirth. His name would have been Zebrond.

Appearance
Zanian has curly blonde locks and a slightly pudgy body, a kind smile, and often wears a contemplative look around his pale blue eyes. His clothing is neat, but not lavish. His hands are soft except for the callouses from where he holds his pen.

Combat
He has a simple heavy crossbow and his glaive has simple carvings of letters along the staff. Although the blade is sharp, it has gentle curves that make it look like a quill and has few points or jagged edges and is sometimes mistaken for an ornate headpiece of a staff rather than a blade.