Evgenis Voúkeros - Revision history

DB at 16:08, 15 August 2025

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	This huge Minotaur is a charismatic caravan helper. He’s handsome, tall and rolling with muscle.~~</br>~~		This huge Minotaur is a charismatic caravan helper. He’s handsome, tall and rolling with muscle. His powerful physique can be imposing, but he’s not all muscle. It’s a kind man who fought his way through many hardship. He’s always ready to help someone in need and will go through all layers of Hell and back for his friends.
	His powerful physique can be imposing, but he’s not all muscle. It’s a kind man who fought his way through many hardship.~~</br>~~
	He’s always ready to help someone in need and will go through all layers of Hell and back for his friends.~~</br>~~		His tales and jokes always entertained [[Dauphine Tirfelya\|Dauphine]] and she made sure to be around the central square when the caravan arrived to see if he was there. Caravans usually stayed one or two days and she’d join the caravan people in the tavern at night to listen to their stories and in particular get fooled by the Minotaurs party tricks. On occasion he’d join her on a mushroom hunt, and watch her cook up a feast of foraged mushrooms and plants which they’d eat by the fire.
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	His tales and jokes always entertained [[Dauphine Tirfelya\|Dauphine]] and she made sure to be around the central square when the caravan arrived to see if he was there.		Lately he carried a gemshorn he was learning to play. The other caravan members weren’t that charmed of his loud instrument and his lack of skill meant the caravan was being accompanied by unhinged sounds. As it happens, the caravan has been less approached by shady characters. But the crew would rather fight of some bandits than travel with a constant sense of panic. Dauphine would entertain his efforts however, helping him with a silver flute she would borrow from her mother.
	~~</br>~~Caravans usually stayed one or two days and she’d join the caravan people in the tavern at night to listen to their stories and in particular get fooled by the Minotaurs party tricks. ~~</br>~~
	On occasion he’d join her on a mushroom hunt, and watch her cook up a feast of foraged mushrooms and plants which they’d eat by the fire.~~</br>~~		Dauphine has taught him to make acorn ‘coffee’. Which, if you know coffee does not resemble coffee. But Dauphine doesn’t know better so she calls it coffee due to the resemblance in color and texture.
	Lately he carried a gemshorn he was learning to play.
	The other caravan members weren’t that charmed of his loud instrument and his lack of skill meant the caravan was being accompanied by unhinged sounds. As it happens, the caravan has been less approached by shady characters. But the crew would rather fight of some bandits than travel with a constant sense of panic.~~</br>~~		Eventually Evgenis stopped traveling with the caravan. But his story didn’t end there. He managed to learn to play the gemshorn and decided to quit the caravan and follow his hear as entertainer and musician. He wanted to try his luck in [[Stjordvik]]. Going from tavern to tavern he has moderate success. He plays his gemshorn at a moderate level to give the taverns visitors the ability to talk. But as a result they are often captivated in silence.
	Dauphine would entertain his efforts however, helping him with a silver flute she would borrow from her mother.~~</br>~~
	~~</br>~~		The coin he made was never more than to keep afloat, but at least he did something he loved. In the past he would be hired for his muscle, his towering physique and wide chest imposes friend and foe. No sane burglar would want to be on the receiving end of those horns. Now, those horns are adorned with colorful knitted or crocheted socks and pompoms made by fans that used his wide chest as a pillow.
	Dauphine has taught him to make acorn ‘coffee’. Which, if you know coffee does not resemble coffee. But Dauphine doesn’t know better so she calls it coffee due to the resemblance in ~~colour~~ and texture.~~</br>~~
	~~</br>~~		His whereabouts are here or there. While his passion is his horn, whispers say he’s taken the odd muscle job on the side.<br>
	Eventually Evgenis stopped ~~travelling~~ with the caravan. But his story didn’t end there.~~</br>~~
	~~</br>~~
	He managed to learn to play the ~~Gemshorn~~ and decided to quit the ~~carvan~~ and follow his hear as entertainer and musician.~~</br>~~He wanted to try his luck in Stjordvik. Going from tavern to tavern he has moderate success. He plays his gemshorn at a moderate level to give the taverns visitors the ability to talk.~~</br>~~
	But as a result they are often captivated in silence.~~</br>~~
	~~</br>~~
	The coin he made was never more than to keep afloat, but at least he did something he loved. ~~</br>~~
	In the past he would be hired for his muscle, his towering physique and wide chest imposes friend and foe.~~</br>~~
	No sane burglar would want to be on the receiving end of those horns.~~</br>~~
	Now, those horns are adorned with ~~colourful~~ knitted or crocheted socks and pompoms made by fans that used his wide chest as a pillow.~~</br>~~
	His whereabouts are here or there. While his passion is his horn, whispers say he’s taken the odd muscle job on the side.</br>
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Harm at 14:51, 31 July 2025

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	His tales and jokes always entertained [[Dauphine Tirfelya\|Dauphine]] and she made sure to be around the central square when the caravan arrived to see if he was there.		His tales and jokes always entertained [[Dauphine Tirfelya\|Dauphine]] and she made sure to be around the central square when the caravan arrived to see if he was there.
	</br>Caravans usually stayed one or two days and she’d join the caravan people in the tavern at night to listen to their stories and in particular get fooled by the Minotaurs party tricks. </br>		</br>Caravans usually stayed one or two days and she’d join the caravan people in the tavern at night to listen to their stories and in particular get fooled by the Minotaurs party tricks. </br>
	On occasion he’d join her on a mushroom hunt, and watch her cook up a feast of foraged mushrooms and plants which they’d eat by the fire. Lately he carried a gemshorn he was learning to play.		On occasion he’d join her on a mushroom hunt, and watch her cook up a feast of foraged mushrooms and plants which they’d eat by the fire.</br>
			Lately he carried a gemshorn he was learning to play.
	The other caravan members weren’t that charmed of his loud instrument and his lack of skill meant the caravan was being accompanied by unhinged sounds. As it happens, the caravan has been less approached by shady characters. But the crew would rather fight of some bandits than travel with a constant sense of panic.</br>		The other caravan members weren’t that charmed of his loud instrument and his lack of skill meant the caravan was being accompanied by unhinged sounds. As it happens, the caravan has been less approached by shady characters. But the crew would rather fight of some bandits than travel with a constant sense of panic.</br>
	Dauphine would entertain his efforts however, helping him with a silver flute she would borrow from her mother.</br>		Dauphine would entertain his efforts however, helping him with a silver flute she would borrow from her mother.</br>
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	Dauphine has taught him to make acorn ‘coffee’. Which, if you know coffee does not resemble coffee. But Dauphine doesn’t know better so she calls it coffee due to the resemblance in colour and texture.</br>		Dauphine has taught him to make acorn ‘coffee’. Which, if you know coffee does not resemble coffee. But Dauphine doesn’t know better so she calls it coffee due to the resemblance in colour and texture.</br>
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	Eventually Evgenis stopped ~~travellening~~ with the caravan. But his story didn’t end there.</br>		Eventually Evgenis stopped travelling with the caravan. But his story didn’t end there.</br>
	</br>		</br>
	He managed to learn to play the Gemshorn and decided to quit the carvan and follow his hear as entertainer and musician. He wanted to try his luck in Stjordvik. Going from tavern to tavern he ~~had~~ moderate success. </br>		He managed to learn to play the Gemshorn and decided to quit the carvan and follow his hear as entertainer and musician.</br>He wanted to try his luck in Stjordvik. Going from tavern to tavern he has moderate success. He plays his gemshorn at a moderate level to give the taverns visitors the ability to talk.</br>
			But as a result they are often captivated in silence.</br>
			</br>
	The coin he made was never more than to keep afloat, but at least he did something he loved. </br>		The coin he made was never more than to keep afloat, but at least he did something he loved. </br>
	In the past he would be hired for his muscle, his towering physique and wide chest imposes friend and foe. No sane burglar would want to be on the receiving end of those horns.</br>		In the past he would be hired for his muscle, his towering physique and wide chest imposes friend and foe.</br>
	Now, those horns are adorned with colourful knitted or crocheted socks and ~~pomoms~~ made by fans that used his wide chest as a pillow.</br>		No sane burglar would want to be on the receiving end of those horns.</br>
			Now, those horns are adorned with colourful knitted or crocheted socks and pompoms made by fans that used his wide chest as a pillow.</br>
	His whereabouts are here or there. While his passion is his horn, whispers say he’s taken the odd muscle job on the side.</br>		His whereabouts are here or there. While his passion is his horn, whispers say he’s taken the odd muscle job on the side.</br>
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Harm at 12:04, 28 July 2025

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	Now, those horns are adorned with colourful knitted or crocheted socks and pomoms made by fans that used his wide chest as a pillow.</br>		Now, those horns are adorned with colourful knitted or crocheted socks and pomoms made by fans that used his wide chest as a pillow.</br>
	His whereabouts are here or there. While his passion is his horn, whispers say he’s taken the odd muscle job on the side.</br>		His whereabouts are here or there. While his passion is his horn, whispers say he’s taken the odd muscle job on the side.</br>
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This huge Minotaur is a charismatic caravan helper. He’s handsome, tall and rolling with muscle.
His powerful physique can be imposing, but he’s not all muscle. It’s a kind man who fought his way through many hardship.
He’s always ready to help someone in need and will go through all layers of Hell and back for his friends.

His tales and jokes always entertained [[Dauphine Tirfelya|Dauphine]] and she made sure to be around the central square when the caravan arrived to see if he was there.
Caravans usually stayed one or two days and she’d join the caravan people in the tavern at night to listen to their stories and in particular get fooled by the Minotaurs party tricks. 
On occasion he’d join her on a mushroom hunt, and watch her cook up a feast of foraged mushrooms and plants which they’d eat by the fire. Lately he carried a gemshorn he was learning to play.
The other caravan members weren’t that charmed of his loud instrument and his lack of skill meant the caravan was being accompanied by unhinged sounds. As it happens, the caravan has been less approached by shady characters. But the crew would rather fight of some bandits than travel with a constant sense of panic.
Dauphine would entertain his efforts however, helping him with a silver flute she would borrow from her mother.

Dauphine has taught him to make acorn ‘coffee’. Which, if you know coffee does not resemble coffee. But Dauphine doesn’t know better so she calls it coffee due to the resemblance in colour and texture.

Eventually Evgenis stopped travellening with the caravan. But his story didn’t end there.

He managed to learn to play the Gemshorn and decided to quit the carvan and follow his hear as entertainer and musician. He wanted to try his luck in Stjordvik. Going from tavern to tavern he had moderate success. 
The coin he made was never more than to keep afloat, but at least he did something he loved. 
In the past he would be hired for his muscle, his towering physique and wide chest imposes friend and foe. No sane burglar would want to be on the receiving end of those horns.
Now, those horns are adorned with colourful knitted or crocheted socks and pomoms made by fans that used his wide chest as a pillow.
His whereabouts are here or there. While his passion is his horn, whispers say he’s taken the odd muscle job on the side.