Jagr Hawke

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Name: Jagr Hawke
Age: 35
Race: Kahjiit
Flair: Jagr wears red tribal face paint to represent his nomadic tribe of the north. He is playful and a risk taker and has a thirst for knowledge when it comes to the magical arts.
Rumors: Rumored to be an outlaw and a bit of a gambler. He has been seen in the company of a Bosmer female in Riverhold. He is wanted for the murder of Elsapeth Thianti. Has some distrust of the Altmer. His favorite dish is Elseweyr Fondue. And he is known to worship Khenarthi Goddess of the Winds. He believes the Veiled Heritance is the source of his misery.

Background: Jagr is from a northern nomadic tribe near Riverhold. There he focused and attuned himself with dark magic as he seemed to have a natural affinity. Under the tutelage of his father Tyren, Jagr was well on his way to becoming a master. His traveling companion and lover Elsapeth had many great adventures together, until the two of them ventured into Riverhold for a night on the town. After they had consumed much wine and Skooma they retired at the local inn. They made passionate love that night and as Elsepeth was drifting off into a slumber, Jagr slipped out into the night to gaze at the moon and fetch more wine. An altmer who Jagr could not distinguish in the dark, approached him and slated words of hate. Jagr was very content at the moment and happy, there was nothing anyone could say to upset him. Jagr quickly dismissed the altmer and proceeded to fetch his wine. As the two passed each other the wind picked up and revealed the altmer’s face from behind his hood. Jagr could make out a scared face as if it was once clawed. Jagr entered the inn and returned quietly up the stairs to his room with a fresh bottle of wine. Jagr set the bottle on the nightstand and slowly drew back the covers, only to reveal that his lover had been slain. Her throat was cut and she lay in a pool of her own blood. Jagr was in shock, he cried out and almost instantaneously the sound of armed men could be heard coming up the stairs. They burst through the door and Jagr quickly darted for the window and leapt out into the streets. The response time of the militia was too quick and then Jagr thought of the altmer with the scared face. He was set up but didn’t know the reason why. Years passed by, now on the run, he kept to himself and investigated when he could.

Great sheet. Will make you a full member in the game. :)

@RoughneckG, Great Sheet!