ElgloboJul 17, 2015Jul 17, 2015 at 11:44 PM
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ESO @account: Elglobo
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Name: Tiberius Faust
Age:30
Race: Imperial
Flair: Deep scar across face due to a rather large argument with commanding officer. Majestic beard well kept with the help of essential oils and care.
Rumours: Was rumoured to have stolen a horse while intoxicated by skooma (4 years clean) and rode off into the sunset screaming he's an Ayleid warrior queen.
Likes:
-Drinking Ale....only ale
-Sleeping
-Fishing
-Eating, a lot
Dislikes:
-Idle chit chat
-Crowds
-Wine
-Bureaucrat's
Strengths:
-Handy with a multitude of blades
-Superior drinking ability
-Keen knitter
-Impeccable facial hair
-Can easily blend in with any crowd
Weaknesses:
-Superior Drinking ability
-Introverted some what
-Does not get along well with Authority figures on occasion
-Disbelief in the war effort regardless of faction
-May be narcoleptic
Tiberius is cool calm but not collected. Usually spotted in the back of a tavern his drinking has got him into trouble more times than he count. He's not usually the type to hang around long and as a result does not usually believe in friends or even loved ones. Though through all his problems and misgiving he remains pure of heart and will always be willing to help those in need, even at the expense of his own life....or drinking coin.
Background: Disenchanted with the rise of Tiber Septim, Tiberius left his post never to return. Constantly hunted for desertion he has had to learn new skills and forget old habits in order to blend in and become a distant memory of his his former self. Yet the one thing that remained is his overwhelming willingness to help others in need.
First starting out helping any one and everyone who needed it, he quickly discovered being a good samaritan doesn't pay the bills (or more to the point the pub tabs). He decided to become a mercenary but on more than one occasion he discovered his morals would get in the way of a good pay day. With this in mind the new business model would be "rip off the rich in order to help the poor....and drink more ale".
Now usually spotted in the back of a tavern mumbling incoherent rants, he still remains an amazing force of good throughout Tamriel for those who seek help.
image no longer hosted — http://i809.photobucket.com/albums/zz17/elglobo/Character_zpsrruwr9xu.jpg[/img]Name: Tiberius Faust
Age:30
Race: Imperial
Flair: Deep scar across face due to a rather large argument with commanding officer. Majestic beard well kept with the help of essential oils and care.
Rumours: Was rumoured to have stolen a horse while intoxicated by skooma (4 years clean) and rode off into the sunset screaming he's an Ayleid warrior queen.
Likes:
-Drinking Ale....only ale
-Sleeping
-Fishing
-Eating, a lot
Dislikes:
-Idle chit chat
-Crowds
-Wine
-Bureaucrat's
Strengths:
-Handy with a multitude of blades
-Superior drinking ability
-Keen knitter
-Impeccable facial hair
-Can easily blend in with any crowd
Weaknesses:
-Superior Drinking ability
-Introverted some what
-Does not get along well with Authority figures on occasion
-Disbelief in the war effort regardless of faction
-May be narcoleptic
Tiberius is cool calm but not collected. Usually spotted in the back of a tavern his drinking has got him into trouble more times than he count. He's not usually the type to hang around long and as a result does not usually believe in friends or even loved ones. Though through all his problems and misgiving he remains pure of heart and will always be willing to help those in need, even at the expense of his own life....or drinking coin.
Background: Disenchanted with the rise of Tiber Septim, Tiberius left his post never to return. Constantly hunted for desertion he has had to learn new skills and forget old habits in order to blend in and become a distant memory of his his former self. Yet the one thing that remained is his overwhelming willingness to help others in need.
First starting out helping any one and everyone who needed it, he quickly discovered being a good samaritan doesn't pay the bills (or more to the point the pub tabs). He decided to become a mercenary but on more than one occasion he discovered his morals would get in the way of a good pay day. With this in mind the new business model would be "rip off the rich in order to help the poor....and drink more ale".
Now usually spotted in the back of a tavern mumbling incoherent rants, he still remains an amazing force of good throughout Tamriel for those who seek help.
RaccoonismJul 18, 2015