KiriariaDec 26, 2016Dec 26, 2016 at 09:34 PM
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Basic Information
ESO @name: @Tal_Tracinya
Character Name: Carleus Santera
Race: Colovian Imperial
Age: 32 Winters Old.
Sex: Male
Marital Status: Married
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Affliction: None
Character Name: Carleus Santera
Race: Colovian Imperial
Age: 32 Winters Old.
Sex: Male
Marital Status: Married
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Affliction: None
Physical Description
Born from Colovian Imperial parents whose bloodline ran pure into the legions of the Empire, Carleus stands at six foot tall, with broad shoulders and a firm ribcage to compliment the posture of the former private military contractor. The well trained physique still seems to be present within the retired man as his mindset still has not truly faded away with the idea of a peaceful life. Through a strict and rigorous diet and the daily exercises that are often paired with the early morning routine that starts at sunrise when the rooster's call their early morning cries. With his diet mainly consisting of low fat foods and high in protein one could easily notice the musculature laying underneath the lightly tanned skin. The lower portion of his frame is just as well trained as the upper half of the body, with powerful thighs and well trained calves, along with wide hips and an average sized gutt.
The man dons a lightly tanned complexion, aged like a fine wine underneath the sun. with black shoulder length hair that usually is carried within a low hanging ponytail. Aged green eyes lay behind the often, lightly closed eyelids. Faint scarring could be found upon his features, from little nicks of claws to pebbles once having grazed his skin, though such features often have been mostly hidden by the complexion of the man. He carries a carefully groomed beard as well.
Carleus could be found daily within a heavy suit of armour, master crafted equipment that consists of a full suit of (steel) plate armour, an greatsword that carried the composition of an silver and steel alloy interweaved with another. A shield in the shape of a traditional heather shield and a arming sword, as well as a dagger whoms length inches at around ten in length, and an war axe.
After the morning routines, lest required otherwise. The suit of armour is changed out for more practical equipment. Where traditional clothing seem to be taking a higher preference. Clothes that are meant to be durable, easy to clean and give off a more ‘civilian’ type of appearance. Such could range from the trenched coat that he adorned, or the short sleeved tunics.
The man dons a lightly tanned complexion, aged like a fine wine underneath the sun. with black shoulder length hair that usually is carried within a low hanging ponytail. Aged green eyes lay behind the often, lightly closed eyelids. Faint scarring could be found upon his features, from little nicks of claws to pebbles once having grazed his skin, though such features often have been mostly hidden by the complexion of the man. He carries a carefully groomed beard as well.
Carleus could be found daily within a heavy suit of armour, master crafted equipment that consists of a full suit of (steel) plate armour, an greatsword that carried the composition of an silver and steel alloy interweaved with another. A shield in the shape of a traditional heather shield and a arming sword, as well as a dagger whoms length inches at around ten in length, and an war axe.
After the morning routines, lest required otherwise. The suit of armour is changed out for more practical equipment. Where traditional clothing seem to be taking a higher preference. Clothes that are meant to be durable, easy to clean and give off a more ‘civilian’ type of appearance. Such could range from the trenched coat that he adorned, or the short sleeved tunics.
Personality
Likes:
- Good Food
- The occasional drinks
- Attractive women / Redguard women
- Martial Prowess
- A good book
- Being prepared
- Sleep
Dislikes:
- Daedric creatures of any sorts
- Defenselessness.
- Beetles
- Oysters
- Slugs
- Cowardice
- An ‘non-tactical’ retreat
- Snow / Cold weather
- Rain
Strengths:
- Has a high understanding of linguistics (verbal).
- Has a high understanding of the workings of Daedric creatures and alike.
- Seasoned warrior / Soldier.
- Advanced understanding of magic
- Advanced Military training
- High understanding of economics.
- Average understanding of hunting / trekking / Camping
Weaknesses:
- Is a terrible cook, thus has to rely on others to cook for him.
- PTSD (psychological condition)
- Lack of compassion at times, in situations where it may be needed.
- Can’t sit still, eventually results in PTSD kicking in, if idle for too long.
- Dyslexia
- his pure hatred for anything Daedric involved.
- Regular (crippling) nerve pains in his right leg, (injury sustained in the past. Can be seen with a cane regularily)
- Insomnia, thus sleeps roughly two to four hours a night (side effect of PTSD)
Why is your character in Dominion territory? How did they get here?
As the Three banner war still rages on within the heart of Tamriel, the pair decided to leave the Daggerfall covenant’s borders to set sail to the Dominion held territory out of the concern that Zhoi would have been drafted into the Covenant’s army to support Emerick’s claim to the Throne. With the Ebonheart pact being out of the question due to its unstable relations within it’s own faction, the Dominion seemed a far better choice than the other two.
Background
The background is brief, which is mainly because I prefer information to be gathered through RP.
Carleus was born within an commoners family whom’s history dates back to generations before in service of the Imperial Legions of Cyrodiil, being the third born son of five brothers and two sisters it was to no suprise to his family that he would be the one to break the traditions of his family and ultimately resign from the Imperial legions shortly after he served four years the day he turned twenty. The years before that were spent within the Imperial academies to hone the art of warfare. Within his youth, it was already apparent that the young man had a keen eye for tactics and strategies that would later aid him within the short time of service within the Imperial legions. He quickly was elevated to the Junior-commander of his unit, serving as the second in command to his officer. This meant that he and the unit he served were often requested to be send out towards the small holds of Bruma and Vlastarus located within Cyrodiil.
After four years of service it ultimately came to the point where the young man now barely aged twenty requested an official discharge of the Imperial Legions in the request to assist within the purging of Daedric influences around the continent of Tamriel. After a wait of roughly a month for his request to be processed by the Imperial Administratum, Carleus moved to learn under a group of fanatic Standarrites, With those developments, for the following nine years Carleus would become a well seasoned hunter of the ‘unholy’. Assisting the group of fanatics turned private military contractors within the majority of their tactical advancements, training regimes and combative scenarios. Though during this period an advanced understanding of magic was slowly being placed within the man’s knowledge base, where he learned that there was far more to the destruction of the undead and creatures afflicted by Lycanthropy, and Sanguinaire Vampyris (and along with the various other strains of Vampyric afflictions). Soon a whole library worth of information about detecting Daedra worship, rituals and cults were crammed in what already was a torn mind.
Within every story where soldiers fight in wars they had been conscripted in, a fatal injury would most often then not be the undoing of one. For an old soul in a profession where men die young, should be respected and feared. Within the scorching heat of the deserts of the Al’kir, during one of the revolts were a Vampire had desecrated the tombs of the revered undead, Carleus and the other individuals selected from the private military contractors were sent out to cleanse the tomb and lay the restless to rest once more, sadly this was meant to be one of his last endeavours on the frontlines in a war fought against an ever increasing problem in Tamriel. Upon having sanctified the tombs once more and rid the halls of the dead from any signs of necromancy, the tunnel they took out of the tomb proved to be too unstable and ultimately collapsed, trapping the young man with his right leg underneath a boulder that would have crushed his bones if it weren't for the equipment he adorned. Eventually after having cleared the rouble, and the healers that accompanied the group alongside with several local artifact hunters to guide the paths of the desert, doing their best to heal what was left to salvage from the leg, permanent nerve damage was to be his undoing.
In the short years that followed within his service, where Carleus married with one of the Redguard artifact hunters that were alongside the sellswords during the clearing of the tomb, and several weeks where insufferable pains forced the man to walk with a cane regularly, it was decided that it was high time for him to resign and retire for a more peaceful life.
After four years of service it ultimately came to the point where the young man now barely aged twenty requested an official discharge of the Imperial Legions in the request to assist within the purging of Daedric influences around the continent of Tamriel. After a wait of roughly a month for his request to be processed by the Imperial Administratum, Carleus moved to learn under a group of fanatic Standarrites, With those developments, for the following nine years Carleus would become a well seasoned hunter of the ‘unholy’. Assisting the group of fanatics turned private military contractors within the majority of their tactical advancements, training regimes and combative scenarios. Though during this period an advanced understanding of magic was slowly being placed within the man’s knowledge base, where he learned that there was far more to the destruction of the undead and creatures afflicted by Lycanthropy, and Sanguinaire Vampyris (and along with the various other strains of Vampyric afflictions). Soon a whole library worth of information about detecting Daedra worship, rituals and cults were crammed in what already was a torn mind.
Within every story where soldiers fight in wars they had been conscripted in, a fatal injury would most often then not be the undoing of one. For an old soul in a profession where men die young, should be respected and feared. Within the scorching heat of the deserts of the Al’kir, during one of the revolts were a Vampire had desecrated the tombs of the revered undead, Carleus and the other individuals selected from the private military contractors were sent out to cleanse the tomb and lay the restless to rest once more, sadly this was meant to be one of his last endeavours on the frontlines in a war fought against an ever increasing problem in Tamriel. Upon having sanctified the tombs once more and rid the halls of the dead from any signs of necromancy, the tunnel they took out of the tomb proved to be too unstable and ultimately collapsed, trapping the young man with his right leg underneath a boulder that would have crushed his bones if it weren't for the equipment he adorned. Eventually after having cleared the rouble, and the healers that accompanied the group alongside with several local artifact hunters to guide the paths of the desert, doing their best to heal what was left to salvage from the leg, permanent nerve damage was to be his undoing.
In the short years that followed within his service, where Carleus married with one of the Redguard artifact hunters that were alongside the sellswords during the clearing of the tomb, and several weeks where insufferable pains forced the man to walk with a cane regularly, it was decided that it was high time for him to resign and retire for a more peaceful life.
Edited Dec 27, 2016 at 11:45 AM by 0
AelwynDec 27, 2016
KashyaDec 27, 2016