NilocMar 31, 2017Mar 31, 2017 at 11:18 AM
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ESO @name:
@Niloc692
Character Name:
Vharros
Race:
Redguard
Sex:
Male
Age:
48
Affliction:
Bad Mood
Physical Description
Vharros is a man of large, muscular build. He stands tall at 6 foot, has wide shoulders, a thick torso, and powerful arms. His skin is dark and usually dirty, if not bloody at times. His arms and inner chest are covered in thick, black ink of tribal tattoos.
He owns long black hair, which is tied back into a loose ponytail to keep out of his way. His beard is thick, coarse, and extends a few inches down his chin.
His face is a mean looking one, with a long scar traveling across his face and a nose that looks like it doesn't sit quite right. She lines cover his forehead and surround his cheeks. His eyes are a deep brown, and most of the time, carry a languid and uncaring expression. His lips are usually curved downwards.
He wears patchy, old leather armor dyed grey, with faded brown splotches as well as mysterious darker stains. He carries a wooden round shield over his back, and a redguard scimitar tied into his belt, without a proper sheath.
Personality
Vharros is an unfriendly introvert with a lack of general manners. He seldom initiates conversation on his own, short of looking for a job, and the only time he's really comfortable is when he is alone, sleeping in whatever room he purchased for that evening.
He has a disparaging view of himself, to the point where he will consistently make self-deprecating comments and quickly dismiss compliments on his actions personality, or appearance.
He is proud of little, and views himself as not having anything to add to society, but rather being reduced to a ‘Taker’ and not a ‘Maker’. He has a strong dislike of mercenaries, despite being one himself because he does not feel they are trustworthy.
Despite this, he is not morally bankrupt. He looks down upon criminals and those who make less than honest livings. He frowns on bullying, and violent individuals.
He is not bothered by much, almost everything will roll right off his back. He approaches issues with some matter of lethargy, and there are seldom things he feels strongly about. He is not concerned with the fate of larger civilization, and only cares about himself and those immediately around him.
Why is your character in Dominion territory? How did they get here?
Vharros is a travelling sell-sword, he gets around by foot, ship, and cart to find work when it dries up in one area using the money he has earned there to travel.
Background
Vharros used to be a farmer in his homeland of Alik’r, but as times shifted he found himself becoming a sell-sword in his later years. He has travelled across many different lands to the west of Tamriel, but has never crossed into the lands of the Ebonheart Pact.
Vharros purchased most of his own gear, and has nothing else in the set of clothes. He carries very few personal belongings outside of his armor, the only thing he needs is coin to keep him going.
He has worked with many different mercenary groups over the years, but never wanted to stick around in one place too long. He has made it a point to never travel to Cyrodil, or to return to his homeland of Alik’r.
In his words, he has simply passed through life the past few years of his life, not accomplishing much or making a name for himself. He grew close to few people during this time, but has recently met and developed somewhat of a relationship with a Khajiit named Wreasha. He pushed her into the creation of a caravan, with the promise that he would not charge her for guarding her routes until she was on her feet and had earned enough coin.
Hope you enjoyed.
@Niloc692
Character Name:
Vharros
Race:
Redguard
Sex:
Male
Age:
48
Affliction:
Bad Mood
Physical Description
Vharros is a man of large, muscular build. He stands tall at 6 foot, has wide shoulders, a thick torso, and powerful arms. His skin is dark and usually dirty, if not bloody at times. His arms and inner chest are covered in thick, black ink of tribal tattoos.
He owns long black hair, which is tied back into a loose ponytail to keep out of his way. His beard is thick, coarse, and extends a few inches down his chin.
His face is a mean looking one, with a long scar traveling across his face and a nose that looks like it doesn't sit quite right. She lines cover his forehead and surround his cheeks. His eyes are a deep brown, and most of the time, carry a languid and uncaring expression. His lips are usually curved downwards.
He wears patchy, old leather armor dyed grey, with faded brown splotches as well as mysterious darker stains. He carries a wooden round shield over his back, and a redguard scimitar tied into his belt, without a proper sheath.
Personality
Vharros is an unfriendly introvert with a lack of general manners. He seldom initiates conversation on his own, short of looking for a job, and the only time he's really comfortable is when he is alone, sleeping in whatever room he purchased for that evening.
He has a disparaging view of himself, to the point where he will consistently make self-deprecating comments and quickly dismiss compliments on his actions personality, or appearance.
He is proud of little, and views himself as not having anything to add to society, but rather being reduced to a ‘Taker’ and not a ‘Maker’. He has a strong dislike of mercenaries, despite being one himself because he does not feel they are trustworthy.
Despite this, he is not morally bankrupt. He looks down upon criminals and those who make less than honest livings. He frowns on bullying, and violent individuals.
He is not bothered by much, almost everything will roll right off his back. He approaches issues with some matter of lethargy, and there are seldom things he feels strongly about. He is not concerned with the fate of larger civilization, and only cares about himself and those immediately around him.
Why is your character in Dominion territory? How did they get here?
Vharros is a travelling sell-sword, he gets around by foot, ship, and cart to find work when it dries up in one area using the money he has earned there to travel.
Background
Vharros used to be a farmer in his homeland of Alik’r, but as times shifted he found himself becoming a sell-sword in his later years. He has travelled across many different lands to the west of Tamriel, but has never crossed into the lands of the Ebonheart Pact.
Vharros purchased most of his own gear, and has nothing else in the set of clothes. He carries very few personal belongings outside of his armor, the only thing he needs is coin to keep him going.
He has worked with many different mercenary groups over the years, but never wanted to stick around in one place too long. He has made it a point to never travel to Cyrodil, or to return to his homeland of Alik’r.
In his words, he has simply passed through life the past few years of his life, not accomplishing much or making a name for himself. He grew close to few people during this time, but has recently met and developed somewhat of a relationship with a Khajiit named Wreasha. He pushed her into the creation of a caravan, with the promise that he would not charge her for guarding her routes until she was on her feet and had earned enough coin.
Hope you enjoyed.
Edited Apr 01, 2017 at 08:20 PM by 0
KashyaApr 01, 2017