BhidulMar 11, 2018Mar 11, 2018 at 07:39 PM
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Bhidul
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Full Name: Mohammed Bhidul Xahmani
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Orientation: Straight
Marital Status: Divorced
Height: 6'10
Weight: 300lbs (136kg)
Impairments: Acute Stress Disorder, minor vision damage, family history of addictions
Likes: Drinking, smoking, women, sailing, hunting, parties.
Dislikes: Three-Banners-War, politicians, Dunmer, yelling.
Srengths: Body strength, endurance, tracking, combat, nautical navigation, field first aid.
Weakness: Magic, self-control, public speaking, anger, complex puzzles, personality flaws.
Personality
Bhidul has given up some of his moral judgement at the cost of his lust for gold and success. It isn't common when he is brash and rude publicly, nor when he is secluded and shy, which is often his two most defining characteristics. Though seemingly greedy for gold, Bhi is still careful and thoughtful of those he has grown close to, and not so much to those who have given off a bad impression to him.
Bhidul is also sometimes ignorant towards his own health. He drinks, smokes, and will put himself into harmful and ridiculous situations with little conscience behind it. His only justifications for all of this is his freedom and the gold he can spare to set things straight. For his religion and cultural background, Bhidul strays from Khajiiti norms and is religiously secluded. Although he sounds like a Khajiit and looks like one, his strange characteristics make him seem less like one. Bhidul is a socially and mentally confused character. As are many others.
Appearance
His hair is overgrown and braided in a fashion that is mostly accustomed to a Bosmer. Along with his long hair, he has a traditional mane growing to the rear of his lower jaw; neatly decorated with various religious beads and knotting. His fur is normal, but his bodily scars and tattoos make for an interesting variety. His most evident scar is the one running down his right eye, but is well-met with various battle scars that are generally sporadic in appearance.
Bhidul is most often found wearing his usual steel armor. The armor is almost barbaric, being light and somewhat revealing, yet intricately accented and composed. The armor, "Plan B" is his go-to apparel when traveling alone or in public. It is a rare occasion that Bhi disembarks from his metal shell and dresses up in common clothing. Bhidul is always readily armed, wielding a sleek, lightweight greatsword and various hidden weapons such as knives, makeshift bombs, and a concealable crossbow.
History
*Please, do NOT meta*
Born during a heatwave on Khenarthi's Roost, Bhidul was now the child of a fatherly smith and a housewife mother. Himself, along with his younger brother and sisters, lived a fruitful middle-class life supported by their moonsugar farm and steel business. However, like some, unfortunate events would soon follow. The first of which was the kidnapping of his sisters when they were four, presumably by a reoccurring band of Vvardenfell slave smugglers.
Events like these would slowly cripple the family's morale and societal efficiency. Bhidul, after losing his sisters, became more antisocial as a young boy and stick with him through most of his life. At the age of ten years, he was victim to another family tragedy, the murder of his own mother and the disappearance of his father. His brother and self were heartbroken and scarred when they returned to their family home being burnt to the ground. Young Bhi, ignorantly risking his life for his long-dead mother, ran towards the scene, but was only confronted by what he assumed were the culprits responsible for such an occurrence. Two bandits beat the boy and lashed a blade down his right eye, leaving its notable imprint on his face for the rest of his life.
Now left with his brother, the two were sought out after their uncle Dar'nojch who raised them until Bhidul was eighteen. At this point in his life, he was educated and trained by his uncle specifically in swordsmanship and blacksmithing that he admired since he was young. Most at this same time of their lives, left the protection from the vast world, in which Bhidul was certain he would be able handle. His journeys began on a ship to the Elsweyri mainland to search for a career.
Bhi would later discover his limits, failing to find a definite job that would sustain him. Instead he became a freelancer, taking on jobs that would utilize his skill as a swordsman often in the form of a mercenary. This specific field for him was suitable, but not full of the adventure he expected. His funds grew lower and lower by the day, and led to his plunge into depression and poverty. Sequentially, it led to a dire addiction to skooma and alcohol that began to run a life of mischief and ill-purpose. A shining beacon of opportunity would later find him as he witnessed the Aldmeri Dominion's war propaganda in the streets of Dune. Joining meant redemption.
Bhidul successfully enlisted in the Dominion's infantry, overtaking the training as a siege engineer and deploying soon after his weeks of basic training. Cyrodiil at this stage was still under siege of the Ebonheart Pact, and Daggerfall Covenant. His specific stationing was in a mountainous fort that served as a strategic overwatch for Dominion troops. He spent several months drilling and maintaining the siege engines that would be used on the field until the fortress was inevitably attacked. Brute forces of Pact footmobiles rushed the keep, completely outnumbering and overpowering the Dominion soldiers that were held within. Bhidul escaped the battle, bloodied and bruised. His morale and spirit was broken yet again, and deserted Cyrodiil after long months of surviving in the wilderness if enemy soldier's didn't meet him first.
Fortunately for him, Bhidul escaped Cyrodiil and was even more graced when he was placed in a military prison for his desertion for a shortened sentence. His return to Elsweyr was inevitable and troubling to him, but he was even more lucky when he stumbled upon the little town called S'ren-Ja in which he had gained and lost close friends. His battle-scared mind and body carried on with him throughout the rest of his life, encountering situations that mainly involved with this community that he had grown so fond to and began to call home. Though obviously a mobile community, he resides currently in a small house miles away from Shattered Grove. His past four years with these people have led to the development and even breakdown of his morality and philosophies. Those who know him well know him for his sour nature on the outside, but those even closer to him know his sympathetic inside.
Events like these would slowly cripple the family's morale and societal efficiency. Bhidul, after losing his sisters, became more antisocial as a young boy and stick with him through most of his life. At the age of ten years, he was victim to another family tragedy, the murder of his own mother and the disappearance of his father. His brother and self were heartbroken and scarred when they returned to their family home being burnt to the ground. Young Bhi, ignorantly risking his life for his long-dead mother, ran towards the scene, but was only confronted by what he assumed were the culprits responsible for such an occurrence. Two bandits beat the boy and lashed a blade down his right eye, leaving its notable imprint on his face for the rest of his life.
Now left with his brother, the two were sought out after their uncle Dar'nojch who raised them until Bhidul was eighteen. At this point in his life, he was educated and trained by his uncle specifically in swordsmanship and blacksmithing that he admired since he was young. Most at this same time of their lives, left the protection from the vast world, in which Bhidul was certain he would be able handle. His journeys began on a ship to the Elsweyri mainland to search for a career.
Bhi would later discover his limits, failing to find a definite job that would sustain him. Instead he became a freelancer, taking on jobs that would utilize his skill as a swordsman often in the form of a mercenary. This specific field for him was suitable, but not full of the adventure he expected. His funds grew lower and lower by the day, and led to his plunge into depression and poverty. Sequentially, it led to a dire addiction to skooma and alcohol that began to run a life of mischief and ill-purpose. A shining beacon of opportunity would later find him as he witnessed the Aldmeri Dominion's war propaganda in the streets of Dune. Joining meant redemption.
Bhidul successfully enlisted in the Dominion's infantry, overtaking the training as a siege engineer and deploying soon after his weeks of basic training. Cyrodiil at this stage was still under siege of the Ebonheart Pact, and Daggerfall Covenant. His specific stationing was in a mountainous fort that served as a strategic overwatch for Dominion troops. He spent several months drilling and maintaining the siege engines that would be used on the field until the fortress was inevitably attacked. Brute forces of Pact footmobiles rushed the keep, completely outnumbering and overpowering the Dominion soldiers that were held within. Bhidul escaped the battle, bloodied and bruised. His morale and spirit was broken yet again, and deserted Cyrodiil after long months of surviving in the wilderness if enemy soldier's didn't meet him first.
Fortunately for him, Bhidul escaped Cyrodiil and was even more graced when he was placed in a military prison for his desertion for a shortened sentence. His return to Elsweyr was inevitable and troubling to him, but he was even more lucky when he stumbled upon the little town called S'ren-Ja in which he had gained and lost close friends. His battle-scared mind and body carried on with him throughout the rest of his life, encountering situations that mainly involved with this community that he had grown so fond to and began to call home. Though obviously a mobile community, he resides currently in a small house miles away from Shattered Grove. His past four years with these people have led to the development and even breakdown of his morality and philosophies. Those who know him well know him for his sour nature on the outside, but those even closer to him know his sympathetic inside.
Edited Jun 05, 2019 at 06:15 AM by 0