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Name: Eimar Chisholm
Full Titles: Jarl
Nickname/Alias: Mr. Charm
KEY INFORMATION:
Age:30
Gender: Male
Race: Half Elven
Social Status: Scout/Bowyer
Sexuality: Straight
Height: 72inches
Weight: 160
Date of Birth: 22 day of storm wind of 2238 during the season of decay
Date of Death: N/a
Homeland: was born in the harsh frozen northern lands home to Lonmar.
Current Home: Traveling.
PHYSIOLOGY:
Build:He has a medium athletic build that he tries to keep.
Hair: dark obsidian about shoulder length that he braids two braids on either side of his face that frame it, as well as more along the sides and back to help hide his ears.
Eyes: Dark forest green.
Skin: not overly tanned but hast a noticeable hue to it.
Identifying Marks: On his left wrist is scars due to years of using a bow and the string not hitting the wrist guard.Has a long scar from the tip of his upper right shoulder all the way down his back to his right hip.
Appearance:He walks with a quiet and humble demeanor always wearing a hood pulled up over his head to help hide his elven heritage as he is ashamed of it. He also wears a red mask that covers his nose and face to help hide his features as hes not to trusting of strangers. He carries a recurve Kestrel Horsebow upon his back as well as a short sword on his left hip and a small hunting dagger upon the small of his back.
Clothing:He wears mostly leather armor Colored deep raven black trimmed in a blood red stitched upon his chest is the sigil of the house he serves. His cloak is done in a opposite a deep royal red trimmed in black.
Weaponry:
His Kestrel Horse bow that his father gave him that he has trained with since he was able to pull a bowstring.
Draw Length:28inches
Pounds: 55 lbs draw
Right handed arrow rest.
He keeps several different arrows in his quiver they are made of steel he keeps them varied he uses a straight broad head for hunting.And a triangular bodkin arrow used for fighting that can penetrate both mail and plate at both short and long ranges
He also uses a Long sword though he prefers his bow while
fighting he has some skill in its use though not as much as his bow he was bestowed this from his mother.
His shield
And finally his hunting dagger passed to him from his tutor a fellow soldier he respected.
Prized Possessions: The possessions he prizes most in his life is his Kestrel Horse bow as it was from his father and considered a family right of passage in receiving it. As well as as sword his only remnant of his mother that he has left besides her teachings.
Hygiene:He prefers to keep himself clean as he can as during his time in the soldiery he has come to recognize filth leads to sickness and a soldier cannot be sick to serve.
Voice:
lancer from fate zero is closest
QUALITIES AND FLAWS:
Strengths: He is a skilled huntsman,bowmen and rider as well has some experience at sea.though he loves spending his time making bows it is his passion.
Fears: He fears spiders the most and is distrustful of magic users though he has become curious about any magics that can help man but he sees them the reason why we are in the mess we are now.
Weaknesses: Is not very skilled in the art of diplomacy or refinement that others have.He fears in failing the ones he loves and those that are innocent and deserving saving.
Intelligence:Is not overly smart like some smart people in the lands but has recently learned how to read common.
Languages: Common, and elvish from what he was taught by his mother.
Profession:Scout and knows how to make and maintain his horses armor and saddles as well as his bow and arrows.
ETHICS AND MOTIVATIONS:
Personality:He is quiet and reserved preferring to watch others act and often not speaking unless spoken to like he was taught in his military life though if offered the chance he will offer his insight into things. As well as he has a slight ocd to making sure everything is in order and looks perfect one he developed as a soldier.
Religion or Cults: He tends to be more attune to Nature around him
Alignment:Neutral not having being influenced by anyone as of yet .
Short Term Goals:
To find those his father swore loyalty to as well as the betterment of his scouting. ~completed~
To finish the details to the Lonmarian Army.
Long term goals
To raise sel in a stable home environment.
To reform the Elven Court.
Finish Praelidum keep.
TRIVIA:
Favourite...
Place:The forest around himself .
Pastime: hunting and stalking his prey and learning about them.
Food:he loves rabbit properly cooked and stuffed with herbs
Drink:light wine
Colour: green and blue
Animal:the wolf seeing it as a free animal none can master
Least Favourite...
Place:cities despises the crowds
Pastime: gambling
Food: he hates sugarcane
Drink: southerner brews
Colour: yellow
Animal:the hawk
Long Term Goals:
1.To train and become better at arms.
2.To become a member of Norvag Honor gaurd to house Lonmar.
3.To become body gaurd to the Jarl
4.To simply serve the lands and house he loves.
5.To form the Torocai into the elite honor gaurd of the JArl
6.To see the birth of his children
The Style of the Eagle: He fights in this stance when he needs to fight from long range. Usulay taken from a height advantage whenever at all possible from up in a tree or on a defensible wall or hill. Using his kestrel hunting bow he rains down arrow fire from above with carefully placed shots looking for the cracks and joints in a enemies armor or slits in visors. Usualy taken froma crouched position if he can to better steady his shots.
Wolf Style: He uses this style often from hrose back. THis he adopted from wathcing wolves hunt and stalk thier prey and kill it. He rides in on the flanks of the enemy army or scouts nipping at a enemy wearing them down. Using his bow to eliminate a few or more enemies before they can react then riding back off into the distance he eventualy stirkes everywehre on all sides of the army to make them think that here is more then jsut him and to spread chaos and confusion to slow them down to by time for his allies.
Raven stance: In this stance is a close quarters everythign has gone wrong for him and a enemy has caught him off guard. As a raven would circle around a dead body so does he. Emiar choses to dance aroudn his foe and wear them down using the curve in his bow to help catch limbs and yank his oppenent off balance and then striking with his dagger in exposed and weak places it provides.
Stance of the Bear: Eimar adopted this stance watching bears when he has the chance to use the wooden round shield he keeps on his saddle as well dosnt have chance to use his bow he adopts this stance. He fights in tandum with his short sword and using the shield to absorb most of the blows till he can draw close enough he then laucnhes a flurry of well palced strikes likea bear would maul a victime hoping to force them back and off balance and overwhelm them quickly . Then to either finish them off or if odds are agianst them he runs away moutnign back on his horse to get away formt he larger force.
Back Story
The winds kicked up sending up a flurry of snow sending the flakes dancing like minature dancers as they fluttered. Eimar let out a slow deep breath as the fog of his breath rolled out from under his cover. A deer stood in the forest with a grace and elegance few could match feeding from the last few remenants of grass that stood defiant against the tundra. Eimar slowly pulled back the steel broad head arrow slow painstaking grace. The feathers of the shaft kissed his cheek as it rested, the deer stirred slightly looking around Eimar kept perfectly still like a statue. The deer finally after several moment presented a clean shot and Eimar let loose the arrow. The arrow streaked threw the air like a hawk intent on its prey it struck home splitting the deeds heart it fell afte. A moment dead.Eimar noted the spot the deer was and trotted off a ways to his horse. He mounted up and spurred the horse forward behind it dragged a sled empty over the snow. When he arrived at the spot where the deer was at he dismounted and moved to the deer. Offering a prayer to nature for this bounty he pulled the arrow free carefully it to damage any meat. He then cleaned his arrow off and pulled out his Dagger and began to gut and take the parts he needed. After about a hour and half he had loaded the sleigh with all the meat and the hide and burried the remains offering prayers. He remounted and headed back to his camp, after awhile he arrived nodding to the camp patrol guards as he passed. He dropped of the meat to the camp cook who was more then happy at the addition to meat to the menu. He came back to his tent and padded down his horse taking off the saddle and began brushing him down noting that the saddle needed some repair. Eimar looked at the shore at the several longships moored there he smiled knowing that soon they would leave to their new home and find safety hopefully in his life and the life of his fellow clansmen.
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