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Tempy_
Full Titles: Lord of Reignfall, Knight of Dawnshard, Grand Prince of the Principality of the Rháin
Nickname/Alias: "Ill", "Illy", "Thilior", "Ithy", "Pee-hair two", "Eeltheeliah", "Ill-feel-a-door", "Master","Ladiesmaid", "Blondie", "The God of tits and wine", "Pointy Ear".
Age: He'd appear to be 29 years old, however his true age would be an unknown fact to the public.
Gender: Male
Race: Wood Elf
Social Status: Noble
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Height: Around 2 meters, or 6.5 feet, making him tower above or be on equal level with most.
Weight: 113 kilograms, 250 lbs (?)
Current Home: The Grafjell camp
Deaths: 2
Build:
His body rather strong due to the training from Rex Lonmar together with, strangely enough for a wood Elf, broad shoulders melting perfectly into his chest and muscular arms. His hips were quite curvy for a guy, the kind you would expect a swimmer to have, and his legs were long like that of runner.
Hair:
Medium-long blond hair, its tips layed on his shoulders, its length not reaching any further. It would be slightly messy at most times, in rare occasions having twigs caught up in it without him noticing. Usually pushed back and behind his ears, with it curling the closer it gets to his shoulders.
Face:
His face was one with dark brows above emerald eyes, with soft curved lips and a strong jaw line. Having a face adorned with scars and wounds, whatever young look he might have had now covered and obscured by the wounds inflicted.
Skin:
His skin tone is just the hint of tanned due to his previous and rather long stay at the tropical Havarda. By touch it would be naturally warm. His back would have a tattoo of a branch with leaves, and his body would have a wide variety of scars, each of which holds a small tale. (See reference picture below)
Identifying Marks:
A tattoo of a tree branch would be covering his back, his right eyebrow split, and the letters 'V', 'A', 'R', 'Y', 'N' would be cut under one another on his spine. His torn right ear, variety of noticable scars and general posture of having a hand put on the pommel of his blade, all make for quite the unfriendly figure.
Scars:
+Several rather tiny scars on his chest from an octopus attack. (Yes, you read that correctly.)
+A large scar on his right shoulder.
+A stab scar on the palm of his left hand.
+One running over the entirety of his right knee.
+A scar from a bite on his lower left leg.
+A cut going from his left shoulder to the middle of his chest.
+Another cut going from his navel in a straight line up to his collarbone.
+The left side of his right arm cut from his wrist to his shoulder.
+His right eyebrow split.
+The scars of three whip lashes cover his back.
+A scar on the palm of his right hand.
+A small rectangle of white, pale skin where no hair grows on, nor will there ever, on his lower left arm.
+His left cheekbone carries a small scar.
+His back carried the letters 'V', 'A', 'R', 'Y', 'N' under one another, going along his spine.
+A burnmark of a hot pan covers his right lower leg.
+His right shoulder carries several scars left from the lash of a bear's claw.
+His upper chest has some light scarring from a bear's claw lash.
+A circular scar on his left thigh.
+His face has a diagonal scar, going from the top of his left brow to his right cheek.
+His chest has an ouroboros carved into it.
+His right ear carries a scar.
+His right leg carries a scar on its shin.
+A torn-off right ear.
+Spear stab wounds on the back of either lower leg.
+A mental scar.
+Scratch marks starting to shape at the sides of his head, under his hair.
Weaponry/Loadout:
+A sheathed schiavona buckled to his belt: Always.
+One dagger hidden in his right boot: Always.
+Three daggers put behind his waist pinch or belt: From time to time.
+One push dagger concealed in his green cloak: Always. (Only used when wearing cloak.)
+One spear held in his hand: From time to time.
+One rather large dagger, "Riposte": Always.
+One leather whip attached to his belt or waist pincher: From time to time.
+Needle and thread: Always.
+A roll of bandages: Always.
+Three pieces of charcoal: Always.
+A small sketchbook: Always.
+A flask with Northern Vodka: From time to time.
+A book on basic footwork written by Rex Lonmar: From time to time.
+A harming splash potion: Rarely.
+A healing potion: Rarely.
(All credit for above layout idea goes to @Lannis )
Strengths:
+Fast and agile, a swift fighter in any battles that may occur.
+Trained on a weekly basis with Rex Lonmar, resulting in him strenghtening each day, and gaining more and more knowledge of his weapons and armour by the minute. Now just follows his training program on his own.
+Rather insightful of most situations.
Fears:
+Loneliness.
+Darkness. Both in a literal and a figurative sense.
+Him delivering harm on one that does not deserve it.
+No form of closure.
Weaknesses:
+Suffers from Paranoid Personality Disorder.
+He does not sleep often, which causes for a certain lack of focus at times.
+ "Her..."
Intelligence:
+He would be seen as a fairly smart Elf, though considering the fact almost everyone is Einstein in Altera, it would be at average level. He can act out of instinct, which sometimes makes him come across as foolish. Has a certain wit to him.
Languages:
+He speaks the common tongue fluently together with Elven.
Profession:
+Architect.
+Guard.
+Steward.
+Mayor.
+Lord.
+Teacher.
+Trainer.
ETHICS AND MOTIVATIONS: Personality:
A personality of nothing but fluctuation. At one moment strong and stern, at the other exposing weakness and gentle. Events of the past have turned him into something not completely sane, as the simplest of words or the easiest of actions can throw him off entirely. However, despite all of this, his intentions will remain good at heart. With a scarred body and mind the Elf is far from stable, it can some times proof to be a challenge to determine his mood or feelings.
Current Status:
Travelling back and forth inbetween places.
Short Term Goals:
+Attempt to fix his stuttering [Achieved]
+Help Nylarii the best he can [Failed]
+Make sure Joseph stays safe [Failed]
+Aid and help Dawn [Failed]
+Evaine. [Achieved?]
+End the war [Achieved]
+Live through this [Failed]
Long Term Goals:
+Turn Joseph into an actual knight [Failed]
+Evaine? [Yes??? ]
ATTIRE:
Illthilior is in the possession of multible outfits, however there are but a few that he'll be seen wearing the most:
-A full set of plate armour, painted black with a red cloak. Worn rarely, only when the situation requires it. Personally dislikes the outfit due to it feeling like a portable cooking pot.
-Padded leather, a gambeson, chainmail and plate on several places, this is the preferred outfit of the Elf these days. Agile enough, but still offers plenty of protection.
-A tabard with golden lining, with the sigil of Reignfall plastered on its chest. Shoulder plating where it is required, plus one gauntleted hand. Worn when going out for a diplomatic meeting.
-A simple undershirt with a waist pincher around his hips, and a green cloak usually covering him over such. A care-free outfit, rarely worn these days.
STRENGHTS & ABILITIES:
Combat and Strength:
Having trained in and still following the advised training program by Rex Lonmar, the Elf has grown firm and strong, skilled in the ways of combat with most effort put in footwork and swordsmanship. That combined with the training of Aewin, the only thing he currently is lacking in the ways of training and finesse is archery, for he has never quite properly studied and worked with a form of a bow.
First Aid:
Having seen plenty of death in his life so far and with probably many more to come his way, the Elf has spenty some time studying the medical field. Though in no way well-versed in its ways, he knows the basics and a bit more beyond such, and is thus reliable enough when one needs to be taken care of.
Agility:
Though having gained weight due to his training and his armament growing stronger and heavier, he has made certain that it would not limit his ability to sprint, dodge, run and climb, as even the heaviest of his armour still does not limit him.
Drawing:
Being in the possession of a small notebook for his work, he would have become admirable at drawing the interior workings of castles, exterior workings of houses and more. His drawings would be made out of rough lines, shadows and perspective implemented, a specific individual drawn next to the structure for scaling. The sketches would most of the time be build into an actual house or castle, for he now rules over his own lands.
Awareness:
Good enough.
Cooking:
"Eh."
PRIZED POSSESSIONS:
+A shining green pearl, given to him by Sheila.
+His drawing Journal.
+A book on footwork, written by Rex Lonmar.
+A hefty dagger named "Riposte", given by Rex Lonmar.
+A chain bracelet with a golden dove as charm attached to it.
+A green ring with an emerald stone.
Favourite...
Place: Reignfall.
Drink: Barley tea.
Colour: Forest green.
Animal: Squirrel.
Least Favourite...
Place: Riseport.
Drink: Russian Vodka. (Now known as Northern Vodka)
Colour: Bright yellow.
Animal: Octopus. It just would not die.
My in-game name is: Tempy_
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