Post by Remus 'Spartacus' Wolfe on May 26, 2013 23:47:46 GMT -5
Remus 'Spartacus' Wolfe
Jax, 18, Several years in different areas
Personality: A calm person most of the time, Remus isn't a typical Nord who is quick to anger though the most one should be around Remus Wolfe is wary because he has the look of a predator one who knows he's got you by the balls when you least expect it. To most he is seen as a ticking bomb waiting to go off but to those who know him intimately? He's loyal to those who has earned his allegiance, a fierce fighter for justice and peace however it may seem like he enjoys the chaos. He's also one of the more able Nords who can read, write and speak several languages and isn't afraid of reading in his downtime. The one thing everybody agrees; Remus has a temper to match a dragon when he's fired up. Anger him at your own risk. The darker side of him isn't pretty to see or watch when it reveals itself. He does have a sharp tongue and isn't afraid to let it be known either, his sarcastic wit is as sharp as his blades when it needs to be and he can be quite blunt if people are dancing around a subject. History: Born in Solitude, Remus Wolfe for all intents and puposes grew up an orphan, his mother died in childbirth and his father could have cared less about him than one would think. Oh, sure he raised him but he never actually did 'fatherly' things with him. Taught him the basics of life and did it the hard way so when the opportunity to be rid of him came along he took it. A Cyrodillic merchant took him off his hands and took him back to Cyrodiil but the thing was the merchant was no merchant but a man looking for new blood for the Arena, he saw the potentional Remus had and he knew he'd be stifled in Solitude with the worthless berk of a man, he was sired by. As the years went by for Remus, he fought and bled, killed and did it countless times and came into his own as a Gladiator of reknown named Spartacus but when he wasn't training, fighting or sleeping the man who took him in taught him many things, many languages and how to speak, read and write them along with the more proficent of life's skills. Though the man he looked up to as a mentor died in a street brawl that went out of control, he knew this chapter of his life was over in Cyrodiil. Travelling the provinces for a few good years, making friends and more than his share of enemies but his last stop; Skyrim proved to be the one place he'd land in more trouble than the place is worth. Arriving first in Solitude, his old birthplace for he never called it home and seeing the pathetic spineless coward that was his father and after getting into an argument with the man that soon turned bloody when fists went flying instead of words, he nearly killed the man and left him for dead. He made his presence known to the people of Solitude and in short time, he'd be known around Skyrim soon. The nobles sneered at him, claiming he isn't fit to be in the 'noble city of Solitude' because he supposedly abandoned Skyrim for Cyrodiil. He made it clear that whatever lies were spread after his leaving were false, though most still doubted it. The commoners were indifferent, not caring one way or another. Now all that's left for him to do is travel the long roads of Skyrim and see where the paths of life lead the newly labled wanderer. | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius: 0px 0px 20px 20px;] Character Name. Remus 'Spartacus' Wolfe Age. 30 Race. Nord Sexuality. Heterosexual Faction, Army, or Allegiance. Neutral (for the moment) Occupation. Previous occupation: Gladiator (in Cyrodiil). Current occupation: Wanderer (Jobless for the moment!) Werewolf or Vampire. N/A (though he's friendly with his fair share of werewolves and vampires in other provinces) Major Skills. One-handed: Having learned from a young age how to wield a sword, among other one handed weapons, he has something akin to a mastery of one-handed fighting and isn't anything to laugh at with his skills. Dual Wield: Later in life, during his late teen years he learned how to wield two weapons though he mostly uses short-swords because he can make quick work of his opponents with his long reach. Speech: He can speak (read and write) several languages of the different provinces and he can pass himself off as an intelligent man rather than the usual brute most percieve sword wielders and can hold a long conversation of many topics. Destruction Magic: During his travels through the provinces, he learned he had an affinity for destruction magics, mostly fire and ice but he can effectively do things with his destruction magic most would think difficult at his age since he didn't learn at a young age but he only uses it in the most extreme of cases, where there's no other option. Light Armour: He doesn't wear heavy armour much because it limits his movements with his dual wielding abilties so he wears hardened leather for armour though the torso is mostly exposed. He has an arm length shoulder piece on his right arm from shoulder to wrist. Also wears a full set from the waist down and has fingerless hardened leather gloves for maximum gripping onto his swords so they don't slip along with a bracer on his left arm's wrist. Unarmed: Along with his sword skills among other things, he is a brilliant unarmed brawler, if any there's one thing he enjoys doing on the odd occassion is taking down his enemies with his bare hands. Although not a brute force fighter, his considerable power and honed reflexes make for dangerous opposition for the attacking party. Weapons, Armor, and Belongings. Ebony shortswords named Embers and Ashes. Hardened Enchanted Leather Armour (enchanted to be extremely durable under any weather, can sustain a large amount of damage). Symbolic necklace with a ring from his mentor hanging on it. Enchanted Hardened Leather Gloves (enchanted to keep both his hands warm and to boost his already considerable strength in unarmed combat). Pack filled with potions, clothing, trinkets, writing equipment and books (and it's said the pack has an enchantment to make the breakable valuables and things inside unbreakable). A shaving razor (simply because he doesn't wish to grow a massive beard like most Nords seem to want to.) |
