Winter 25th, 490 A.V Vaticus And I am a thoughtful quote about myself Appearance Don't look too hard now, you might not be able to look away. Full Name: Vaticus Race: Human Gender: Male Height: 6'1 Weight: 210 Profession: Locksmith Housing: In stormhold castle.. Likes: Reading, Education, Training Dislikes: Laziness, Greed and Undead Merits: Courageous, Fearless, Kind Flaws: Emotionally Unstable, Overly-kind, easily trusting. Fluent: Common No I do not want a basic or poor language, yes I am sure. Vaticus possesses a rather unremarkable appearance. His smooth skin of a light-bronze coloration provides him with a tanned appearance. He is physically fit, and has somewhat well defined muscle. He has a single elongated vein running from the base of his shoulder muscle to the end of his biceps; that is clearly visible to the naked eye. He maintains a lean-muscular appearance with very little body fat present. His pupils are a deep and dark-brown coloration. He has a rather clean and neat appearance; his brown hair is typically styled using nothing more then a comb. Majority of the time he is around he can be seen wearing casual clothing. With a single look at him one can tell he attempts to sculpt his body when he has the time. He has a "Five o'clock" shadow of a stubble beard present upon his face. Personality Looks are only skin deep, look beyond the flesh. Deep, dark and mysterious some may call his personality. Despite the fact that Vaticus has a rather cheerful appearance on the outside; within his mind he knows that he is a very angry person. Vaticus has an internal conflict going on constantly within his mind. Often times he can be found to switch “Personalities” in situations that are dire. Normally though Vaticus is an incredibly kind and caring person; because he wants to be treated the way that he treats others. He is incredibly charismatic and stands firmly by what he believes in. For his word he is willing to sacrifice his life, and at the cost of protecting another he will die. In the past Vaticus ran into several followers of the god by the name of “Rhysol.” He has a deep hatred for all of the evil deity’s followers. He has recently heard rumors of these “Undead” people that roam the land, and he wishes to find one. Vaticus always displays hatred and his “Evil” personality toward those he considers “evil”. Vaticus does not ever hesitate to utterly destroy an opponent for what he believes is “Justice”. Vaticus hates bandits as well and although they’re human he ensures that they’ll pay for what they’ve done. Often times when Vaticus is in a neutral mood he displays a stone cold demeanor. When he isn’t angry or incredibly happy he tends to be incredibly calm. Vaticus often times feels like he is alone in this world. Depression often times overcomes his entire persona, and when he is depressed he spends time sculpting his body; or training himself for combat situations. History Looks are only skin deep, look beyond the flesh. Vaticus knew not of his true birth-parents; however he’d been taken in by a few serving member of “The Order”. The “parents” that he knew weren’t those of his own blood-line, but rather substitutes in his eyes. He knew at a very young age when his now deceased father told him the tale of how he came to be incorporated within the family. Driven by a passion to find his true-birth parents several years after his “parents” taught him to use reimancy; as they were mage-knights. He set out upon a journey to find out who his parents truly were. Distraught and disgruntled were traits that described his personality at the time. Following several years of living on his own within storm-hold he discovered that his “Birth parents” were fools. They’d both gone out on their own and simply vanished from sight; he knows nothing of their whereabouts. He returned to his “Father” and “Mother” only to later discover that they’d moved on shortly after his failed quest. His history is nothing overly special or cumbersome, he has forgotten quite a bit of his past. He simply continues to move forward on his own, and as the days pass the world around him continues to crumble. Yet, he maintains a strong mind and heart; with hopes that some day someone may save him from his despair. He fears that he’ll be the one to claim his own life. He’s been searching for the answer to why he feels so lonely for quite some time. At the age of twenty years old he’d accomplished learning to make use of both fire and air reimancy on his own. He feels as if he completed his parents work with his own two hands. He became a locksmith through years of his own training, and isn’t quite competent with it yet. Although he continues to make locks on his own and experiment with them; a larcenist would just as easily break into one of the locks. He worked on techniques involving methods of stopping larcenists from opening locks. To this day he still hasn’t figured out how he can completely put a stop to larceny. |