Name: Desmus Marridius
Race: Human - Drykas
Birthday/Age:Winter Day11 460 AV
Physical Description:
Desmus is slightly over six feet tall. He is of natural muscular build as is common in most of his people. His long light-brown hair falls just below the small of his back, and is accompanied by a well trimmed goatee(which is uncommon for his people). His most notable physical feature, other than his windmarks(tattoos) are the scars which run across his right eye and down the right side of his chest.
Character Concept:
When it comes to Desmus and other Dfykas.you can see the difference very clearly. Not in appearance but in the way that he holds himself as he walks and the natural aura the he produces. He is very reserved and enjoys little things the world has to offer. He loves stories of ancient heroes fighting for glory. He strives to be like the barbarians of old fighting for he name in the songs of the bards and minstrel. He loved his family very dearly but is now searching for a new home with his people. He trys to hide it but an intense hurt and hatred Burns inside him with a sense of longing for an end to it.
History:
Desmus was born in 460AV to the Marridius pavilion of the Diamond Clan. He was the younger of three sons of the Hero,founder, and Patriarch of the pavilion Constantine Marridius. His his mother was unknown to him, his father frowned upon speaking of her only saying that she was his lost one. Desmus did not share a mother with his brothers but they were lways kind to him never leaving him out and always mentoring him in thing his father would not. His family had a long line of warrior poets. They began learning the art of swordsmanship as soon they could walk began learning how to spin epics before then. Desmus was no different, by the time of twelve he was already one of the most skilled swordsman in his pavilion easily beating those twice his age, and in
the nights he would listen to the old ones tell stories of days gone. At the age of twenty Desmus was loved and respected by all he knew. He surpassed all there even his brothers and they loved him more for it. If was then he met her. She made breath hot as fire and his blood cold as ice. Her name was Alea Alduin, she was the daughter of an old friend of Desmus' father. They agreed that on Constantine's death bed that she
would wed Desmus and unite the families, and from then on the two were lovers eternal. Years passed and the passing of Constantine hurt all but was also.joyed over by many as well. It was time for Desmus Always now and take over the position of patriarch of the pavilion. It was traditional on the night of great celebration that the one being honored must go into the night and hunt for the pavilion so Desmus did with great pride. It was only on his way home did all his nightmares become reality. He rode hard into his home and it was there he saw the smoke and fire that would eternally haunt his every waking moment. Every man, woman, and child were slaughtered even his dear betrothed Alea. It took all night to calm the flames. He spent the next few days burning the bodies of his friends and family it was only on Aleas body did he hesitate to throw into the fire. There was nothing left here and no sign of who caused this. Desmus gathered his things and set off for the closest Drykas settlement he needed help.and only his people could do this now.
Currently Wearing:
Head- None
Neck- Glassbeak Necklace
Torso- Fur Shirt covered by Hide Armor and topped off by a Wool Cloak
Hand- Right/ Signet Ring
Waist- Right/Bastard Sword Left/Satchel Containing, pipe flask full of ale and tobacco
Legs- Wool Pants tucked into High Hide Leather Boots
Languages
Fluent:Pavi
Average:Common
Poor:
Likes:
Cold liquor
Hot women
Challenging battles
Animals
Solidarity
Dislikes:
Vulgarity
Weakness
Syrilian Knights
Training/Skills:
Weapon(Bastardsword) - 33(30-starter package)
Weapon(Longbow) - 13(10-starter package)
Riding - 12(racial bonus)
Hunting - 12(10-starter package)
Observation - 5
Socialization - 3
Horsemanship - 2
Tracking - 2
Subterfuge - 2
Wilderness Survival - 1
Investigation - 1
Philosophy - 1
Planning - 1
Leadership - 1
Lores:
Lore of Drykas Epics
Lore of Clan Marridius Swordsmanship
Lore of Misunderstandings
Lore of Syrillian Knights
Lore of Pursuing Revenge
Lore of Understanding The Moods Of One’s Strider
Lore of Seeing Ones Brother Die Before One’s Eyes
Lore of Near-Death Battle With Glassbeak
Lore of Witnessing A Massacre
Equipment:
Marridius Patriarch Bastard Sword
Backpack containing 6 days of food,toiletries
Waterskin
Eating knife
Flint and steel
Hunters Hide armor
Fur shirt
Wool pants
Wool cloak
High hide leather boots
Signet Ring
Satchel
Flask
Tobacco 1lb
Ale
Pipe
Glassbeak Necklace(Award)
Housing:
Large tent,Large tarp,100 foot rope,lantern,2 torches,bedroll, blanket,fishing tackle and hooks,full set of tacks, and set of saddlebags, and Drakor(Cyphrus Strider)
Ledger:
100 gold Misa
Hunters Hide armor- 20gm
Fur shirt-3gm
Wool pants- 5sm
Wool cloak- 5sm
High hide leather boots- 5sm
Signet Ring- 5gm
Satchel- 1sm
Flask-3cm
Tobacco 1lb-5sm
Ale- 3cm
Pipe- 1gm
=70gm 8sm 94cm