Name: Arcturus Aldaine
Race: Human
Birthdate: 8th of summer, 494
Age: 18
Languages: Fluent – Common
Physical Description: Arcturus isn’t a man you’d stop to take a second look at on the street, though there’s no doubt he does have a certain rugged allure to him. Somewhat short for a man, at 5’6’’, Arcturus is lean, bordering on downright skinny at 115 pounds. He has an angular face with high cheekbones, and often has stubble along his chiseled jaw. Messy and tousled, his hair falls almost to his collar, a deep oak brown that can sometimes be mistaken for black. He’s not often seen without his trademark careless smirk on his lips. His eyes are the most notable aspect of him, a warm, vivid amber that catches the fire of sunlight, not unlike the colour of good whiskey, with amusement flickering in their depths.
Character Concept: Arcturus is a brash, reckless youth with a stubborn streak and a lot of pride. Somewhat quick to anger, he doesn’t bother to look before he leaps, often jumping into dangerous situations headfirst, throwing caution to the wind. With a good sense of humour, Arcturus is quick-witted and sly, and can be rather bitingly sarcastic. Suave and seductive, he’s a wonder with women, his smooth, sweet talking skills making up for his average looks. However, he’s not as smooth with his own sex. Arcturus often gets into confrontations, and can drink a bit too much, but that’s all part of his reckless nature, and his elder brothers chalk it up to his youth, brashness, and inexperience. However, the young man has a darker side to him, one he doesn’t dare show anyone, a brooding, contemplative side that only ever comes out when he’s alone.
History: Arcturus grew up in a luxurious apartment, with his elder brothers Jase and Turran. Born into a wealthy family, much was expected of him growing up, but Arcturus never liked his lessons in swordplay or diplomacy, preferring to play with bows, and later, daggers. As a teenager, Arcturus was very laidback with his lessons, instead seeking companionship while his brothers trained, and so he began to explore the wonders of seduction instead of learning swordplay. Life went on like this until Moren Darkstone, Arcturus’ father's advisor, betrayed the family. Many were killed in the attack, and Arcturus and his brothers were cast out, where they now try to gather forces to strike back at Moren Darkstone.
Skills: -Hunting: 9/100
-Weapon, Short bow: 19/100
Weapon, Dagger: 19/100
-Intelligence: 9/100
-Seduction: 9/100
Lores: -Losing a family
-Raised by a Hunter
Possessions: -Cotton underclothes
-Black cotton shirt
-Brown cotton breeches
-Leather boots
-Wool cloak
-1 backpack
-1 waterskin
-Comb (Wood)
-Brush (Wood)
-Razor
-Soap
-Composite Shortbow (Wood) (200 arrows)
-2 gladii
-Camouflage armor
-A silver ring with his family’s seal carved on top, a lion guarding it's den. (Heirloom)
-Quiver
Ledger: Starting gm = 100
Sold house = 600 gm
Composite shortbow = 525 gm
200 shortbow arrows = 515 gm
2 gladii = 425 gm
Camouflage armor = 375 gm
Bottle of Fine Wine = 365 gm
Quiver = 345 gm
