Elliot Skythorn- Wanderer of a new age

[Elliot Skythorn]

Elliot Skythron Basic Information Race: Human Birthday & Age : He does not remember his birthday (18 years old) Gender: Male Physical Description A strongly built athletic man with light skin, and big round eyes. The colour of his eyes is rather peculiar to everyone for his left eye is emerald green and his right eye is saphire blue. His face is average sized, round and rather normal. He has a nose that is a bit bigger than in most cases. His eyebrows make two black arches over his eyes and look a bit over grown but still they stay apart from eachother. His head is covered with long black braided hair that reaches his lower back. He always wears a snow white robe that covers every inch of his body except his hands and his head. A big red hooded cloak covers his back while the hood that is always up covers most of his face. A rather strange set of scars and cut marks covers his left hand and he has an eye shaped tattoo on his right hand palm. Considering his left hand a disgrace from the past that he wants to forget he always wears a black leather glove over that hand. Two simple daggers hang by his right hip while a long katana like sword hangs on the opposite one. His cheerfull appearance is completed with a silly grin of some sick and extatic feeling of happines he always carries with him. Character Concept Always on the lookout for any injustice and always trying to right some wrongs he truly is the son his father could only dream of, or so it seems when looked upon from a distance. Arrogant, outgoing, proud, and above all others loyal. Being so different he was always despised, and weather he liked it or not, he slowly started to believe they are right. Now he lives, no exists only to serve...the justice...and all that is holy. He is a very religious person and therefore he will pray before his every fight, but unlike most humans...he has devoted himself to one and only god...Zulrav...the great smith of thunder and brewer of storms. You could call him a fanatic...but i doubt he would care...all he cares for now is...well...doing his thing and making friends along the way. Character History When Elliot was just a small boy he found out that his father was a local hero whom everyone admired for his strength and wisdom. He was so enchanted by that calling, "the bringer of justice" he thought, "the hero" he thought and finally "the accepted" he knew. He was always feeling lonesome and harassed by the other kids who still considered him a freak for his looks not minding that he is the son of a hero. His father loved him so the family decided to move to Syliras, cause the hero- his father got a job and a house promissed there. On the way to the capital the family was ambushed and killed...all but one, all but Elliot who was, as the assassins said it : "Not worthy to die by their hand". Instead of killing the fledgeling, they held him down as one of them tattoed an eye shaped symbol on his right palm. As Elliot tried to fight with his free hand, they knocked him out but not without carving his hand up a bit. Elliot woke up and sat there in agony for hours still not believing anything that has happened. As days and night passed he was still getting his act together while still sitting in the same pool of blood and defending the already rotting corpses from vultures and scavengers. A few years later after harsh training in order to capture and torture his enemies...the people who have slain his family, he heard a grim news all of them were already dead, they all died in a storm. As he clinged to that little sence of self...his disoriented and flawed mind decided that it was all thanks to Zulrav and that he owes his life, however it may be, to that god. Today at the age of 18 Elliot has Grown into a fine young man and all he beggs for in his everday prayers is a sign of acceptance from Zulrav for that would make him feel watched by someone else other than the souls of those assassins who are laughing to him from their pits in hell. Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore) Long sword 26/100 Daggers 30/100 Martial arts 10/100 Unarmed combat 1/100 Equipment and Possessions 1 simple white robe 1 hooded red cloak 1 black leather glove 1 tent fit to house 4 people 1 bacpack containing: a set of toileteries food for a week a small knife flint and steel and a small blanket Ledger 100 golden mizas Lores: Layout of Syralis (average knowledge) Layout of the Sylira wildlands (average knowledge) Fighting in a dark street Thread List The market The Walk of the Lost You`re Kidding Me, Right? A Knight Off Duty Hello....small one? An old Friend? Acquaintance?...er Knight. A wanderer with an angels voice