Darius Djaq Basic Information Race: Human Birthday & Age : Day 32, Summer, AV 476, Age 34 Gender: Male Physical Description :
Light blonde hair and goatee contrast Darius's stern looking facial features. Thick eye brows and sunken in eyes that are dark green.
His hair typically grows to shoulder length depending on the season. When it gets warmer he will cut his hair short if he finds the time. Unless he has people to impress or an event to go to Darius has a very gruff look. A natural worker Darius has very broad shoulders and is fairly tall at 6 feet. His hands are leathery, thick with callouses and naturally large. He has a good muscular build from years of hard work. Character Concept :
Darius has a very strong willed personality. A lot of misfortune in his life has made him cling to his moral beliefs for stability. Set in stone, he is hard to change his ways but not against listening to a point if it has logic behind it.
Patience is one of his key virtues. He never likes the idea of rushing into something without a solid plan. When other people would give up to find a faster route. Darius will stay his course and make sure his plans are down. From the tragedies in his past. Darius takes time and happiness very seriously. Never wanting to waste a moment, he is quick to please and resolve a situation. Every day needs to have something good in it or its wasted to his standards. Because of that idea he tries his best to be kind, understanding and respectful. History :
Darius's childhood was a fairly standard one. His father and mother were both attentive and supporting with their only child. Gawain his father was the person that taught him to hunt, and build game traps.
As Darius was reaching early teens, Gawain got injured in an accident with one of the traps he was setting for game. His right hand was pretty mangled and he could no longer use a bow to hunt. With his father out of commission Darius had to go out and hunt to sustain the family. It was a large responsibility for a fourteen year old but he accepted it happily. Eager to be just like his father and make his mother proud. The work was hard and stressful knowing his own parents depended on his success. Gawain was supportive and came along for the first couple of months. Then slowly he became lazy, listless. Growing angry about his hand. Not being able to work. Staying in the house while his son fed him and his wife. It was not the life he wanted to live. Gawain was too proud to let that happen. He tried learning to perfect traps with only one hand but it proved nearly impossible. Discouraged he became cold and distant. Not wanting to be taken care of by his wife or son. He soon turned to drinking as a way to escape. It started off slow, a drink here and there nothing too serious. Pretty soon he got used to being drunk or buzzed and with the alcohol came the depression which only took him deeper. Needless to say Gawain's spiral took the whole family with them. Darius and his mother were the only one's left to deal with it all. It was rough trying to keep everyone fed and clothed while his father spent everything on drink, but he managed. This lasted until he was 18. As he grew up his skills followed. He was pretty decent at hunting and it was getting easier to support the family. His mother kept up the house and watched after Gawain. He on the other hand, chewed both of them out for the hell of it. Blaming his wife for his hand and cursed his son for replacing him. At first they just brushed it off, but after years their resolve was getting weak. Darius doubted himself at every turn. Thinking he was as useless as his father told him. His mother had to suffer the same and keep her sons spirits up. She always had a strong spirit but her husband was the man she leaned on for advice and support. With him gone it was only a matter of time. Sadly before his eyes Darius saw his mother, the woman that he could always count on. Become just as bad as Gawain. She gave in and joined his drunken spells. Letting herself get lost in the drunkenness to escape a harsh reality. Darius was crippled. His only role models in life were stripped down and expose as cruel burdens on his life. He became suicidal in a few situations. hunting all the time to be away from them. Coming home to clean up the house and wash the puke from their cloths. It was a miserable existence that pushed him close to the edge. When Darius was twenty he couldn't take it anymore. He left them the last money he had and left home. Darius made it by hunting and saving every coin until he could afford a small cottage. Hunting and trapping was all Darius did. He never talked to people much, other than merchants he sold to. He found social interaction too stressful. Mostly he lives a quiet life. Keeping his head down and trying to mend the scares Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore) :
Skills:
-Long Bow, 30 -Hunting, 20 -Bartering, 15 Lore: -Syliras hunting trail's -Local fauna Equipment and Possessions :
*Set of Clothing
–-Thick black cotton cloak --Thick black cotton long sleeve tunic --Black cotton undershirt --Black leather belt --Thick black cotton pants --Black leather boots *Waterskin *Backpack which contains: --1 Set of Toiletries (comb, brush, razor, soap) --Food for a week --1 eating knife --Flint & Steel --Long Bow --Quiver & Arrows --Arrow Fetching set --Hunting Knife --Sheath Housing :
*Small 20x20 cottage in wild lands along Carbine Road(400 sq feet).
--Hearth --Bunk --Chest --Chair --Small Sable . Ledger :
+100, Starting Package
-42, Starting out equipment Total 58 Gm Thread List :
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