Post by lunatichigh on Mar 24, 2015 1:16:19 GMT -5
Hektor von Thray
((OOC Note: Under construction, pardon the dust. Also, if the above image is currently being used by another character, contact me and I'll change it. 3/24/2015))
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Name: Hektor von Thray
Age: Appears to be in his early thirties.
Eyes: His good right eye is a dull onyx color, the other hidden behind a long, wide vertical scar and eye patch.
Height: 5'10"
Weight: Stocky/Muscular 195 lbs.
Skin: Tanned.
Hair: Short, cropped burgundy-color.
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General description:
Hektor, at a first glance, could be mistaken for some sort of uneducated barbarian: he had the stocky, well-muscled stature of a lumberjack and a (meticulously clean) shade of stubble encasing his jaw line and mouth. Once one gained a longer study of his person, however, one would find that he indeed gave off more poise, regality, and cunning; a certain, distinct hint of a dark charisma that mirrored his tanned complexion. His speech betrayed his higher education and nobility, perhaps having attended a renowned college at some point or, more likely, having a private tutor. When he spoke, his voice was deep and tinged with a light rasp, a lack of humility, and laced with cynicism. His air was one that gave off the eerie 'calm before the storm' type of feeling, as if at any point, he could go from simple conversation, into launching into a full-on attack in the blink of an eye. Largely adding to this ominous air was how he would look at one: with a tilt of his head, he would narrow one dark, seemingly unblinking and smoldering charcoal-color eye in a perfectly angled way to enhance intimidation;whilst his other was hidden underneath a leather patch and a layer of wicked scar tissue, as if he had been maimed by a sharp point.
He seemed amicable enough. Just don't prod him with anything sharp.
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Background: [In progress]
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Equipment:
-Currently wears a silver and red plated banded mail.
-A thin and slender long sword.
-A simple, dented tower shield.
-A crimson hood.