Name: Moriak
Age: 24
Race: Human
Appearance:
Moriak stands at just over 6 feet and weighs 185 lbs - a slender but muscular build, acquired by hard physical exercise and a fairly scarce diet. He has dark brown eyes, matched by his short cut hair and a stubble of a beard. He isn't ugly or handsome and rarely draws much attention to himself because of his looks, yet he often finds himself popular amongst the ladies in the shady taverns of Sunberth. Perhaps because of his purse rather than his good looks. During the day and while completing his precarious tasks Moriak covers his face with the hood of his cloak. Partially to avoid any unwanted attention but mostly to hide a nasty scar tracing his left cheek. How he had acquired the scar is unknown even to himself but he's very conscious of it.
Character concept: Quick to anger, cautious of people - especially strangers, sometimes cunning and plotting and very prejudice. Deep down he's not a bad man however. It's just that to him the end justifies the means.
History: Moriak doesn't necessarily sound like a person you'd want to make closer acquaintance with but these traits are what have kept him alive in the streets of Sunberth for so long. Born as a bastard, his mother a slave and his father a traveling merchant, Moriak's life has always been dangling by a thread, even before his birth. His father long gone to another city for whatever businesses he may have had, Moriak (still unborn) and his mother were put up for yet another slave auction. His pregnant mother was bought by a gang leader, Gruzak, and later sold for profit to a rich but completely crazy merchant, the last auction of his mother's grief filled life. Just weeks before this however, Moriak was born and adopted by the gang as Gruzak saw potential in the boy. And Moriak didn't let him down. At the age of 19 Moriak had proven himself countless times, be it a simple burglary or an assassination between feuding gangs he had always come through and Gruzak rewarded him with the rank of an officer within the gang and a fairly expensive cloak, stolen ofcourse, that came with the promotion. Despite his rough life bottom down Moriak isn't a bad or evil person, as far as he's concerned he's only been doing what he had to. Yet he finds himself downing countless ales to sleep a goodnight's sleep and keep some of the things he's done from haunting him. Having grown up in Sunberth and having been an outlaw all his life he knows every secret passage and backdoor there is, or at least he thinks he does. The nightmares and ever growing boredom are making him think that there has to be more than this. It's time to get out of Sunberth and be something more than a petty henchman.
Training & skill point: Sword: 30/100 ( 30pts - starting package)
Brawling: 10/100 ( 10pts - starting package)
Poison: 10/100 ( 10 pts - racial starting bonus)
Wilderness survival: 5/100 ( 5pts - racial starting bonus)
Stealth: 10/100 ( 10pts - starting package)
Lore of Poisonous Plants in Syliras (starting package)
Lore of Healing Plants in Syliras (starting package)
Equipment: Simple clothes, gray cloak, leather shoes (3 sm), sword cane (35gm)
Ledger: 100 gold mizas (starting package)
- 35 gm sword cane
- 3 sm leather shoes