Ignasius Ameretat

[Ignasius]

Basic Information Race: Human Birthday & Age : Winter 13th, 490AV (21 years old) Gender: Male Languages Language 1: Fluent Common Language 2: Basic Nari Physical Description Ignasius stands 6'1.2'' tall, and weights 13,4 stones. He has shoulder-length curly hair, coloured in a nut brown. They seem partially neglected, yet washed regularly, as they grow without much trimming. His mouth, however, and chin are shaven clean, and quite some barely seen scars decorate his face. Obviously shaving accidents. He has light brown coloured eyes, which actually give away a bit of kindness, even though the man actually does look rough. His eyes reflect the innocence of a child in everyone. His body is trained to a degree to be able to withstand a few punches, and run without getting tired right away. It reflects that stamina in him with faint bulky features all over his body. He mostly dresses in darker colours, and is usually seen having a mask over his face, and a hat over his head, to hide himself from others. There is also a crossbow strapped on his back, and two bags on his right hip. Character Concept Ignasius is a quiet hunter of sorts. He's a wanderer, taking up various tasks given to him by the people he meets. He rarely complains, and is tolerant about pretty much everything. Racism is simply idiotic for him, and having to believe one race is superior to the rest is laughable. He isn't a saint, though. He can, and will do a lot to get his will fulfilled. And if that means hurting someone, he wont say no. Not many people know how Ignasius is like. if any. He arrives at dusk, and leaves at dawn, so the only thing that is lest is his shadow. He plays the mysterious man, and tries to find a real reason within himself, and around him. Character History Ignasius was born in a farm-home, around the outskirts of Syliras, to an elderly couple. He never had that much contact with the city-life while growing up. He was an only child, so as he grew older, he had to help his parents with all the work that had to be done at that time. He never visited any lerning-facilities, and the little reading he can do now, was taught to him by his mother. His father though, gave Ignasius a crossbow in his hands when he was eight, and he had to go hunt for food in the woods with him. Of course, it took the boy years to actually aim at something and even dream of touching it, but his father was none the less proud on him. As he grew, he was allowed to go hunting himself. That was necessary, though, because his father was actually growing old, and wasn't as fit as he should be. His parents kept working on the farm they had, and deal with the farm animals, while Ignasius kept hunting. His life was pretty much a standard clock-work mechanism, until one day a man knocked on the door. His father opened them, and invited a stranger, who introduced himself as "Mark", in their home. Mark then noted the son the couple had, and asked what they had planned for him. Now, his mother said that they wanted him to get the farm once they would pass away, but Ignasius didn't really feel like spending his whole life here in one spot. He objected, and Mark took the opportunity, and invited Ignasius to go with him. And see the world, as he said. The, now sixteen years old boy quickly, without a clear head, accepted, not even realizing what he is doing. But Mark quickly turned out to be a bandit, raiding and stealing trade caravans on their way to town. And, Ignasius, not knowing better, joined him. He actually started to like the work he was doing, until, one day. Mark betrayed Ignasius to a caravan guard, and while the guards were busy chasing, and then beating the boy up, Mark stole the goods in the caravan, and ran away. Never to be seen again. Ignasius, was lucky they didn't throw him in a jail, or kill him. But he was left lying there, alone, beat up. After two days, when hunger took over, he finally managed to stand up, and drag himself to Ravok, which was luckily only a few hours of walking away. Once he got to Ravok, he made his way to the tavern, and to his surprise, he saw Mark there. Now, Mark was happy to see his 'brother' alive, and walked to him to greet him. But, Ignasius, feeling betrayed, actually, while giving Mark a hug, drew his knife from his sleeve, and stabbed him in the back. He actually killed a man that day. Now, to not arouse suspicion, he acted as if Mark wasn't feeling well, and escorted him out of the village. He then took Mark's possessions, and simply threw the body in the river. Years passed, and Ignasius never actually returned to his familly. He travelled around, and hoped to find a reason to actually exist. Because, frankly, it looked like trust isn't the reason. Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore) Crossbow skill(30) : 30/100 (SP) Hunting(10) 10:100 (SP) Wilderness survival(5) 10/100 (SP) Brawling(15) 10/100 (RSP) Lore of training a guard dog (wolf) Lore of keeping a guard dog (wolf) Equipment and Possessions Black leather coat, black velvet vest, black hat, a piece of black cloth, black jeans-look-alike breeches, and leather boots. (SP) 1 Waterskin (SP) A hunting knife (Family heirloom) 1 Set of Toiletries (comb, brush, razor, soap) (SP) Food for a week time (SP) Flint & Steel (SP) + Black leather gloves (5 sm) Chain (10ft.) (30gm) Crossbow, Repeating (Isurian) (250 gm) Dog, guard,wolf, trained (75gm) Crossbow, repeating clip x 50 (50 gm) Ledger 600 gm - 250 gm - 50 gm -30 gm -75 gm -5 sm 330 gm, 95 sm Thread List

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