Name:
Belethor Grimrage
Race:
Human
Gender:
Male
Birthday and age:
28th day of summer 486 AV
28 years old
Physical information:
Belethor is well built with a light tan, he wears his dark brown hair short so that it doesn't bother him. He has brown eyes and he is about 6 feet tall. He has broad shoulders and a wide chin with a small beard. He has a big scar on his left shoulder down to his back.
Personality:
He usually keeps to himself but he does like talking to other intellectual people. He doesn't linger in the past and lives life without regrets, sometimes the guilt gets to him and he fases out for awhile before becoming his normal self. He doesn't attract unwanted attention and he likes to observe things. Taking his harsh life into account, he has grown cold but when he meets someone he has respect for, he will never let that person down, even if it means that he has to give his life. He doesn't think like others in the sense that he is paranoid to no end. He trusts nothing and no one but he wouldn't openly voice his trust issues as that would attract attention. He had a rough childhood and he frowns upon bad parenting, seeing as his father was horrible at it.
Morality:
Belethor is a good man deep down but he needs the right person to break through his tough shell and reveal his true self, he has grown so accustomed to the mask he put on all those years ago that he doesn't take it off anymore.
Likes:
He likes spying on people and learning about them, observing them.
Dislikes:
Being the centre of attention is Belethor's worst nightmare and he is annoyed by cheery people. He doesn't like surprises cause he always wants to know what to expect.
History:
Belethor was the only son of Abathor and his wife but they were poor and so he often went without food. His father was a farmer with only a small piece of land on which he grew some wheat but after his death the land was taken. His father was cruel and he treated him like a slave until one night when he walked in on him beating his mother, so he grabbed a fork and stabbed his father to death. His mother gave him his fathers Shortbow as he had become a man. Belethor was only 15 when his mother died of a strange illness and for a few years he lived in an orphanage and after that he got small jobs watching cattle and washing horses. He started to learn how to manoeuvre through his environment with less strain as he was always getting his money stolen or getting beat up and in a pinch he could get away faster. Belethor also had a love for daggers and used to make wooden swords to train with and started making his own target dummies for Crossbow training
Skills:
Climbing 10
10 SP
Acrobatics 5
5 SP
Disguise 10
10 SP
Running 10
10 SP
Endurance 15
15 RB
Dagger 5
5 SP
Longsword 5
5 SP
Shortbow 5
5 SP
Lore:
Poisonous plants of Mizahar
Lore: Making target dummies
Languages:
Fluent: Common
Basic: Nari
Poor: Zithanese
Condition:
Scars: large scar on his left shoulder
down to his back
Injuries: None
Illnesses: None
Equipment:
Clothing:
1x Black shirt
1x Pair of trousers
1x Black cloak
1x Pair of shoes
Backpack:
1x Brush (Wood)
1x Comb (Wood)
Soap
1x Razor
1x Waterskin
1x Dagger
1x Longsword
100x Shortbow arrows
1 Quiver
1 Leather armour
Heirloom: A Shortbow
Housing:
1 large tent (4 person)
1 large tarp
100 ft of rope
1 lantern
1 compass
2 torches
1 bedroll
1 blanket
1 set of fishing tackle & hooks
1 riding horse (Coloursplash black
with white)
1 full set of tack
1 large set of saddle bags
Ledger:
Total: 42 gm
SP. +100gm
1 Dagger (Steel) -2gm
1 Longsword (Iron) -10gm
10(10)Shortbow arrows -5gm
1 Arrow Quiver -35gm
1 Leather armour -10gm