Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2012 11:43:49 GMT -5
Name: Syrlt Azeurid
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race/class: Half human, half elf thief
Appearance: Syrlt has medium length, hair that sweeps above two dark, piercing eyes. His complexion is pale. He wears a brown leather tunic with panels of light metallic armour studded in. Normally he wears leather gloves which pull up to beside his elbows, perfect for leaving no trace when he is up to no good. On his feet he wears soft leather boots which allow him to traipse around the city quietly. He moves quickly with fleet feet, almost shadow-like. He is tall and slender, around 6’4”, which he gets from his elven father.
History: Syrlt Azeurid was born into a wealthy family - his mother a merchant and his father a skilled elven animal hunter. Azeurid grew up around his parents’ shop, a small holding selling animal hides, on the outskirts of Avaleur City. When he was sixteen, the neighbouring shop which sold magical goods exploded in a horrific magical accident, killing both of his parents and reducing their shop to rubble. Azeurid, devastated and emotionally scarred by the experience, writhed into a shadowy world of backstreet crime, unsavoury company and shady dealings in the darkest of city hangouts.
Personality: Azeurid is determined to get his life back on track for the honour of his parents, but sometimes the allure of quick gold is just too much to resist - even if it means some blood along the way. Despite his dark tendencies, he is outgoing and friendly. Especially when there is a pint of beer involved. If he is your friend, he is furiously loyal and will watch your back. If he is not your friend, he will put an arm around you anyway - but it’s likely he’ll pinch something from your pocket to boot.
Weakness/fear: Detests magic in all its forms. Terrified of water, too. When he is sneaking and being stealthy he is very difficult to detect, but in meleé combat he is clumsy and heavy footed.
Location: Outskirts of Avaleur
Guild: Unattached
Weapons: Azeurid is never far from his trusty dagger, Astultus. The dagger once belonged to his father, who used it to cut hides from the beasts he slew. It was all that remained at the site of the shop blast.
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race/class: Half human, half elf thief
Appearance: Syrlt has medium length, hair that sweeps above two dark, piercing eyes. His complexion is pale. He wears a brown leather tunic with panels of light metallic armour studded in. Normally he wears leather gloves which pull up to beside his elbows, perfect for leaving no trace when he is up to no good. On his feet he wears soft leather boots which allow him to traipse around the city quietly. He moves quickly with fleet feet, almost shadow-like. He is tall and slender, around 6’4”, which he gets from his elven father.
History: Syrlt Azeurid was born into a wealthy family - his mother a merchant and his father a skilled elven animal hunter. Azeurid grew up around his parents’ shop, a small holding selling animal hides, on the outskirts of Avaleur City. When he was sixteen, the neighbouring shop which sold magical goods exploded in a horrific magical accident, killing both of his parents and reducing their shop to rubble. Azeurid, devastated and emotionally scarred by the experience, writhed into a shadowy world of backstreet crime, unsavoury company and shady dealings in the darkest of city hangouts.
Personality: Azeurid is determined to get his life back on track for the honour of his parents, but sometimes the allure of quick gold is just too much to resist - even if it means some blood along the way. Despite his dark tendencies, he is outgoing and friendly. Especially when there is a pint of beer involved. If he is your friend, he is furiously loyal and will watch your back. If he is not your friend, he will put an arm around you anyway - but it’s likely he’ll pinch something from your pocket to boot.
Weakness/fear: Detests magic in all its forms. Terrified of water, too. When he is sneaking and being stealthy he is very difficult to detect, but in meleé combat he is clumsy and heavy footed.
Location: Outskirts of Avaleur
Guild: Unattached
Weapons: Azeurid is never far from his trusty dagger, Astultus. The dagger once belonged to his father, who used it to cut hides from the beasts he slew. It was all that remained at the site of the shop blast.
