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Arius Ulfilas
Race: Human
Age: 30
Height: 5’10
Appearance: Ruddy but handsome, brown eyes, and shorter dirty blonde hair. Clean shaven. Not particularly tall, but well built, being fit from years of conflict.
Bio: Sir Arius Ulfilas was born into a petty noble’s house, Sir Tancred Ulfilas of Maktion. The youngest of five sons and two daughters, Arius was forced to find fame and fortune away from his Father’s lands when his family’s standing began to decline. Arius sought his fortune at the age of twenty and enlisted his sword in local feuds, and petty wars. Wounded in the battle of Kildare Hill far in the west, the pain from his wound to his left shoulder bothers him still on cold nights. Finding work had become harder and he took to desperate means in order to restore his family’s name and honor. In the Deep Realms he would risk what others would not.
Characteristics Pros: Born into a petty noble family, Arius was taught from birth to carry a sword and shield, to ride a horse and use a lance. Arius is strong willed, and confident, witty and wily. The love of battle and adventure are evident in his speech and actions. He is skilled with most melee weapons and used to the rigors of travel and long hours spent in chainmail. Pious and Honor are held in the highest regard. It guides his life.
Characteristics Cons: Being of noble blood, Arius can be stuck up, though he often calls it honor and pride. He has a weakness for women, and dice and can be goaded into almost anything should his honor be questioned. Honor to him, is his life. Honorable to a fault, his disdain for missile weapons and magic are near fanatical. Superstitious.
Equipment: Clad in a fine Chainmail coat over leather padding and a sturdy heater shield painted green with a white circle upon it. His sir-coat is green with a white circle in the middle. He is armed with a long sword of sturdy steel, and a dagger. A smiple conical helmet with a nose piece protects his head.
Thread: The Deep Realms
Race: Human
Age: 30
Height: 5’10
Appearance: Ruddy but handsome, brown eyes, and shorter dirty blonde hair. Clean shaven. Not particularly tall, but well built, being fit from years of conflict.
Bio: Sir Arius Ulfilas was born into a petty noble’s house, Sir Tancred Ulfilas of Maktion. The youngest of five sons and two daughters, Arius was forced to find fame and fortune away from his Father’s lands when his family’s standing began to decline. Arius sought his fortune at the age of twenty and enlisted his sword in local feuds, and petty wars. Wounded in the battle of Kildare Hill far in the west, the pain from his wound to his left shoulder bothers him still on cold nights. Finding work had become harder and he took to desperate means in order to restore his family’s name and honor. In the Deep Realms he would risk what others would not.
Characteristics Pros: Born into a petty noble family, Arius was taught from birth to carry a sword and shield, to ride a horse and use a lance. Arius is strong willed, and confident, witty and wily. The love of battle and adventure are evident in his speech and actions. He is skilled with most melee weapons and used to the rigors of travel and long hours spent in chainmail. Pious and Honor are held in the highest regard. It guides his life.
Characteristics Cons: Being of noble blood, Arius can be stuck up, though he often calls it honor and pride. He has a weakness for women, and dice and can be goaded into almost anything should his honor be questioned. Honor to him, is his life. Honorable to a fault, his disdain for missile weapons and magic are near fanatical. Superstitious.
Equipment: Clad in a fine Chainmail coat over leather padding and a sturdy heater shield painted green with a white circle upon it. His sir-coat is green with a white circle in the middle. He is armed with a long sword of sturdy steel, and a dagger. A smiple conical helmet with a nose piece protects his head.
Thread: The Deep Realms
