ra'tur

[Jer Cantrell]

Introducing: Ra'Tur

Race: Khajiit

Sex: Male

Age: 35

Height: 5'6"

Class: Acrobat

Likes: Listning in on conversations, learning, picking locks

Dislikes: Being seen, killing (Although he is a proficient killer he worked his way through the ranks of the Thieves Guild without ever killing a single man)

Weapons of choice: Glass Spear, Iron Crossbow

Armor: He is very well trained to take and absorb blows without armor wears a cloak of shadows

 

Ra'Tur's father was a brave and agile Khajiit jaguar man who fought and was injured in the battle described in Mixed Unit Tactics v1. He was injured in the battle and sent home to recover from an arrow wound in his left thigh. Upon arriving he went immediately to the family's only bed and slept. Ra'Tur awoke his father the next morning with a letter brought to him by an argonian messanger. A Khajiit soldier and close friend of Ra'Tur's father had been killed in the aftermath of the battle that had wounded him so. The shame felt by Ra'Tur's father was so overwhelming that he would neither eat or sleep for several days. Then on the fourth day after the news he seemed strangely at peace. He took Ra'Tur out to the base of a great mountain range and gave him several gifts.

First was an iron crossbow his father had found on a fallen Bosmer in the skirmish. He told Ra'Tur that when he touched it his hands were burned with shame. He gave his son the bolts also and together they used it to kill a scrib. Normally this would have been decent fun but an overbearing sense of urgency pressed on them both. The next gift was a robe made of some of the finest material money could buy. The fabric appeared to flicker in and out of existance as it was enchanted with a fairly powerful chameleon spell. Theft was not a dishonorable discipline to be trained in for the Khajiit and this robe was revered in Ra'Turs family for its cloaking ability. The final gift Ra's father told him would come in the morning.

That next morning Ra'Tur's father lay dead in his bed with a spear of glass wedged in his ribs. He had left Ra'Tur the gift of vengance and the burning gift of madness.

 

Ra'Tur trained for eleven years with his fathers weapons and became proficient in the use of all of them espescially the glass spear. He joined the thieves guild and worked his way up to the top with cunning and great speed. His father's death still weighs on him and he relieves his pain with his skooma addiction.

All in all he is a goodwilling character fighting for the honor his father couldn't attain....

 

 

Hope that sounds good see ya in an rp hopefully

[thanateros]

mmmm burning gift of maddness

 

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