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[nethgros]

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Name: Faolan the Shade

Race: Reachman

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Birthsign: The Shadow

Appearance: Faolan stands at 5'10 and is built with the lean muscle of a predator. His complexion is haggard from many years of gritty work, and his lidded blue eyes are listless and dead. His jet black hair is cut mid-length, just out of his eyes, in such an unkempt, bizarre fashion that it would be obvious to all but the oblivious that he cares naught for his appearance. He has thick black scruff that covers his squared, angular jaw, but it would seem that it grows no longer since he never shaves it and it hasn't changed.

Skills: One-handed, Mysticism, Alchemy, Sneak, Athletics, Acrobatics

Equipment: Black fur parka, sack cloth pants, and dark leather boots. For a weapon he carries a Dragonbone sword. On his hip he has a leather pouch embroidered with a blood red rose that seems to always be filled with a thick, strong, sanguine alcoholic beverage.

Homeland: The mountains seperating the Western Reach, High Rock from The Reach, Skyrim

Personality: Typically Faolan is rather withdrawn, contemplating any number of things. But when the time arises, he completely unwinds himself and gives into the passions of debauchery, taking his fill of drinks and women, and letting loose his particular brand of humor. This brand of humor is very dark, born from a cruel mind and a broken soul. He is the type of man who does horrible things in the name of his people, and looks to dark gods to relieve him of the burden he carries, as well as aid him in what must be done. Though he finds death to be a necessary, and occasionally amusing thing he finds Necromancy to be a twisted, unnerving practice.

Background: Faolan grew up high in the mountains, away from civilization. His father, a powerful warrior and head of his clan, taught him to defend himself like any good father would, but all too often Faolan was be nowhere to be found. From a young age he had a knack for hiding and prowling around, getting into all sorts of trouble. Where many saw a problem, the Hagraven of his village saw a great gift, and took Faolan under her dark wing. She groomed him into an efficient killer, and gave him the tools of the ultimate hunter, such as the ability to sense the life force of others and eventually to differentiate targets. He was sent out into The Reach to join the Forsworn and take back the land that once belonged to his ancestors, killing, robbing, and pillaging in the name of retribution. And he had a great deal of fun.

That is until news of his father's death reached him and he was called back to his clan in the mountains, likely to take his father's place as leader. However, when he returned he found that his father had been recreated as a Briarheart. While this is typically one of the highest honors a Reachman fighter could receive, Faolan was horrified by his fathers fate, as was his mother who left to the Western Reach some time before. He refused to take his father's place and returned to The Reach to live a robber's life while sinking in grief.

The Reachman follow many different, enigmatic and ancient old gods, as well as daedric princes; Faolan himself always felt a kinship to Hircine and Meridia. Yet, sinking in grief, a power had seeped into Faolan's heart, preying on his weakness. This was the daedric prince Sanguine, offering gifts of spirits and secrets to unlocking women's hearts; everything he might need to overcome the emptiness in his heart. In return, he began to trap his victim's souls in black soulgems and offered them up to his patron in dark rituals.

This continued on for some time until chance brought a tired, worn Reachman to him who complained of the difficulty in finding him and offered him a gut-wrenching note. It had the location of his mother, and described a dark affliction that had taken her as well as many others in High Rock. He could not bear to lose the only family he had left; he had no choice but to find out what was wrong.

Edited February 11, 2015 by nethgros