Post by Glammy on May 26, 2017 22:41:02 GMT
Sir Steffen Piers
The bastard knight
[Stef-fen Pe-ars]
“Love isn’t always beautiful.”
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Name: Steffen Piers
Nicknames/Alias: Stef [-] Boy, Bastard
Age: Nineteen
Age Appearance: Nineteen
Gender: Male
Gender Appearance: Male
Body Type: Mesomorph
Height: 6’2
Hair Color: Light Auburn
Eye Color: One blue, One green; Heterochromia
Physical Description: He has a strong, slim build. He has a full head of light auburn curls.
Race: High-Elf
Though hope is frail, it’s hard to kill.
Family:
“My family doesn’ matter. They don’ care much fer me, nor do I care much for t’em. Don’ have children, don’ have a lover.”
There’s only one thing we say to death. And that is
‘Not today.’
“My family doesn’ matter. They don’ care much fer me, nor do I care much for t’em. Don’ have children, don’ have a lover.”
Personality:
[Core] Kind
[Core] Quick-Tempered
[Core] Honest
[Core] Flirtatious
[Core] Merciful
[Core] Intelligent
[Core] Quick-Thinker
[Major] Self-Hating
[Major] Self-Conscious
[Major] Sweet
[Major] Gentle
[Minor] Harsh
[Minor] Easily Hurt
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral, Leaning to Good.
Public Alignment: Lawful Neutral.
Political Alignment: Himself, and the realm.
Sexuality: Homosexual.
Kills:
“Shite. Wha’ kind of man do ye think I am?”
Deaths:
“No’ yet.”
There’s only one thing we say to death. And that is
‘Not today.’
Skin(s):
Inventory:
[Object Name-Quality-Description]
Independence- Fine - A 37.5 falchion sword sheathed at Steffen’s right hip. Primary.
Deliverance- Fine - A simple Dirk dagger measuring to 12 inches on his left hip. Secondary.
Current Home:
“Don’ got a home yet.”
Goals:
Get a squire.
Get a home.
Serve a lord.
Form his own order.
Known Languages:
[Native] Common
[Racial] Elven
Occupations:
Knight
Bastard
Fosterling
Inventory:
[Object Name-Quality-Description]
Independence- Fine - A 37.5 falchion sword sheathed at Steffen’s right hip. Primary.
Deliverance- Fine - A simple Dirk dagger measuring to 12 inches on his left hip. Secondary.
Current Home:
“Don’ got a home yet.”
Goals:
Get a squire.
Get a home.
Serve a lord.
Form his own order.
Known Languages:
[Native] Common
[Racial] Elven
Occupations:
Knight
Bastard
Fosterling
We are not afraid, though we know there’s much to fear.
Childhood Hero: Knight Xavier, The knight he squired to.
Past Religion: N/A
Type of Childhood: Mediocre.
Combat Training: Extensive.
Skill set:
One-Handed.
Two-Handed.
Shield Work.
Hand to Hand.
Crossbow.
Swordplay.
Endurance.
Painting.
You might not know every step, but you must learn to join the dance.
Past:
“Aye, I’m a bastard. Grew up ‘n a fishing town. Me ma was a fisher’s daughter, me pa was a vistin’ lord. I grew up wit’ me ma. W’en she died, T’ey sent me to me pa and ‘is wife. Wasn’ real popular t’ere, bu’ I got arms education. Eventually I go’ sent to foster wit’ a knight ‘n a differen’ keep. I was squired n’ became a knigh’. An’ t’ats how I became meself.”
“Aye, I’m a bastard. Grew up ‘n a fishing town. Me ma was a fisher’s daughter, me pa was a vistin’ lord. I grew up wit’ me ma. W’en she died, T’ey sent me to me pa and ‘is wife. Wasn’ real popular t’ere, bu’ I got arms education. Eventually I go’ sent to foster wit’ a knight ‘n a differen’ keep. I was squired n’ became a knigh’. An’ t’ats how I became meself.”
Childhood Hero: Knight Xavier, The knight he squired to.
Past Religion: N/A
Type of Childhood: Mediocre.
Combat Training: Extensive.
Skill set:
One-Handed.
Two-Handed.
Shield Work.
Hand to Hand.
Crossbow.
Swordplay.
Endurance.
Painting.
You might not know every step, but you must learn to join the dance.
Trivia:
Favorites/Least Favorites:
Season: Spring - Winter
Person: Xavier - Himself
Race: [No Preference]
Flower: Wisteria - Grass
Food: Well-Done Steak - Undercooked Fish
Drink: Fresh Ice Water - Strong Alcohols
Activity: Fighting - Cleaning
Color: Green - Black
Animal: Fox - Snake
Place: In a lover’s arms - In prison
Fears:
[Major] A Deity’s Wrath
[Major] Being Alone
[Minor] Snakes
[Minor] Oblivion
Now tell me, who has the right to judge a man’s worth? You, me, or a god?
A god you say? Then stop looking down on others.
His hair was the color of fire.
His soul, blue smoke.
The people watched and listened
To every word he spoke.
-A simple poem, For Steffen
Favorites/Least Favorites:
Season: Spring - Winter
Person: Xavier - Himself
Race: [No Preference]
Flower: Wisteria - Grass
Food: Well-Done Steak - Undercooked Fish
Drink: Fresh Ice Water - Strong Alcohols
Activity: Fighting - Cleaning
Color: Green - Black
Animal: Fox - Snake
Place: In a lover’s arms - In prison
Fears:
[Major] A Deity’s Wrath
[Major] Being Alone
[Minor] Snakes
[Minor] Oblivion
Now tell me, who has the right to judge a man’s worth? You, me, or a god?
A god you say? Then stop looking down on others.
Relations:
Romantic Passion- 90%-100%
Platonic Love- 79%-89%
Good Friends- 69%-78%
Liked- 59%-68%
Neutral- 49%-58%
Disliked- 39%-48%
Hated- 29%-38%
Despised- 19%-28%
Homicidal Rage- 0%-18%
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His hair was the color of fire.
His soul, blue smoke.
The people watched and listened
To every word he spoke.
-A simple poem, For Steffen