BEORC, Sven
Oct 1, 2014 22:52:51 GMT -6
Post by Sven on Oct 1, 2014 22:52:51 GMT -6
sven
| Beorc 23 Male Wind oct 10th | heterosexual Self mercenary mercenary leader chaotic neutral |
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- Personality: Sven is a man of many experiences. Throughout his life he acted as more of a guy that hung back and attempted to talk or think his way out of his problems, but that way of thinking quickly gave way as his only means to deal with problems when his environment became ill-suited for that. While he still retains his calculating and calm way of doing things, he has more of a penchant for facing strong foes, much like certain other people that share his lineage. Both of them. He relishes fights against the strong, and loves challenges that will push him to his limits, and, in that same token, allow him to strengthen his body even further. His dream are two fold; one, become the greatest swordsman to walk the earth, and two, to become the hero his predecessors became without the aid of any of those magic tomes that so many people claim to be the end-all for battles.
He's incredibly confident in his abilities, but doesn't usually bother to brag because of the fact that he believes that its better to show how strong you are then to say it. He knows how to be humble, and he knows how to recognize when someone is as strong or stronger than him. He also seems to come off quite charismatic, and people he comes into contact with seem to like him whenever he gets to talking, either because they like his normally jovial personality, or because he's sharp and witty to the point where its admirable, in combination with the fact that he seems to have respect for most those around him, a fact seen even through his mocking words. He happens to believe in showing respect to his opponents unless they do something like, say, kill or harm a family member (the reaction varies with how close he is to them) or those close to him. While prone to actually use things like deceit and misdirection to get what he wants, sometimes in less than admirable means, he's incredibly loyal to those that put their trust in him. In the end, however, he has no problems employing deception, or even kill, to do what he believes in if it comes to it. - Appearance: Tall and muscular, Sven has shot blue spiked hair and black eyes, matched with Caucasian skin. He stands at six feet, and weighs around 200 pounds. He has a scar going across his chest, and another scar that runs vertical down the left side of this mouth. His attire consists of brown vest, aged blue pants, brown leather gauntlets, and long brown boots with a metal coating. He also wears a pouch on his waist, held there by a thick brown belts with a silver buckle, matching the pouch.
- Secrets
- Sven has a fear of ghosts. Not the undead in general, but ghosts. Not so much that it would keep him from fighting them if they existed, though he hates the idea of facing something he can't cut.
- Despite his rank as a mercenary leader, the line of work mercenaries do, and the severity in which he carries out jobs, he has a thing for cute things.
- Has Major Ashera blood (completely oblivious).
history
- Homeland: Ylisse
- History: Sven was born to humble beginnings. He was the son of a former, rather obscure mercenary, while his mother was a simple healer of equally little fame and admittedly little talent. He was also born with no last name, just like his father, and his mother gave up her last name when they were married as a show of support. While they used to be in the same band together, the career came to a quick halt once news of Sven's mother's pregnancy reached the ears of the man. While his father was of little fame, unlike his mother he wasn't of little talent, albeit nothing too special, and practiced swordsmanship with his son, who grew to show potential for considerably more talent.
The day Sven could walk was the day he picked up his first sword; wooden in nature, and made just light enough to swing around at his young age. After training with this blade, it was at the age of seven that he wielded his first real weapon, being a perfect replica of Ragnell, meant to teach him how the weight and balance of the blade felt, so that one day he could be the one to wield it in battle, for whatever reason; though his father was fully invested in teaching him the ways of the mercenary, as battle was all the man knew to turn a profit, though he was quite good at what he used to do.
When he reached the age of eighteen, he was one of the best swordsmen around. It didn't take long for him to leave the comfort of the secluded old mercenary band hideout, saying goodbye to both his father and the mercenaries of old that decided to hang around the man, the respect for him that great. Of course, he had Ragnell in hand. After leaving, over the years he worked hard to put his own band of mercenaries together, coming to be known as the great leader who came to be known as a complete professional in his line of work, the skill of the band traveling everywhere. With the fragile nature of the world continuing, it wasn't hard for him to decide that he needed to side with one side of the world, and his choice happened to be his homeland; and anyone that sided with them. - Family/Relatives
- Gast/Erika
- Sister/Brother?
- Cousin?
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- Name: Sven
- How did you find us? TimeCraked
- Other Characters: N/A
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