The Robed Man/the Elf With A Lute's Profile.

[Eleatic 1033]

Character Name: He hasn't decided, he calls himself robed, and sixstrings. For now.

Nicknames: Reddy, Hooded, Robed, 'EEEEVIL!' - White roses, demonic maniac, Verin Sixstrings, etc.

Age: 460

Gender: The manliest of manly m- Elves.

Race: Elf.

Status: Alive

Description

Height: 7.3"

Weight: 210. Quiet slim for a man of his size.

Body Type: Lean, curved. Straightforward.

Eyes: Deep emerald Green

Hair: Crimson red, a bit lighter.

Skin: Fair, not blemished, smooth.

Markings/Tattoos: N/a

Health: Not healthy at all.

Personality: Odd, rambunxious, rather weird. He strikes up conversations simply with the words 'Haaaaaay,". He seems to be rather scary, in his robe. But he is not, at all.

Inventory: A wooden dagger. That's splintered.

Further Details: He wears a mask a mix of a Demonic Jester, and a Greek comedy. It is below his hood.

Life Style

Alignment*: Chaotic / Lawful good.

Deity*: Aeriel, Iblees, the Daemon's that are known, the Aengul's that are known. He is a worshiper of the first religions.

Religion: The religion which follows the main prophets [aeriel, iblees, forgot the name]

Alliance/Nation/Home: None. Whatsoever, of any.

Job/Class: Bard.

Title(s): "Sixstrings," 'Sharpshooter," "Dunce."

Profession(s): Hugging, and charisma. Albeit not all in the same order.

Special Skill(s): Charisma, thats about it.

Flaw(s): He is not powerful, he can barely lift a sword, he is too tall to fit into most doors, his entire body is bandaged, and he is childlike in mind.

Magic*

Current Status: Not a practicer.

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Weaponry

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Biography

Parents: He doesn't know

Siblings: He doesn't know.

Children: One. He doesn't know who.

Extended Family: No idea.

Pet(s): His pet dog Verin.

History

Came into Elsyium a week after everyone else, rather inexplicably. Arrived believing he was in Aegis, still believes that. He crashed here rather abruptly, and is disliked. He hugged a white rose, and got himself beaten to near-death, and he found friends in the lands of the Valios'.

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