Name: Guynor "Grey Guy" Half-hand
Gender: Male
Character Race: Breton (Though his accent, and manor would simply believe most to consider him simply a shorter, lithe-er Nord.)
Class: Sellsword, A skilled trader and bladesman, preferring to use light armor. Rudimentary command of 2 Arcane spells, A divination charm, able to divine the location of any one trinket he has laid eyes upon (Like the IG spell, but less competent.) And a Frostbite spell, Capable of working on contact, but no further.
Image: Coming soon....
Physical Description: Standing 5' 10'' Guy (Grey Guy, when he still wore the colours of a stormcloak.) is posessed of a muscular, but lithe build. His right hand sports a heavy studded leather glovbe, he allmost never removes, with three false fingers in the place of his thumb and it's two neighbours. His little finger and it's brother the only two remaining digits on that hand. Strapped to his right hip as a constant companion, is a heavy bladed smallsword (Calvez, think Shiavonna - Jaysus Swords) with a beaten hilt and simple design, only the leather seeming new and maintained. But it's blade, when free of it's scabbard shines like it was forged yesterday, bearing the rippling waves of skyforge steel folded many a time. His garb is simple nordic ringmail, sewn over a boiled leather jerkin, gray with age, covered only by the ragged remains of what was once a Stormcloak Kilt, only the feint stitching of the white bear serves to give the keen eyed any hint of it's history, the blue long since faded to grey in the elements.
His face is chizled from hard, severe lines like stone, giving way to pale eyes of glacial blue and his dark brown hair is worn windswept, save the two thick braids hanging down past his right ear. Despite his haggard appearance, he seems clean shaven for the most part and before any anticipated combat, he is seen to donn a light turqoise warpaint, down across his brow, over his left eye, and down to his jaw, from a small pouch amongst his things. A simple bow in the orcish style is slung across his back, along with a brace of arrows that seem quite plain, till drawn, Thier' tips heavy and barbed, much akin to those seen used by orcish tribes, or savage falmer.
Personality: Quiet for the most part, Guy doesn't seem to be much of a conversationalist, and when he is, he often speaks in an allmost detatched manor, sounding allmost alien when he speaks of what must be done to come out the other side of whatever hell the party enter, alive. He's quick to brush off any delving into his own sotry,m but quite quick to take the measure of another. When offered a chance to spar, he's never seen to take up the offer, instead explaining why he or his foe would suceed as the winner, rendering in his eyes, the point moot.
At the same time, it could be noticed that there is a certain honesty to him, that he could be relied upon when the time comes, to do what is right, yet it allmost seems too suprising, given his cold, haggard manor.
Biography: Wait and see..
Combat Prefs: Often, he's the last to draw his blade, unless the party seem particularly unobservant of thier' surrounds, yet when he does, it seems his blade simply apperated into his grip, so unremarkable is his prescence, that much he does excapes the notice of those around him. In combat, his motions are allmost cat-like, moving with a deadly grace and skill, fighting with no sence of honour, but determination to live longer than those around him, kicking sand, snow and debris into the faces of others, tossing branches, rubble and priceless treasure with equal abandon, if it will get him the upper hand. He favors the one-handed use of his smallsword, but a slender dagger is worn allways at the back of his waist, it's hilt pointed so his maimed right hand can grasp it, it's hilt bearing two metal rings, suited to the grasp of his leather prosthetic fingers. When not weilding his dagger however, he is often seen to cripple an unsuspecting foe with a touch of his arcane icy grip, though he seems not to reply on the arts of magic, over the certainty of steel.
(Gonna ask around soon, and see if anyone would welcome the PC i'm currently playing in skyrim, into thier' party. Been Rping in games for years, just found this gem of a forum, and hoping to jump right in)