UnLonged
True to the Name
Name: Garrick Neverwin
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: 5'5" in height. Slightly chiseled face topped with short dark brown hair that is usually unkempt. Almond shaped eyes with a hazel colored iris. Light body frame with slightly toned muscles and tan skin tone.
Skills: Singing prowess better than a local bard. Capable in a fight, in case things get out of hand.
Background: Garrick and his family lived a simple life in Rorikstead. When the threat of rebellion rose, his father joined the imperial legion without hesitation. Garrick objected to the idea for death is evident in war. His father left nevertheless and left him to be the man of the family until the civil war is over.
Garrick's younger siblings experienced bullying from the nord children in the town, one instance even led to his brother being permanently lame. On that day, Garrick vowed to be a protector of the defenseless. A battalion of imperial soldiers stopped by at the town. Garrick saw this as an opportunity to train as a soldier, and eventually, a knight. A kind legionnaire trained Garrick in the art of swordsmanship and marksmanship, something that is not new to him for his father gave him basic training as a boy. Impressed by his talents, the soldier invited him to join the legion - writing him a letter of recommendation and promised to help guard the town until he comes back. Garrick, filled with eagerness and wanderlust, ventured off to the cit of Solitude, where the Imperial Legion is. He, however, traveled at a terrible time; the civil war was at its ending point with the legion in a disadvantage.
Midway to Haafingar, he witnessed a battle between the Stormcloaks and the legion. Fear showed its face upon Garrick but it was not the horrors of war that made him know terror, it was the image of two familiar faces - his father's and his mentor - being ripped asunder by a hail of arrows. Garrick watched in shock as the barbaric Stormcloaks execute the captured legionnaires, one soldier at a time. As the crimson ocean run dry and as the victors go off to the horizon, Garrick approached his father on the battlefield, barely alive. His father pointed to the direction of Rorikstead, his eyes witnessed plumes of smoke rising up to the open skies. Using all of his strength, the downed soldier gave his special sword and shield to his son. After bidding his father goodbye, Garrick ran as fast as he could to Rorikstead, hoping that his mother and siblings are still alive.
Garrick arrived at Rorikstead and saw a town destroyed, ashes painted the road, debris scattered about, and bodies decorate the fields. Garrick ran with haste to his home and saw it barely intact. He barged in only to see his family's charred remains. The devastated man hugged the bones of his mother and siblings, vowing to them that justice will be served.
RP-specific History:
At one point in his travels, he was joined by a bard and they traveled the holds to earn a few septims. One night as they performed, one of the patrons was the groundskeeper of the Labeau estate, Paulette Bernard, who happens to just pass by. She recognized his talent for singing so he was extended an invitation to sing at the estate that happens to be holding a gathering.
Personality: Aspiring to be a knight, Garrick's overall disposition holds true to the chivalric code - protector of his fellows and of the weak, loyal, disciplined, and shows high regard to women - although at times, he tends to go over his head which usually ends up with him getting hurt. Quick to think and observant....at times.
Inventory: Burgundy Linen set (see Oblivion clothing)
30 septims (traveling expenses only) *
EDIT: Should have included his "skills" in combat so as to not make the snooty guests enter shock.
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: 5'5" in height. Slightly chiseled face topped with short dark brown hair that is usually unkempt. Almond shaped eyes with a hazel colored iris. Light body frame with slightly toned muscles and tan skin tone.
Skills: Singing prowess better than a local bard. Capable in a fight, in case things get out of hand.
Background: Garrick and his family lived a simple life in Rorikstead. When the threat of rebellion rose, his father joined the imperial legion without hesitation. Garrick objected to the idea for death is evident in war. His father left nevertheless and left him to be the man of the family until the civil war is over.
Garrick's younger siblings experienced bullying from the nord children in the town, one instance even led to his brother being permanently lame. On that day, Garrick vowed to be a protector of the defenseless. A battalion of imperial soldiers stopped by at the town. Garrick saw this as an opportunity to train as a soldier, and eventually, a knight. A kind legionnaire trained Garrick in the art of swordsmanship and marksmanship, something that is not new to him for his father gave him basic training as a boy. Impressed by his talents, the soldier invited him to join the legion - writing him a letter of recommendation and promised to help guard the town until he comes back. Garrick, filled with eagerness and wanderlust, ventured off to the cit of Solitude, where the Imperial Legion is. He, however, traveled at a terrible time; the civil war was at its ending point with the legion in a disadvantage.
Midway to Haafingar, he witnessed a battle between the Stormcloaks and the legion. Fear showed its face upon Garrick but it was not the horrors of war that made him know terror, it was the image of two familiar faces - his father's and his mentor - being ripped asunder by a hail of arrows. Garrick watched in shock as the barbaric Stormcloaks execute the captured legionnaires, one soldier at a time. As the crimson ocean run dry and as the victors go off to the horizon, Garrick approached his father on the battlefield, barely alive. His father pointed to the direction of Rorikstead, his eyes witnessed plumes of smoke rising up to the open skies. Using all of his strength, the downed soldier gave his special sword and shield to his son. After bidding his father goodbye, Garrick ran as fast as he could to Rorikstead, hoping that his mother and siblings are still alive.
Garrick arrived at Rorikstead and saw a town destroyed, ashes painted the road, debris scattered about, and bodies decorate the fields. Garrick ran with haste to his home and saw it barely intact. He barged in only to see his family's charred remains. The devastated man hugged the bones of his mother and siblings, vowing to them that justice will be served.
RP-specific History:
At one point in his travels, he was joined by a bard and they traveled the holds to earn a few septims. One night as they performed, one of the patrons was the groundskeeper of the Labeau estate, Paulette Bernard, who happens to just pass by. She recognized his talent for singing so he was extended an invitation to sing at the estate that happens to be holding a gathering.
Personality: Aspiring to be a knight, Garrick's overall disposition holds true to the chivalric code - protector of his fellows and of the weak, loyal, disciplined, and shows high regard to women - although at times, he tends to go over his head which usually ends up with him getting hurt. Quick to think and observant....at times.
Inventory: Burgundy Linen set (see Oblivion clothing)
30 septims (traveling expenses only) *
EDIT: Should have included his "skills" in combat so as to not make the snooty guests enter shock.