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Name: Xeevara'Jal
Race: Argonian
Age: Old ??
Birthsign: The Lord
Occupation: Shaman/Healer and Scholar
Faction: Ebonheart Pact "Only to help the wounded would I choose a side."
Appearance: Gray and black scales standing at about 5ft 10in to 6ft he wears robes that cover most of his appearance. He has a large scar from some sort of claw and sometimes wears war paint. He has black feathers and large spikes on his head.
Personality: Calm, Collected, Resourceful, Kind, Gentle, Slow to anger, Slow to judge, Slow to action. Dependable, Trusting, Loyal, and Confident. Hates vampires and will try to kill any on sight and even torture them. He believes in justice and freedom and will make sure where he goes these ideals follow. Idealistic.
Best Memory: Running through black marsh with his siblings Tar'Sheid and Quam'Mazae.
Worst Memory: The loss of his siblings and other egg brothers to the Whet-Fang.
Religious views: "We are the only ones we can count on we must help each other survive. Relying on gods is folly." He would occasionally worship certain divines and daedra, but usually only to help the appearances of a healing for someone.
Political views: Freedom of choice and freedom of the people.
Skills: He practiced many forms of magic focusing most of his mastery towards restoration and completly avoiding destruction rather relying on a great sword for fighting if it had to come down to that.
Challenges: He will always try to eradicate slavery, slavers, and vampires no matter what. He is physically strong, and rather resilient, but is awful at ranged combat because he has bad vision. He will not kill any human unless they have in front of him killed someone who is innocent or are a slaver. He is overly trusting and kind and is easily taken advantage of despite his wisdom. To get his brothers and any other survivors back from the Whet-Fangs
Back Story: Xeevara he was born quite some time ago in the marsh and he does not recall how many years it has been since that day. Counting is pointless you see for our age is only worthy of noting if we are gone to recount in our time how much we have contributed to the betterment of this world and its people. Xeevara was a healer from birth. He was good at restorative magics and had a talent for picking out plants to ail all ills. He had two brothers who were very close to him and that he spent everyday with. Both were warriors and had great dreams with their healer brother always at their back who could defeat them. When they were old enough to join the army tragedy struck. The Whet-Fang came and over powered their small village and took many prisoners. Xeevara was sparred and left behind with a mark on his face to forever remember that his brothers were taken from him. The worst was how little he recalled so quickly had they over powered him. So quickly had he gone unconscious. He deiced he must learn at least one martial art and there it was his last memory his brothers great sword layed out before him in the drag marks left from the raid. He picked up the sword and ever since he has trained and fought evil in this world in whatever way he can. It was the first time he left the marsh and new evil's showed themselves. Slavery what was this notion of possession over another living creature it was wrong and from that day he swore to stop two greatest evils in this world to him. Slavery and the infection known as vampirism no good can come of such evil. Though in time he realized he himself was evidence to the contrary.
This post was last modified: May 5th 2013, 05:08 AM by MaxxRocker
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