Milo Northwind

Milo Northwind
"Three-Shanks"
Gender	Male
Race	Hyur (Highlander)
Clan	N/A
Citizenship	Limsa Lominsa
Server	Balmung
Age	26
Guardian	Oschon, the Wanderer
Namesday	Unknown
Occupation	Self-professed scoundrel, sellsword, Sometimes-Thief.

Character

♦ General

Milo is a streetrat thief turned... Well, turned into an older, sneakier thief. Milo gained some minor infamy in pre-calamity times as Three-shanks Milo, wherein he escaped the captain of a crew who had caught him filching with a hidden third blade after being disarmed. Sure, it left him more or less unofficially exiled from Limsa Lominsa till the Calamity metaphorically and rather litterally wiped the slate clean... But hey, It was a good haul.

Milo now divides his time between Ul'dah and Limsa Lominsa as a sell-sword and, through the right channels and for the right price, thief. The latter occupation is where Milo gained his greatest notoriety, but recent years have seen him resort to it less and less. It's unclear however if this is an actual moment of morality... Or if profits are just better playing adventurer. Knifeplay is hobby and art to him, and he takes a nearly childish glee in martial combat.

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♦ Appearance

Milo is built more like a bruiser, than a thief. A powerfully built man of Highlander stock, 6 fulms and 4 ilms tall. Training, hard physical work and combat has packed corded muscle onto his already large frame, balanced precariously to compromise between sheer power and mobility in a fight. His flesh is roughly tanned by Thanalan sun and his chest scattered lightly with dark, slightly curling hair. His torso, arms and back nicked all other from innumerable scars most small, many the result of very serious injury. Milo is aware of his size and relishes it in situations where throwing a guys weight around gets you places. It's also clear that he's rather fond of his bulk, nearly to the point of vanity. Compliments go places.

Milo's features are rugged. He could be called handsome at times, masculine always... But never beautiful or pretty. Like the rest of his body his jaw and cheeks are nicked with scars, all of them slim and easily missed however. Notable features are the sweeping tattoos positioned around his eyes, and the shorn down stubble of his hair. that This is a man who grins easily, if not always for the right reasons. His eyes are a bright, bright brown that starts tinging into gold, vibrant against the dark stubble that always seems to be progressing into a true beard on his jaw, acting to hide the worst scarring and further lend an air of masculinity.

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♦ Behaviour

Milo grew up without any real family, fighting to survive. Crime was bread and butter from the beginning. Of all the places a kid could have gone, his seeming joviality is probably a pretty good end result. The sellsword is a simple guy. He likes food, he likes to brawl gamble and cavort. He likes ahh... Well, the aesthetic values of the various men and women of the better taverns... Ahem. Milo tends towards the quiet, expressing himself primarily through physical means. When he gets ale into himself, though, he gets louder and brasher. Not cruder, though. He's always pretty damn crude.

He know's he's big and is not afraid of resorting to intimidation to get something he wants. Though he tends to avoid actual violence where he can in less serious situations-- Pointless, wasteful violence makes for a poor track record, and the kind of people who employ him like professionalism. Sparring provides him with a vent for his otherwise channeled emotions, which doubles as an excuse to hone his skills with his knives. He trains as a pugilist strictly as a hobbyist, along with the exercise the Pugilists Guild provides in maintaining his physique.

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Combat

♦ Knifeplay

Milo has been using daggers and knives in fights all his life, with his technique honed in streetfights and the capricious auspices of the Rogues Guild. By his teens he was fiendish with his chosen weapons, using his prodigious mass to propel powerful sweeping attacks, taking advantage of that weight to smash through the guards of his opponents. Milo was once infamous among his fellow rats as 'Three-shanks', after he weaved the use of three daggers to claw his way out of an otherwise fatal sitation. The stories were generally exaggerated (by Milo) however; Milo keeps a heavy stilleto along with his ordinary daggers, and tades it in whenever he has need to puncture heavy armor that smaller daggers would simply glance off. Milo keeps a collection of many forms of knives and swords for this reason, and isn't afraid to weave them in and out of a fight to press any advantage given to him.

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♦ Ninjutsu

The Doman art of manipulating aether with extreme internal focus and the use of three handsigns, or Mundras, representing the energies of the Heavens, of the Earth, and of Man. The Shinobi who perfected this art have used it to produce impressive elemental attacks and effects in the midst of combat. Rumors are abound that Milo has developed some level of skill in Ninjutsu... Though to what extent is largely unknown. This is not an uncommon tactic among fighters-- advertising your level of skill allows opponents to know your strengths and weaknesses, and use them against you. Milo keeps the use of Ninjutsus out of peoples sight, or when the melee of combat can diguise what he is trying to do, so as to better manipulate his foes. Even then, it's a skill he rarely uses without good cause-- Flashy displays of power only attract more people to fight...

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