Iskander Farander

Iskander Farander
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Gender	Male
Race	Elezan
Clan	Duskwight
Citizenship	Ishgard (Exiled)
Patron Diety	???
Age	Appears to be in his early late 30's or Early 40's
Marital Status	Single
Height	7'0
Weight	180lbs
Orientation	Straight

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Character

Appearance

His armour is of well made Ishgardian descent though all notable markings of affiliation are scratched off or painted over with a cheap paint to match the base of his steely armor. His sword is that of a curved blade, bound in leather it rarely sees the light of day or use for the most part. What ever he had once slayed with such a weapon that seems to be able to cut the air in a fluid grace, is no longer set to draw blood. His voice is that of sand paper, a gritty sound that while still being of Ishgardian origin sounds as if he had smoked for all his life, yet one will never see him touch one of those herbal intoxicates. For those who he graces with his actual appearance, he is a gaunt lanky looking man, a scar deeply bored vertically across his right eye is one noticeable item, though he will always claim that such stories are dull and boring. Long raven hair is tied back into a pony tail to keep fitted beneath his helm, and two rose gold ear screws are often affixed to his ears. For what reason, only he would know. His eyes are dull hollow blue, as if the world had long since given up on him, and in turn he had given up on the world. His overall expression is one of boredom, a scowl eternally set upon his face that may seem intimidating at first.

Personality

Sarcastic and dull, the Elezan seems to be hollowed from the inside out. Hidden beneath a set of plate and chain he is not all too easily angered and will often times hide his true feelings. What lurks in the man's mind is for him alone to know.

Combat

General

With the use of his curved sword, he seems to dance easily about, cutting through the air as if the blade was ment to do just that. A flourish of tact and grace. Though, those who see him in so close combat oddly are left with scorches and burns. Perhaps there is something more to him, than just meets the eye? A reason for his exile. (It should be noted that while, the Inferno Fausse is the weapon model, please picture the blade to be less grand in make, more in the model of the Curved Nil Greatsword, or simply the Murakamo from Dark Souls 2.)

Tendencies

Likes

• Miqo'te Females
• Elezan Females
• Hyur
• Vodka
• Sleeping
• Ice Cream
• Snow
• Rain
• Cinnamon

Dislikes

• Elezan Males
• Roegadyan
• Lalafell
• Miqo'te Males
• Au Ra
• Knights
• Mages
• Dragons
• Ishgard

Hobbies/Talents

• Alchemy
• Swordplay/Curved Sword
• Speech-craft

Other

• Not overheating in Ul'dah

Rumors

Common Rumors

• "Wow, he seems fit for war."
• "That's a fancy sword he's got about him. Wonder if he can actually use it."

Rare Rumors

• "Ya ever notice his plate doesn't have any markings? They're all scratched off."
• "He sounds like he's from Ishgard, but what's he doing all the way down here?"

Footnotes

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