Honus Himself

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 Honus Himself
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Gender Male
Race Hyur
Clan Midlander
Citizenship Limsa Lominsa
Born c. 1555
Height 5 fulm, 11 ilm
Weight ~160 ponze
Alignment Neutral Evil
Occupation Sellsword
Server Balmung

FINISHED STATE NEVER EVER, THIS IS ALL HOT GARBO AND SHOULD BE TAKEN WITH A PILLAR OF SALT

A rapscallion hailing from Vylbrand, parts unknown, Honus Himself is a self-declared swashbuckler extraordinaire and self-admitted less-than-extraordinary gentleman.

Appearance

Honus Himself could be considered more beanpole than man, standing just shy of six fulms and possessing a spindly figure free of (un)necessary weight.

Bio

NOTE: Most of this stuff is considered OOC knowledge, unless you've participated in roleplays.

yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum, fifteen men on a dead man's chest

Behavior

Gregarious asshole.

Early Life

What is known of the man's formative years is little more than speculation and conjecture.

Family Romantic Platonic Physical Friend Acquaintance
$ Business Deceased Positive Negative Neutral Unsure

NPCs

Osmund Lorimer ( ) - Unknown
Head and namesake of the Flaxen Band.

Player Characters

Hayato Yuzuka ( ) - Saviour of Eorzea(?)
Details about the character
Lydix Notki ( ) - Couerl
Details about the character

Fencing - School Unknown

A strange style which takes inspiration from contemporary and historical schools of fencing. Emphasis is placed on speed and controlling the opponent's movements, taking advantage of the weapon's long reach. A free offhand is preferred, though use of a buckler is also accommodated. Unlike certain highborn schools, which stress the importance of movement on a single plane, Honus prefers to circle his prey. Ducking and weaving just out of his opponents' reach and with his blade nipping at the heels or exposed tendons of challengers, this style seems to prefer protracted engagements. When the opponent is judged sufficiently exhausted - or should an opportunity arise - Honus will quickly close the distance between the two, seeking either to land a killing blow or further tease his prey with a gauntlet or buckler to the face. Though cuts and thrusts alike are accounted for, this style tends to run the thrust up to the hilt as opposed to darting away after a successful blow. As it requires a large area of movement, Honus is ill-suited for combat in tight enclosures. Though better suited for drawn-out duels, Honus's natural inclination for quick and successive strikes tends to shorten time in combat considerably. All in all, a balanced style, best suited for reaction and opportunity, used in an offensive and exploitative manner. A perfect match for the self-proclaimed gutter rat.

  • Ubylsald
Honus's weapon of choice, rarely found far from his side. A side-sword measured at approximately 46 ilms. Features a swept hilt, with metal protruding in all manner of loops and coils along the cross-guard, seemingly intended to protect the wielder's fingers. With a tapered length of 40 ilms, the blade is noticeably thinner and longer than what is normally found in Eorzea, though it seems yet to excel at cutting and thrusting alike. A rather unorthodox design. A fisherman's wife once remarked it would bring ruin to the fools who would make themselves its master.

LIKES

Doman Tobacco
The sound of creaking wood
Sweet foods

DISLIKES

Alcohol
People with natural-born talents or privileges
Spicy foods

Quirks

Sensitivity to aetheric manipulation. Violent reactions to aetheryte travel. Mistrust of mages as a result.
Completely and utterly illiterate.

Common Rumors (easily overheard)

NOTE:If your character has seen him around, feel free to add common rumors.

Moderate Rumors (not obvious)

Rare Rumors (discuss OOCly first)

  • "So he goes by Honus now, does he? We'll see how long that lasts."
  • "Watch yer' tongue, stranger, 'fore I rip it from yer' gob. I were there when those dogs from the Flaxen Band hung poor Honus from the tallest tree they could find. Fought as a proud son of Rhalgr should, from the tyin' of the noose to the moment it'd broke his neck."
  • "It's him, I tell you, it's him! I'll never forget those eyes! My brothers, my children...!" - Incensed Invalid
  • "Mn? Honus? If only I could forget. We'd kept prisoner of the 'Mhigan whoreson not three suns afore he'd escaped and cut down Wymond and Raraka. Left the dog strung up overlooking Little Ala Mhigo."

PC Rumors

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