Ethan Locke
■ BIRTH NAME: Ethan Locke ■ NICKNAMES: N/A ■ RACE: Hyur ■ GENDER: Male ■ AGE: 25 ■ NATIONALITY: Ala Mhigan ■ ORIENTATION: No Preference ■ MARITAL STATUS: Taken |
■ CURRENT RESIDENCE: N/A ■ OCCUPATION: Brawler - Resistance Scout ■ PATRON DEITY: Rhalgr the Destroyer ■ ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Good [1] ■ TUMBLR: The Brawler |
Physical
Height: 6 fulms 1 ilms
Weight: 190 ponz
Complexion: Sun-browned
Hair: Raven black
Eyes: Steel Grey
Tattoo: Tattoos appear to cover a majority of his body, all interwoven in intricate detail.
This young man certainly was not subtle; he stood tall, though still slightly below average for his people, and bore a frame that spoke volumes in regards to his training. Long and lean, he maintained a figure that could easily bear the weight of armor and while his posture indicated at least some knowledge in propriety, it often gave way to ease and informality in the blink of an eye. His was a youth hardened by experience; dark, sun-kissed flesh bore a series of scars and his cool steely gaze maintained a certain level of scrutiny and suspicion. Deep, raven black locks framed his sharp, youthful features, haphazardly cut to en-shadow his eyes. There was a calm strength about him, a confidence that knew no bounds further emboldened by a keen sense of awareness. He seemed to smile little, slow to camaraderie and laughter, though just as easily could be seen sharing a drink with his fellows, harboring the subtle hints of amusement that seemed so uncommonly rare.
Dark leathers cling to his lean frame, fastened into place with multiple straps and belts crisscrossing here and there. The leather itself appears soft and supple, worn well over time and despite the close fit it seems to be comfortable, allowing for ease of movement. Beneath the sturdy armor a series of intricate tattoos line his body. The markings coil all about his form ending just above his jaw, at the inside of his feet and the center of his palms. The markings themselves seem to vary from those of sacred symbols to the esoteric. Beneath these tattoos and over other portions of his body the faint sheen of scarring can be seen, ragged and telling. He was not one foreign to the sight of battle nor its pains and consequences.
Interwoven wraps often adorn his hands, bound from his wrists and covering over his knuckles. On the off chance that the wraps are absent the tell-tale signs of physical abuse are prevalent in the scrapes and bruises that line his knuckles, alluding to his preference for hand-to-hand combat, though it is not uncommon to also find him in the possession of a number of knives in varying shapes and sizes.
Alcohol: Nothing takes the edge off quite like a pint of beer or a shot of hard liquor and Ethan often finds himself partaking in order to dull whatever pains or thoughts seem to plague him.
Fighting: Punching the daylights out of something or someone is his favorite pastime and stress-reliever and if he is not found defending someone else's honor with his fists, he'll likely make a point to do so in the pits later.
Good Company: While he does not appear to go out of his way to strike up something as innocent as a conversation, when caught in good spirits he is often very approachable if not even jovial, especially when in the company of those with a similar sense of humor.
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Arrogance: There is nothing quite so annoying as one that is overtly full of themselves, at least in Ethan's opinion. His patience tends to wear quite thin when in the company of such individuals.
Thugs: Those that make ends meet by taking advantage of others are the lowest of the low and Ethan does not have to think twice before showing them exactly what he thinks of them.
Liars: Ethan is slow to trust others for a reason and if he manages to catch someone in the middle of some form of deception, he is very unlikely to bother with them again in the future.
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Resourceful: Being the tail end of a running joke for most of his young life, Ethan often had to find less practical means with which to get ahead. Employing tactics learned through training as a scout, coupled with the more brutal methods of dirty brawling, one way or another he will find a way to turn the tables in his favor.
Reliable: While his methods may be unorthodox and a little devil-may-care, there is a determination about Ethan, if not a certain stubbornness to ensure that he fulfills any and all promises. Keeping everything in one piece, including himself, might be debatable.
Altruistic: There is a kindness to Ethan that seems to know no bounds and he will often be found sticking his neck out for people that he does not even know. Should he find anyone in need of aid or being harassed by unsavory types, he will be the first to step in.
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Short-tempered: Even in his youth, Ethan was usually the one to strike first and ask questions later, often goaded into action by those youths twice his size. The tendency persists into adulthood and should things take a turn or irritate him, his fists get a little itchy for a fight.
Reckless: The devil-may-care attitude is as much a part of him as it is a way of life and what is life without a little risk? While known as a talented scout with worlds of patience on the job, his knack for going the extra mile, or digging a little too deep, tends to bury him a little too far over his head.
Impulsive: Be it a flirtatious smile or a cry for help, Ethan will be on his feet and in the middle of the action without so much as a second thought, at least until reality begins to sink in.
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Hand-to-Hand Combat: Through life as a refugee and with some guidance from those who sought to aid him, Ethan kept his own head by fighting for everything he believed in. Smaller than most of the children his own age, Ethan was often looked down upon, heckled and bullied and forced to find his own means to stand up for himself. He learned to take his own disadvantage and turn it upon its head, utilizing his smaller size in the form of increased agility for swift strikes and evasion that shaped him into the formidable fighter he is today.
Reconnaissance: In his youth, he had a knack for getting his nose where it didn't belong, overhearing conversations and poking around dangerous territory. With time he developed and refined his discretion and, upon coming of age, his strengths were put to the test through rigorous scouting missions on behalf of the resistance.
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Resilience: Rigorous training has imbued Ethan with increased fortitude, allowing him to last through long missions with little to no rest. Similarly this also enables him to withstand some injuries without so much as a complaint.
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Pit-fighting: With a thrill for a challenge and the welcome release that punching someone mercilessly happens to give him, Ethan often finds himself in the center of several official and unofficial fights as a means to unwind.
Reading: While uncommonly rare, should chance have it that a book happens to come into his possession, Ethan will gladly set aside the time to peruse.
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PTSD: Recent developments have left their mark on the young man, inflicting him with intermittent insomnia, panic attacks and resorting to violence, often triggered by high stress situations or familiar experiences.
Scars of the Past: Previous injuries seem to have rendered Ethan with certain detriments and he appears to favor one arm over the other, often experiencing painful muscle lock and spasms if too much strain is placed upon his left.
Ruthless: When drawn into a fight, Ethan becomes emotionally charged to the point where it becomes nearly impossible for him to stop.
Relationships
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