Braxis Wynterwulf
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PROFILE CONSTANT WIP
♦ General
Born in Limsa Lominsa, raised by a local maiden of Limsa and a Ishgardian for a father. The young maiden at the time soon found herself without a partner to raise the young Braxis when he was nearing the age of four. Rumors had it the father returned to Ishgard to fight the threats of his homeland, or he left the cheating whore he had spent several years with. Thirty years later the fate of his sire is still unknown to him. All Braxis knows is shortly after his fathers depature his first sister Quill Trueshot was born, few years later his brother Kaiser Stryker and lastly his youngest sister Asmaria Bloodyfury two years after Kaiser's birth. If anything was clear, mother had gotten around town to say the least. A thought the man doesn't enjoy pondering.
Years when he became the proper age to fight and dawn his fathers chainmail, in his younger days Braxis earned his coin to help his rather large family by taking work as a mariner and sword for hire. Eventually it lead him to a caravan up into Coerthas. The caravan was attacked and butchered to the last handful of sellswords, the group were saved by the local garrison of knights and dragoons under the banner of House _____. Upon his time healing he had grew a debt to his saviors, honor sake had him repay the debt slowly entering the society and culture his father was part of. Curious to the other half of his heritage he chose to stay after his debt was paid.
Time had allow this wayward son of Ishgard to earn his keep and eventually a knightly title for his deeds under the house. Although every deed has its consequences, slowly over time he had made a rival and foe here and there. Recently the headbutting between his rivals has forced him to travel back south to his place of birth, searching for work as he waits for the mess he helped to cause blow over.
♦ Appearance
Braxis is a tall highlander standing 6'7ft tall, his hair is usually down to his shoulders but it kept together in a tight, light brown man bun. This dragoon is has his fair share of scars ranging from the few slash marks on his face, to the various burn and claw marks that cover his chest and back. When he is spotted traveling between his two homes of Limsa and Ishgard he can be found in chainmail styled to be similar to Ishgardian made armor, a halberd or some sort of poleaxe at his side accompanied by a shortsword resting his side.
♦ Behaviour
Carrying a calm neutral expression most of the time, this highlander is more friendly and curious then he looks. He welcomes strangers to sit with him at a table in a inn, tavern or pub. He is a talkative fellow who will greet all with calm and kind words as if they were a friend of his unless they give him reason not to. Being the eldest brother he has quiet an issue being overprotective with others he knows or cares for. Braxis loves to spar and drink usually boasting about it. If any challenge him to a fight of sorts or a test of who can stomach for ale, he will accept without a doubt it is rare almost unheard of him him denying a challenge.
It is rare for this Highlander to old people in disdain or disgust, only in extreme variations of ones greed or cruel nature can have Braxis place this view on one. He will make his feelings towards these few individuals that have earn this view from his openly and without fear. His blunt nature is both a boon and a curse to him, as it has landed him in trouble as many times as it has gotten him out of it. He is as well a zealot of The Fury and Ishgard, but knows his boundaries whilst out of Ishgardian soil. His tongue is a rather crude one as well, spending most of his time with sellswords and mariners in his teens to knights and warriors freezing their rears off in the cold. He has picked up many creative words and is not afraid to say them out loud no matter the crowd.
Combat
Braxis is a fully trained Ishgardian Dragoon, spending his last ten years in Ishgard training with few relatives of his father, and friends he has made along the path of The Dragoon. He has little trouble keeping the dragon within tame and under control when he uses his gift of magic to combat dragons of the Dravanian Hordes or other foes that threaten him, family, friends or country. Although his resolve is strong and steadfast, he has known to have it weakened if the fight takes too long and he has used some of the Dragoon's abilities that call for much strength to summon little alone handle.
When it comes to basic combat with his halberd or blade he is well trained and doesn't always have to rely on magic to get the job done and his proponent slain. He has been trained to use both to defend himself and to slay others since he young boy, aspiring to be both knight and dragoon as his father was before him. But of course, he spent many years working under and with various sell swords and mariners that originally sparked his training and ironically enough stranded him in Ishgard ten years ago.
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- ■ "He fights dragons. Dragons! That armor and all those scars... I'm betting he has many stories to tell!" - Zanzan Yanzan
♦ OOC
Theme song:
Faceclaim:
Clive Standen - Rollo from Viking
Voice:
Sean Bean as Eddard Stark from GoT
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