Eckerd Woeclad

Eckerd Aldenport
D'you mind if I, uh... put some clothes on? as portrayed by rregret
Gender	Male
Race	Hyur
Clan	Highlander
Citizenship	Gridanian
Age	Late 20s
Patron Diety	Oschon, the Wanderer
Occupation	Adventurer, Bounty Hunter

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Character

General Information ■ Full Name: Eckerd Aldenport (Eck-urd Alld'nport) ■ Nickname(s): Eki, Icky, Heartburn ■ Marital Status: Single ■ Sexuality: Heterosexual

Physical ■ Height: 6'4" ■ Weight: 240 lbs ■ Hair: Ginger ■ Eyes: Light Green

Miscellaneous ■ Nameday: 10th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon ■ Vice(s): Smoking ■ Favorite Poison: Hard Lemonade ■ Alignment: Chaotic Good

Appearance

"The Red Waters" by rregret

At first glance, one's eyes would most likely fixate on the large scar running across the left corner of Eckerd's lips, located just above the strong jawline that's arguably had to withstand a punch or two in its day, and surrounded by a thick five o'clock shadow. Included on his list of "most distinguishable features" are the ginger hair and the easily noticeable infestation of devilish freckles along the bridge of his nose and cheekbones, effectively taking up what little space remains inside the bullseye of his face. There is, of course, also a particular tattoo. But we don't talk about the tattoo. Ever. He sure doesn't.

While perhaps not the largest Highlander in town, Eckerd still manages to stand around a head taller than your average person, with his broad shoulders and rather solid physical state only adding to his menace level if ever encountered in a dark alleyway. His arms, as well as the muscles on his pair of legs, each tell the story of a life spent around tireless footwork and vigorous thrusts. A lancer's story.

Understandably, Eckerd rarely puts too much effort into what manner of clothing he'll be wearing on his everyday outings. Heavily biased towards practicality over formality, and with little to no gil to spare for fancy clothes, it's only natural that he be seen in outfits more fit to an expedition or a recon mission than to a gentle stroll along the beaches of La Noscea. Under the moonlight. With someone spe- Hah! Not happening.

Traits

Personality

Enjoys

• A large variety of cigars, having no personal favorites of his own.
• Exploring new places and the feeling of grand adventure.
• Romantic novels with enough cheese to provide for the breakfast buns of an entire Imperial Invasion Force.
• Sweets, including - yet not restricted to - licorice and dark chocolate.

Avoids

• Glory hogs and bootlickers.
• Large crowds and overall gatherings of people in vast numbers.
• People with unreasonably high expectations.
• Surprises. Surprises are bad.

Hobbies and Interests

• Falling down from high places and hurting himself. A lot. May include profanity and salty tears.
• Haggling. Because prices on things are simply too overblown sometim-... most of the time.
• Reading. Obviously.
• Wrestling and other forms of hand-to-hand combat.

Skills

Climbing. Having grown up surrounded by the mountains of Gyr Abania - and later the lush forests of the Black Shroud - it's safe to say that the most foolproof way of locating Eckerd Aldenport is to keep one's eyes firmly locked upwards. Note: Not recommended while in the close proximity of cliffs and/or other environmental hazards.

Combat. When faced with the possibility of permanent death, or at the very least, permanent mutilation, Eckerd tends to place his faith in the hands of a sturdy lance - or a polearm of a similar fashion - whenever possible. Combined with a healthy dose of physical strength and years of experience in the field, this twenty-something sellsword has established himself as anything but a pushover. His rather unorthodox fighting style, while not unique in any meaning of the word, is essentially a mixture of the raw brutality often displayed by the gladiators of Ul'dah, and the grace with which the lancers of Gridania maneuver themselves around a battlefield. The result being a reckless, yet potentially destructive, style centered around a multitude of swings and thrusts, infused with hand-to-hand practices and bone-crushing kicks, that serve the sole purpose of ending a fight before it's even truly begun. This, however, results in a significant over-reliance on offensive strikes, which tends to leave him open for attacks whenever his momentum begins fading during a prolonged confrontation. Chainmail, as cumbersome as it can be in comparison to good leather, has saved his sorry hide more times than he can count - or dares to admit - which has solidified its status as his go-to type of armor for any encounter imaginable.

Flaws

Foolhardy. "Wrestling a Roegadyn? You betcha! Scaling a dangerous mountain in the middle of the night? Absolutely! Making sure to tend to your equipment so it doesn't fall apart mid-combat? Pfft! Nooope." There's courageous people... and people like Eckerd Aldenport with little to no care in the world for their own well-being. Simply put; morons with a death wish.

Socialising. Ever since leaving home with his brothers at the age of fifteen, there's hardly been a time for Eckerd to truly grow his social skills and knowledge amidst all the endless adventures and unrelenting training, which is painfully evident in both his anxious behavior in crowded places, as well as during more personal conversations between two people. Especially so if the opposite gender is involved, since reality is hardly portrayed accurately in the romantic novels he's been reading during the years to - at the very least - have some sort of understanding on how one's expected to act and behave whilst in feminine company. This constant feeling of expectations piling up on his shoulders whenever he's out and about in the world is one of the biggest reasons to said social anxiety, and has a habit of frustrating him to no end, much to his own personal dismay.

Background

History

To be added.

Rumors Rumor (\ˈrü-mər\): information or a story that is passed from person to person but has not been proven to be true. ◢ Common Rumors ■ "Never in a thousand cycles had I expected to be selling that kind of book to a man like him. I mean, it doesn't even have any raunchy bits of note in it!" - An unknown merchant ■ "Sure, I've seen him around. Word is, he was almost blinded recently. By a bomb - if you can believe it - right in the middle of the city!" - A proud citizen of Ul'dah ◢ Moderate Rumors ■ "Ah, the Aldenport brothers -- kind of heart and brave of soul. A tragedy, what happened to those boys." - An elderly Gridanian ◢ Rare Rumors ■ "I hear he's been making a good amount of coin these past few years, yet only keeps a quarter to himself. Wonder what that's all about. " - A fellow adventurer ◢ PC Rumors ■ "I am more than certain he got that Tattoo from something other than just waking up from a drunk night with it. We all know what happens when alcohol is consumed to the point you don't know what is going on." - Kaguya Nightsong ■ ■ ■ "The Books and the Bees" by rregret

Relationships ♥ Romantic Interest    ♥ Platonic Love     ● Good Standing    ● Indifferent     ● Poor Standing Family 💀♥ Garth Aldenport - "My life's never meant as much to anyone. And he paid the price for it." The eldest of the Aldenport brothers, Garth was the glue that kept the three of them together through the worst and best of times, with his tragic demise causing a falling out between the remaining two of his brothers. Well known as the charismatic leader of the group by a good chunk of the Shroud's populace. 💀● Matias Aldenport - "We never got the chance to talk things out, huh..." Garth's younger brother and the former tactician of the group, Matias was the first to leave prior to Garth's passing, and the first of the Aldenport brothers to start a family of his own. His wife, Seleucia, worked as an alchemist in the close vicinity of the brothers' usual tavern of choice, which is where they first met each other. They would later end up buying a house for themselves, as well as the child Seleucia was carrying, located not too far from Quarrymill. Died during the Calamity. ● Seleucia and Léon Aldenport - "She's family, and so's the kiddo. I'll watch over 'em for you, Matty. I swear." The wife and son of Matias Aldenport. Remain on friendly terms with Eckerd and are often visited by him in-between his travels. He considers them the last remnants of a family he has left in the world. ● Paulus (Father) - "Ain't got nothin' to say 'bout him. He's long dead." A lifelong soldier and later a gladiator of some renown within the walls of the Coliseum, Paulus was many things, except for a good father. Zealously patriotic and struggling with issues such as gambling and alcoholism, he effectively drove all three of his sons, and eventually, even his wife away from his reach by constantly bringing the aggressive nature of his profession back home with him. Currently residing in the city-state of Ul'dah. ● Bree (Mother) - "Gotta wonder what name she goes by these days." A merchant and a skilled tailor, she first met her would-be husband, Paulus, during a celebratory event in Ala Mhigo. While maintaining a good relationship with all of her children, she always remained passive during Paulus' beatings and harsh treatment of the three, choosing to focus on her work rather than to get involved. Whether this was out of fear for her husband or merely indifference remains a mystery to this day. Her current whereabouts are unknown to Eckerd, but she's confirmed to have left Ul'dah a few years prior to the Calamity. Friends "This is where I'd write 'bout my friends! That is, uh... if I had any..." Acquaintances Gallery Screenshots Meeting Ameline Valtin in the Twelveswood. Artwork All artwork made in collaboration with rregret. Music Birds Of A Feather Fall Together Heartburn When Silence Is Deafening All music by yours truly. References All the credit and respect in the world go to Bancroft Gairn for the base template of this profile. Thank you!