Madoc Parnell
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PREFACE
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PERSONALITY
OTHER INFORMATION
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CREDIT
"I'LL KILL FOR YOU..."
- Madoc remembers living in the Steppes as a small child. He remembers being surrounded by a Xaela tribe, and tall mountains, and the warm sun on his face.
- He remembers fire, and war, and the crackling of branches. Boarding a small vessel and spending far too many weeks at sea. Xaela bodies being sent overboard, dead and rotting with disease. The feel of land beneath his feet, and being traded from one pair of hands to the next, and then moving and running and surviving.
- A young child, alone and lost, he remembers dark nights and cold shoulders. "Demon child," the blurred faces said. He remembers starting to believe them, and the rebellion that burned through his veins in bitterness.
- Then, he remembered a face. A thick beard with matching brows and a smile that was both gentle but callous, extending a hand that showed the same. "Sellswords," Madoc remembers him saying, "are simply demons without horns." Madoc took the hand, and his training as a mercenary began.
BASIC INFORMATION
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- FIRST IMPRESSION.
- With his myriad scars, muscular stature, and decorated broken horn, Madoc can be a rather imposing-looking xaela. His tall posture is relaxed most times, striding with a confidence as if he owns whatever place he enters. Almost always present is a smug little smirk, and a low, earthy chuckle often rumbles from him. His black eyes are much more observant than he first seems. He appears to be the laid-back sort and one with whom a good drink and story could be shared.
- CLOTHING.
- Simple leathers, furs, and cloth make up the majority of Madoc's everyday wear. Sometimes plated boots cover his legs and arms, but otherwise he's a man of simple means. His upper half is rarely covered, exposing his tanned skin and the diverse marks scattered across his well-built form.
- Madoc has been chided on more than one occasion to put on a shirt, yet he stubbornly refuses. 'The abs need to breathe', he would claim with a little teasing grin. Lately he's been seen wearing a dark red coat, and this seems to be a compromise of sorts with whoever convinced him to wear it.
- SCARS.
- Many. Each one has a grand story that goes with it, or so he claims. Whether they are true or not, no one can say for certain, and even Madoc seems coy on the matter.
- On his head, two small scars are etched below his left eye, cutting through the scales of his face. There are also a few small scars that jut past his hairline, unseen until it was shaved. His left horn is noticeably broken a good 3-4 ilms in the front and the back.
- Various other scars litter his body, from the small ones on his neck and arms, to larger scars that run across his torso and lower back. These are all easy to see, as Madoc makes no attempt to hide them. Instead of shame, he seems quite proud of his collection.
- KEY ITEMS.
- CONFIDENT.
- Typically found in taverns or lazying about, it's easy to see Madoc as an easy-going, laid back guy at first. And he is. He loves interesting stories is quite comfortable walking straight up and striking a conversation. The company of women is even moreso welcomed, with his wandering eyes and cocky little smirk.
- Typically found in taverns or lazying about, it's easy to see Madoc as an easy-going, laid back guy at first. And he is. He loves interesting stories is quite comfortable walking straight up and striking a conversation. The company of women is even moreso welcomed, with his wandering eyes and cocky little smirk.
- OBSERVANT.
- People intrigue him. He asks pointed questions and tests waters, and it's sort of a game for him to read reactionary tics and responses in order to know a person better. He is more observant than he might seem, storing away information for later.
- People intrigue him. He asks pointed questions and tests waters, and it's sort of a game for him to read reactionary tics and responses in order to know a person better. He is more observant than he might seem, storing away information for later.
- REVELS IN COMBAT.
- On the battlefield, Madoc loves the adrenaline of a good fight, often taunting enemies or boosting the morale of others. Even if wounded, he'll seem to be enjoying himself. There's a light-heartedness to him, almost as if he was playing a sport and not murdering
peoplelegitimate monsters.
- On the battlefield, Madoc loves the adrenaline of a good fight, often taunting enemies or boosting the morale of others. Even if wounded, he'll seem to be enjoying himself. There's a light-heartedness to him, almost as if he was playing a sport and not murdering
- DEDICATED.
- A serious side emerges when it comes to business and loyalty. Despite his questionable trade and self-serving attitude, he is surprisingly true to his word. His loyalty can be bought, for good or ill, and he will remain so until the job is done. Unless, of course, this puts him in a compromising position. He doesn't like being tricked or trapped, and this is the quickest way to kindle his anger.
- TROPES.
- PERSONALITY TRAITS.
Positive Standing Neutral Standing Negative Standing
Trusted Physical Attraction Romantic Attraction | Significant Other Business Uncertain/Puzzled | Deceased Enemy/Rival NPC |
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WORK IN PROGRESS
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Ruran Vas • Orrian Servais
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"...BUT I WON'T DIE FOR YOU."