A Roegadyn who'd once lead a small, yet very successful group of bandits out of La Noscea after the Calamity. Working alongside his brother, the pair enjoyed a lifestyle of wealth and moral greys. Over time and experience, the younger of the pair began to question their actions, along with his place in the world. When his brother delved into slave trade, things reached a breaking point. With a young hyur girl brought to their lair for trade, Agate finally confronted his brother and decided to flip the other side of the coin. The following conflict ended with a scar across his cheek, and his brother left dead on the floor of their meeting room. Agate would take the girl and flee into the night, being pursued by his former gang, who left the juggernaut with a plethora of arrows sticking from his back. He'd pass out at the gates to Wineport, child held in his arms.
That action lead to a member of the noble class having him healed and tended to, then offering the Roe a chance to start a new life, with a new name as a traveling bodyguard for members of the upper class. This job would lead him to Ul'dah, a place he would come to call home as he left behind his past entirely. Finding peace among the sands of Sagoli, and great interest in the ever changing flow of travelers through the Quicksand, Agate began a new chapter, under a string of aliases as his work demanded.
Gigantic and reddish skinned, this Roegadyn was always one to make his presence known physically. He kept his offwhite hair trimmed nicely, and was always sporting a well shaved beard. Truth be told he had deep down wanted a majestic mustache, but feared the ridicule that may come with it. He had deep purple pupils,and bore a dark scar across one cheek, a parting gift from his brother.
His form was perfectly cut, as the man stayed in steady combat and training. He had no issue with showing it off, though he was particular to try to keep his back covered. Reason being the myriad of arrow wounds the red skinned man's back and shoulders had scarred over. Having a fondness for the old brown chain mail, the Roe was forever a shambling mountain of metal. If you could manage to get him in casual clothes eve briefly...he usually wore something with an open collar/chest.
There were times were the Roe would don a very expensive suit, and a white Ash Mask..portraying himself as a Mr. Steel, whom he spread as a crime boss based in Limsa Lominsa. The guise was actually used quite often with much success.
Despite his imposing form, Agate was quicker to offer a smile and shield to those in need. He was an outwardly positive figure, that tended to insert himself into the problems of others, for the sake of making the burdens they carried lighter. Self sacrifice was nearly always his MO, to the point of upsetting what comrades he had, at how he would place himself in danger for nearly anyone who sat at his table with a problem.
Agate maintained an intimidating air, always ensuring people knew that he was not only present...but that he was strong and willing to impose that strength if needed. The security it provided others, enhanced his own sense of worth, and made it easier to feel he would never be as weak as he had been in the past.
When dealing with enemies, Agate was incredibly threatening. He dedicated much time to people watching, for the sake of gaining verbal leverage and information, which he had would use at the first sign of an issue. Beyond words, Agate was quick to resort to action if he felt the need was there. He followed a motto of, the blood would be better suited to his hands than another's. Agate kept a constant wall about his heart and problems. Never letting anyone get close enough, he would keep those close constantly feeling like the Roe was a world out of their reach...this was likely his deepest regret.
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