Joffreid

Under the helmet:

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Full Name: Joffreid Heinsman
Nickname(s): The Tower
Sex: Male
Age: 28
Race: Ostian
Language(s): Common
-Joffreid's voice is always monotoned, and he sounds like he's uninterested in conversations almost 24/7 even when it isn't the case
Birthplace: One of the many scattered Ostian coastal villages,
Occupation: Sellsword

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Hair Color: Charcoal Black
Hair Style: Long, shoulderlength hair w/ a small beard.
Eyes: Bright blue
Skin: Caucasian, Fair Toned
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 212lbs
Bodily Build: Mesomorph, Fairly Muscular
Distinguishing Features: A scar spanning from his left brow diagonally across to his right cheek. Not to mention his height

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Skills, & Traits:
Swordsmanship (Skill, Physical)
Throwing Weapons/Objects (Skill, Physical)
Horseback Riding (Skill, Mental)
Mountainous (Trait, Physical)
Nature Admirer (Trait, Personality)
Quiet Type (Trait, Personality)

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Background:
      Born to two laborers in a Ostian village along the eastern coastlines near Bellmare, he was born healthy and average.. Well, so they thought at first. Joffreid grew to be taller than average, standing at a height of 6 feet and 5 inches, towering over most people in his village. Including his own father. Of course, this growth was gradual, as it developed through a almost excessive amount of growth spurts. His father, a former Silvercloak, began teaching him from a young age to ride upon horseback and fight with a sword so he may one day protect his village, or even join the Silvercloaks himself. Joffreid didn't mind this, as it didn't cut into the times where he'd help around the village doing odd jobs here and there for people.

      Joffreid, while doing all of this, found himself bored though. And what better way to quench the thirst of bordem by throwing rocks and sticks? And so that's what he did. But he found himself to be quite good at it, and personally 'trained' himself during free time. And so this is how Joffreid grew up. Being the helpful child he was, he quickly made friends of children and parents alike. And when he came of age, he had decided to become that of a wandering sellsword. Though not what his father had hoped, his relations with family and friends were well established enough that they had respected his decision, as a newly made man. Before his departure, his father bestowed upon him his old sword, shield and armor as well as a northern mountain horse. While the gear was worn and the horse aged, it was well enough to do him good.

      He also went around the village, saying his goodbyes to friends and relatives. Luckily for him, some of the villagers were kind enough to bestow gifts to him. Whether it be tips or some food or snacks for his journeys.And thus he set off, journeying about Ostia for a while, selling his sword to those willing to buy his services. From acting as a caravan guard to even a part of a crew of bandits who needed a extra hand, he has seen both sides of the coin. Even if he had not liked it, he had went through with it. That was his job, and the coin was to decide whether or not it was within his interests. Eventually, he ventured from Ostia to the lands to the south to sell his services. As he ventured south, while also getting used to the heat, he came to find a admiration for the nature of the lands below the land that is mostly shrouded in snow. Perhaps the colorful flowers and the sort?

      Anyways, Joffreid continued his line of work, passing through Saint-Astain for work for a while before entering Leoborn, working for a color cast of characters for a good few years, and even very briefly taking part in the rebellion there along side the rebels, and within those battles is where he earned his scar. Spanning from his left brow to his right cheek, it is the birth of the only other identifying feature of the man aside from his height. After the battle which they had lost, following the surrendering of Hans Steuber and Otto Levernz, he had decided that he had enough with civil wars and retreated south in fear of being hunted down. As he made his way south, he caught wind of a group of 20 brave individuals daring to enter the savage lands in hopes to make their way to Estavyr. Despite it being a long shot, he went along with it. He believed that if he'd get there, there's a profit to be made. And so he adventured along side the group, ultimately the group was brought down to a beaten and tired seven who had just barely made it to Estavyr.

And this is where we're brought to now, the tired and soar Joffreid arriving at Estavyr. Whether or not he thought of the journey worth it matters, as I suppose there's no chance for making second thoughts.

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Deity: Myros
Weaponry:
A Scratched and Worn Longsword w/ Leather Scabbard x1,
Beaten Up Steel Heater Shield x1
Apparel:
He's almost always found in a suit of battered and worn steel armor, consisting of a beaten helmet, sole pauldron, armguards, a sole bracer and legguard. Where a left steel bracer should be is a leather glove attempting to make up for it, and a black fur cloak draping over his shoulders, as if attempting to hide the lack of a second pauldron. Wrapped and strapped around his waist and spanning over his left, exposed shoulder are leather straps holding three pouches, as well as supporting the weight of a leather rucksack.
Miscellaneous:
Stale Loaf of Bread x1,
Half-Full Leather Waterskin x1,
Stained Bandages x1

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I'd be very much happy if any of you left suggestions, and/or criticism. And Nephos can too, so long as he doesn't bring up anything about sniffing jackets.

I like this, man. You seem to have read up well on the lore, which is always an admirable quality to have in a page, and the format is really nice.

You have a lot of armour, but as long as you realise it'd weigh you down like no-one's business then that's no worries. I'll toss it an accept, certainly, but I might wait to see what others make of it.

I think this is a fairly good character, though I'd simplify the Apparel section if I were you. It's a little overly specific if you ask me. Just say that he's wearing Damaged Steel Armor or something, rather than listing every single little piece that is in varying states of disrepair. While it is nice to see the amount of effort and detail you put into this, it's also hard to get the full picture of what his gear is when it's laid out the way you have it.

Krug wrote:

I like this, man. You seem to have read up well on the lore, which is always an admirable quality to have in a page, and the format is really nice.

You have a lot of armour, but as long as you realise it'd weigh you down like no-one's business then that's no worries. I'll toss it an accept, certainly, but I might wait to see what others make of it.

Thanks, and I'm aware. I took that into consideration when posting, as considering for the most part he'd have been fighting on horseback, although this isn't the case by now, as the horse would be too injured/old to be of any good quality for a courser.

thorogoodd wrote:

I think this is a fairly good character, though I'd simplify the Apparel section if I were you. It's a little overly specific if you ask me. Just say that he's wearing Damaged Steel Armor or something, rather than listing every single little piece that is in varying states of disrepair. While it is nice to see the amount of effort and detail you put into this, it's also hard to get the full picture of what his gear is when it's laid out the way you have it.

Thanks, and yeah I see where you're coming from, thanks for the tip. I'll get to making the edits now as you've suggested.

I can give this my personal +1 now that the apparel section is a lot easier to visualize. Also, I hope you know the damaged armor will make it harder to move around in, as some of the joints probably won't move as freely as a well maintained suit of armor.

I'm aware of this as well, thanks for the heads up nonetheless.

Lemme just go ahead and move this for you :)