Character Name: Oineros Lycius
Race: Imperial
+10 Personality
-10 Agility and Willpower
+10 Mercantile, Speechcraft and Heavy Armor
+5 Blade, Blunt and Hand to Hand
Spell like powers
Star of the West greater power (Form ID 00047ADE): Absorb Fatigue 100 points on Touch, once per day
Voice of the Emperor greater power (Form ID 00047ADD): Charm 30 points for 30 seconds on Target, once per day
Birth Sign: Thief
Fortify Agility 10 points on Self
Fortify Luck 10 points on Self
Fortify Speed 10 points on Self
Class: Smuggler (Custom)
Blade --- Apprentice
Unarmed --- Journeyman
Block --- Apprentice
Athletics --- Apprentice
Light Armor --- Novice
Speechcraft --- Journeyman
Illusion --- Novice
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Gender Preference: Anything on two legs and breathing
Guild Affiliation(s): Arena: Brawler
Character Armor: Full Leather Armor with Gauntlets.
Character Weapon(s): Fine Iron Dagger and Iron Longsword
Character Bio: Oineros was born to a poor family in the slums of the Imperial city. Like many youths born under these conditions he joined a gang to earn extra money, and eventually moved out of the city to join a small den of bandits and thieves. Luckily he and his den weren't killed by a wandering adventurer, though he did lose most of his childhood friends to skirmishes with caravan guards and soldiers.
One day an adventurer found their hideout and proceded to slaughter the remaining bandits. The group was ready to disband, but fortune appeared in the form of the representative of a smuggling group, and a well timed charm spell from Oineros. They moved out and up into the world, joining a somewhat profitable Dweomer artifact smuggling ring.
He spent the next eight years of his life there, learning skills and making money with his new family. He would've been happy spending the rest of his life like that, but fate intervened once again. This time it took the shape of a traitor who sold them out to a rival group. Oineros came out of the bloodbath that followed with his weapons and armor splattered in blood, and without a coin to his name.
Bereft of purpose and all earthly possessions he did the only thing he could think of. He joined the Imperial Arena to earn some money, and took up adventuring to earn some more.
Appearance:
Oineros stands at just a shade under six feet tall with a healthy amount of lean muscle and not much else. He keeps his dark hair trimmed to just shy of shoulder length, and does his best to keep it clean between adventures and drinking binges.
He's has a face thats well suited to being very threatening, but he keeps a smile in place to keep from scaring people away.
