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NameName:XXXXXXXXXXXX Peter Franz
Nickname(s)Spitzname(n):XXX Prater ('Father' in Latin)
AgeAlter:XXXXXXXXXXXXXX 30
GenderGeschlecht:XXXXXXXXX Male
HeightGröße:XXXXXXXXXXX 185cm
WeightGewicht:XXXXXXXXXX 85kg
Eye ColourAugenfarbe:XXXXX Green
Hair Colour Haarfarbe:XXXXX Black
BuildKörperbau:XXXXXXXXXXMuscular and tall, Peter is a solidly build with a very sharp angles to him; shoulders, elbows, even his stance is that of someone who thinks the world is an enemy. His long face has often been described as 'sharp'. His black hair is cut into a Mohawk and tattoos on his upper body (usually unseen, from his waist down his arms to the wrists, and up to his collar line of mythical animals and gothic runes) add to the rather fearsome impression he tends to give off. He also has his nose pierced with a ring, making him look more bull-like then no. Peter's glaring green eyes also warn off those who might pick a fight with him.
LikesVorlieben:XXXXXXXXXXX Cushions
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Tattoos
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Talking
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Making friends
DislikesAbneigungen:XXXXXXXX His Captain drinking
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Bullies
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Jerks
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX People who don't follow regulations
Favourite ColorLieblingsfarbe:XX Black
Favourite FoodLieblingsessen:XX Black pudding
PersonalityPersönlichkeit:XXXXXX Although he does look like a denizen of the deepest regions of Hell, Peter is actually a rather lenient and nice guy once you get him talking. There is almost nothing a person cannot talk to him about, or ask for advice from him. As such, he is generally thought of as a sort of 'Father confessor'. hence his nickname. Popular among newbies, he does his best to mentor those who seek his help, or those he thinks needs his help. He comes across as understanding, patient, and like and all-round nice guy.
However, there is a flip side to the coin, and a part of his character that mirrors his bull-like appearance; what his friends term as the 'Dark Prater', or 'Dark Father'.Should anyone be so stupid to get him riled-up enough, he does tend to get physical and deck all those involved, regardless of involvement, and go on a bit of a rampage until he gets it out of his system. Being a one-on-one combat expert, and taking full advantage of his large size and copious strength, only very few people can stand face-to-face with him for long.
However, he does feel ashamed after such events and tends to apologize afterwards.
Home DistrictHeimatbezirk:XXX Wall Maria Region
Home DistrictHeimatstadt:XXX Dauper
RankRang:XXXXXXXXXXXXX Sergeant
LegionLegion:XXXXXXXXXXX Stationary Guard
Primary WeaponHauptwaffe:X Sword
HorsebackPferderücken:XXXXX Yes
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Peter was born to poor barley and wheat farmers in Dauper.
He was the eleventh son of the family and was more or less raised by his aunts and their daughters, as his mother had passed away when he was born. Being part of such a large and extended family in a very small and close community, Peter was taught the importance of working in a team and respecting others from a very early age.
As soon as he was able to do so, right after learning to walk on his won, Peter was often seen helping where he could, toddling after his older brothers and father as they went about working the land.
At the age of 11, Peter saw his first Titan, which had escaped through the uncompleted Wall Maria and had devastated the village, as one did every now and again. He lost four of his brothers, five cousins, and two aunts. After this he decided that the only real way he could help his family and his community was to become a soldier and protect his village from the Titans.
Though understandably sad and worried, his father understood this need to help, being such a man himself, and had let him go, giving him what little money he could to assure him as good a start to his new life as he could. After a tearful farewell, Peter left his family and headed for the military.
As he had been a very slight and thin child, he was almost turned away from the military. However, one Victor Farqua (Dominika's grandfather) had seen the child stubbornly go up against one of his more terrifying drill sergeants and had taken a liking to the boy, taking him under his wing and all but making him his 'page'.
This was where Peter learnt a vast amount of skills, tactics and even a hate of the Titans. He stayed with the old man up until his death, he himself giving the half dead colonel the mercy blow after he had been bitten in two.
During his time as Colonel Farqua's aide, he met and got to know his superior officer's granddaughter, Dominika Farqua, who is now head of the newer Stationary Legion and is completely loyal to her. They remain good and close friends, though he dislikes her drinking habits; he considers her to be a surrogate younger sister of his.
As of the current date, Peter is something of the unofficial Legion Psychologist and Drill Sergeant of the Stationary Legion, and Dominika's right hand. He has been offered promotions, however, he has turned them all down, thinking of himself as nothing more than a farmer boy and his modesty getting the better of him. And also because he despises the idea of doing an officer's work...even though the Legion considers him to be one.
He is also the eldest person alive right now in his Legion.
He was the eleventh son of the family and was more or less raised by his aunts and their daughters, as his mother had passed away when he was born. Being part of such a large and extended family in a very small and close community, Peter was taught the importance of working in a team and respecting others from a very early age.
As soon as he was able to do so, right after learning to walk on his won, Peter was often seen helping where he could, toddling after his older brothers and father as they went about working the land.
At the age of 11, Peter saw his first Titan, which had escaped through the uncompleted Wall Maria and had devastated the village, as one did every now and again. He lost four of his brothers, five cousins, and two aunts. After this he decided that the only real way he could help his family and his community was to become a soldier and protect his village from the Titans.
Though understandably sad and worried, his father understood this need to help, being such a man himself, and had let him go, giving him what little money he could to assure him as good a start to his new life as he could. After a tearful farewell, Peter left his family and headed for the military.
As he had been a very slight and thin child, he was almost turned away from the military. However, one Victor Farqua (Dominika's grandfather) had seen the child stubbornly go up against one of his more terrifying drill sergeants and had taken a liking to the boy, taking him under his wing and all but making him his 'page'.
This was where Peter learnt a vast amount of skills, tactics and even a hate of the Titans. He stayed with the old man up until his death, he himself giving the half dead colonel the mercy blow after he had been bitten in two.
During his time as Colonel Farqua's aide, he met and got to know his superior officer's granddaughter, Dominika Farqua, who is now head of the newer Stationary Legion and is completely loyal to her. They remain good and close friends, though he dislikes her drinking habits; he considers her to be a surrogate younger sister of his.
As of the current date, Peter is something of the unofficial Legion Psychologist and Drill Sergeant of the Stationary Legion, and Dominika's right hand. He has been offered promotions, however, he has turned them all down, thinking of himself as nothing more than a farmer boy and his modesty getting the better of him. And also because he despises the idea of doing an officer's work...even though the Legion considers him to be one.
He is also the eldest person alive right now in his Legion.
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