Age: 35
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Occupation: Hunter, Falconer, Bounty Hunter - Whatever pays at the moment.
Appearance:
⁃ Hair: Platinum blond hair, shaved underneath, long enough to reach an inch passed his shoulder when he actually lets it down. Most of the time, it's in a messy bun behind him.
⁃ Skin: A kiss of Tawny hue.
⁃ Eyes: Hazel. From a distance they appear pale green but its just a hazel.
⁃ Height: 6’5”
⁃ Weight: 250 lbs
⁃ Clothing: Eyepatch over his right eye that never comes off in the company of others. A thick-hide leather falconing glove. A brown woven jacket with the left sleeve missing and gold buttons. There is a hidden sleeveless white shirt under this jacket for hygiene reasons. White pants which always appear clean (its a great mystery for anyone who meets him how he does it). Knee high hunting leather boots that are not in the same nice condition as his pants. A beautiful red-tailed hawk is his arm candy and best friend, besides Gestalt.
Most often found: At your local bar / tavern having a drink by himself, though not for long since he needs to keep track of others.
Abilities & Weaknesses: Call him the 'bird of prey' whisperer since he can befriend any avian hunter. This man is exceptional at tracking. He can hunt and track down anything and anyone just from the smallest signs left behind that would go unnoticed by most. This means that he's critically observant of the world around him. He is quite the combatant and strong physically. Unfortunately, he cannot swim. He gets PERSONAL. FAST. Some will find him a bit invasive and nosy, but heaven HELP if you say something the wrong way. Very easily riled up and most often to his own detriment.
Personality: Upon the initial meeting, one would think this man to be quite interested in you. Many mistake this as him flirting or charmed by you. Hah. Rather, he is gathering his intel just in case someone calls for a bounty on your head. Despite the ulterior motive, he is quite friendly and outgoing to the naked eye. Beyond his facade is a man who is all too serious about his work. One could say he is a workaholic but really, he just loves hunting, especially with his companion and falcon. He does not hold onto anything emotionally, both bad and good, since he finds it all pointless. The only things he cares for is his falcon and astral.
Likes & Hobbies: Hunting is the name of the sport and enjoyment. Falconing is his hobby and if he can make some money on the side, all the better. He also will enjoy a game of cards if someone wants to play. A bit of gambling is never a bad thing right? So long as he knows the odds are in his favor, whether through true luck or a luck he has to make on his own (cheat).
Back Story/Character History: His family was from humble beginnings. They served a nobleman in various roles. His mother was maid and as a young boy he would stay by her side learning how to make all kinds of stains 'disappear'. His father was the groundskeeper and that often meant he served as pest control. While he loved his parents, most of Gahiji's teenage years away from them and with the other servants. Growing up with the influence of many proved to be useful as he found his skill for hunting among the tracking parties.
Being a strapping teenage bottle of youth, it was his loyalty that proved to be his downfall. The falconer provided Gahiji with a sense of comfort in the quiet moments from the hunt. This led to his first friends: the birds of prey. While out with the hunting party, the archer had tried to hunt down a hawk that he deemed food, and Gahiji disagreed. No persuasion would stop the harm to the bird and so he interfered and saved the avian hunter at the sacrifice of his right eye. From that point on, Gahiji stayed by the side of the falconer since he learned everything he needed anyway for hunting.
The nobleman was a kind fellow and let the little family stay on until both parents had naturally passed by the time the lad was 25. At that point, the master encouraged Gahiji to venture off into the world, and even bestowed onto him his own falcon as a parting gift, along with proper attire to match. Gahiji has never looked back and carries little ill will with him. He learned to accept life for what it was: a game waiting to be played.
Driven Goal: Money. That is the focus. He wants to be so secure that he can just simply retire in the forest with his companion and falcon without another care in the world. Money is the way to do that; he understands that.
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It was after his injury when he was still learning how to see with one eye at the ripe age of 16 that he stumbled across a caravan. Or perhaps this caravan had been looking for him, since he was the only one to see this. It was there that he was gifted a strange scroll that would be promised to help heal his wound. He was very disappointed when after a week it did nothing for his eye, but it gave him something he needed more than that: a true friend that was all his to keep.
