This is my character profile for a character in Feretris. If I should decide to play more than this character (not very likely), I will post that profile here as well.
Name: Zebulun "Zeb" ((No/unknown last name))
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Magic?: Link to a dragon (must elaborate more)
Appearance: Zebulun
Personality: To most, meaning his former masters, Zebulun seemed like a very obedient boy. Yet, that was not his true face. In truth, he was a dreamer, who dreamed of the biggest feats, and was often ridiculed for it. Yet, because of such hope, people quietly admired Zebulun.
Consicse History: One of the b*****d children of Cedric, Zebulun was bought by the Eldic estate as a chamber servant, often providing meals, cleaning, and other menial chores. However, his fate was to become a... pleasure slave, once he turned 16. Yet, two weeks before his 16th birthday, Zebulun managed to escape the manor with a stolen sword, and killed a guard in the process. Ever since, Zebulun has been on the run, looking for his father... If he was still alive.
Extended History: One of the many b*****d children of Cedric, Zebulun was bought by the Eldic estate (will it be changed?), to eventually serve as a pleasure servant. But until he turned sixteen, he was kept to doing menial chores, such as attending to the many nobles who dwelled in the Eldic estate, cleaning the many rooms, and countless other menial tasks. He often wondered where he came from, and how he had gotten to where he was. And most of all, Zeb wonered who his parents were.
Then, one fateful night, after a grand banquet was held in the Eldic estate to celebrate whatever petty trifles nobles celebrated, a very drunk mistress called Zeb to tend to her. Once there, the heavily intoxicated lady began to spew forth Zeb's secrets, of how Cedric had been his father, and of Zeb's value as a beautiful 'pleasure slave'. Ever since, Zeb had only one goal in mind: Escape and find his father.
Of course, that was when he was thirteen. Now, almost three years later, two weeks before he turned sixteen, fate dealt Zebulun a most gracious hand. Zeb was called to tend to a very renowned guest, a mistress of very exquisite taste in decorations. She had her room decorated with countless swords and bladed weapons from all over the continent, and beyond. As she began to fall into a drunk stupor, Zeb seized his chance, and grabbed the nearest sword on the wall, and dashed out from the room. Yet, it would not be so easy. A guard spotted him, and demanded an explanation of why Zeb was not only leaving his ordered 'post', but also as to why he was carrying a weapon. Zeb tried to talk his way out, the best way he knew, but the guard was just too smart. Out of options and panicing, Zeb swung the stolen sword as hard as he could in a horizontal arc. The guard, caught completely off guard, was severed, and the two parts of the once whole guard fell to the floor. Shocked by the sheer amount of blood he had drawn, Zeb almost went into a bloodlust frenzy, madly sprinting down the hall, to the exit. He crashed out and ran, and guards began to give chase. Yet, by a gracious, or perhaps evil, twist of fate, the guards ceased to give chase. Zeb saw this opportunity as his only chance to escape into the world, and ran. Of course, all those years bent below the crushing feet of the matriarchs had not done his body any good, and he soon collapsed in the forest.
Unbeknownst to Zeb, he had been allowed to escape only so that he could be tracked and followed, ultimately to his father, Cedric. At least, that was the plan the matriarch of the Eldic estate had in mind. Of course, plans weren't always perfect...
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