Post by Kidney on Feb 24, 2019 22:42:15 GMT -8
Semyon Ageev
Resolve level: 0
-Appearance
Age:
31
Sex:
Male
Physical Description:
A man on the smaller side of the average, Semyon carries with him distinct straightness, as if at attention, when he is standing. With slumping shoulders though, he loses some of the effect. A thick neck carries a massive bald head upon strong shoulders, Semyon is a man carved of softwood. With a slightly tanned tone to the skin, Semyon looks rugged in his appearance. Rounded, but still carrying a manly musculature, he additionally is most often scowling. Deeply rooted nasolabial folds sit on either side of his mouth and very large nose, tickled by the bristly edges of a thick black mustace, connecting to a spotty, intercepted beard by way of two thick trunks of hair trailing around the edge of his mouth. Intercepting said beard are strange dents in the skin, pockets of empty space that sink, and of which no hair grows from.
His body is barrel-like and caveman-ish, hairy to a strange degree. Thick, mountain-climbing fingers attached to strong, rough hands with a texture of hardened sandstone connect to wide wrists and thick forearms. Barely and wheat-fed biceps attach to round shoulders, flowing into reasonably defined pectoral muscles. Moving down, wide hips are attached to thick legs hardened by long days of hiking and climbing, and to calves of which look carved of marble. Ending these legs sit plodding, wide feet, strangely untouched-looking, as Semyon very rarely removes his boots.
Attire:[/] Upon Semyon's head, firstly, is a tall fur hat. Pulled down to cover most of his large forehead and his exposed scalp, as well as his ears, the soft rabbit-fur interior keeps him warm in winter months (Alongside rabbit-fur-lined gloves). Upon his chest and back is a tunic of average make, encompassed by a large coat, decorated with fox-fur and one rabbit foot from the breast pocket, of which Semyon has a habit of taking off and putting on like a nervous habit. A thick belt holds heavy greaves to his legs, all ending in thick boots, the tips of which are coated in some hard metal. Upon his fingers are a handful of rings, mostly silver and pewter. In his ear, also, hangs a heavy gold ring, about halfway up the side, weighing one ear just a little more down than the other.
-Biography
Quirks:
Marksman: "And...BOOM! I kill it."
Survivorman: "Really, it's simple. Just don't die."
Superstitious: "WAIT! Faerie circle. Leave an eyelash."
Numbskull: "I uh...did not get a... schooling."
Backstory Synopsis:
An all-around survivor and hermit, Semyon took a bad loan deal that solved a debt problem with a local merchant, created another with a gang of criminals. Driven from his usual stomping grounds by loan sharks, Semyon wandered for a year or two before finding himself a proficient hunter of small game. Though, as the call of the Estate found his ears, he decides to work there in order to pay off his debt and live with his sister back home.
Full Backstory: TBR
Misc. Notes: (Special items, notable scars, scents, how they walk, or talk, etc.)
Scars: small dents in the skin, mostly upon his lower back and left leg.
Speech: Semyon speaks a broken version of English, mostly green to the new language but learning fast.
Scent: Semyon smells (thanks to bundles of leaves and ferns in his breast pocket, of which hang precariously out of it) leafy and wild, like a wet forest.
-Skills & Equipment
Weapons:
Flintlock Rifle - Purchased with loan money, the rifle is kept reasonably clean and polished most of the time.
Bow and a quiver of arrows - The common ranged weapon of Semyon, used for small game.
Large hunting knife - Self-explanatory.
Armor:
His thick clothing, nothing really.
Other gear:
A medium sized pack, filled with small cooking utensils and a bedroll, some rope, and a fishing pole.
Strengths:
A strong and able-bodied man, Semyon is well-suited for expediting into the unknown, he is survival-oriented and can be trusted to perform his assigned duties to the best of his ability (Reliable). Semyon, due to his lifestyle, is very accurate with the bow, and mostly accurate with the rifle.
Weaknesses: Despite all his bravado, Semyon is incredibly sensitive and overwhelmed easily. Due to spending a lot of his life alone or in very small friend groups, the man is confused easily in stressful situations revolving around large groups of people. Additionally, Semyon's extensive wisdom is centered around hunting and fishing and wilderness survival, as opposed to...anything else. Finally, Semyon has no idea how to fix his flintlock should it break.
Resolve level: 0
-Appearance
Age:
31
Sex:
Male
Physical Description:
A man on the smaller side of the average, Semyon carries with him distinct straightness, as if at attention, when he is standing. With slumping shoulders though, he loses some of the effect. A thick neck carries a massive bald head upon strong shoulders, Semyon is a man carved of softwood. With a slightly tanned tone to the skin, Semyon looks rugged in his appearance. Rounded, but still carrying a manly musculature, he additionally is most often scowling. Deeply rooted nasolabial folds sit on either side of his mouth and very large nose, tickled by the bristly edges of a thick black mustace, connecting to a spotty, intercepted beard by way of two thick trunks of hair trailing around the edge of his mouth. Intercepting said beard are strange dents in the skin, pockets of empty space that sink, and of which no hair grows from.
His body is barrel-like and caveman-ish, hairy to a strange degree. Thick, mountain-climbing fingers attached to strong, rough hands with a texture of hardened sandstone connect to wide wrists and thick forearms. Barely and wheat-fed biceps attach to round shoulders, flowing into reasonably defined pectoral muscles. Moving down, wide hips are attached to thick legs hardened by long days of hiking and climbing, and to calves of which look carved of marble. Ending these legs sit plodding, wide feet, strangely untouched-looking, as Semyon very rarely removes his boots.
Attire:[/] Upon Semyon's head, firstly, is a tall fur hat. Pulled down to cover most of his large forehead and his exposed scalp, as well as his ears, the soft rabbit-fur interior keeps him warm in winter months (Alongside rabbit-fur-lined gloves). Upon his chest and back is a tunic of average make, encompassed by a large coat, decorated with fox-fur and one rabbit foot from the breast pocket, of which Semyon has a habit of taking off and putting on like a nervous habit. A thick belt holds heavy greaves to his legs, all ending in thick boots, the tips of which are coated in some hard metal. Upon his fingers are a handful of rings, mostly silver and pewter. In his ear, also, hangs a heavy gold ring, about halfway up the side, weighing one ear just a little more down than the other.
-Biography
Quirks:
Marksman: "And...BOOM! I kill it."
Survivorman: "Really, it's simple. Just don't die."
Superstitious: "WAIT! Faerie circle. Leave an eyelash."
Numbskull: "I uh...did not get a... schooling."
Backstory Synopsis:
An all-around survivor and hermit, Semyon took a bad loan deal that solved a debt problem with a local merchant, created another with a gang of criminals. Driven from his usual stomping grounds by loan sharks, Semyon wandered for a year or two before finding himself a proficient hunter of small game. Though, as the call of the Estate found his ears, he decides to work there in order to pay off his debt and live with his sister back home.
Full Backstory: TBR
Misc. Notes: (Special items, notable scars, scents, how they walk, or talk, etc.)
Scars: small dents in the skin, mostly upon his lower back and left leg.
Speech: Semyon speaks a broken version of English, mostly green to the new language but learning fast.
Scent: Semyon smells (thanks to bundles of leaves and ferns in his breast pocket, of which hang precariously out of it) leafy and wild, like a wet forest.
-Skills & Equipment
Weapons:
Flintlock Rifle - Purchased with loan money, the rifle is kept reasonably clean and polished most of the time.
Bow and a quiver of arrows - The common ranged weapon of Semyon, used for small game.
Large hunting knife - Self-explanatory.
Armor:
His thick clothing, nothing really.
Other gear:
A medium sized pack, filled with small cooking utensils and a bedroll, some rope, and a fishing pole.
Strengths:
A strong and able-bodied man, Semyon is well-suited for expediting into the unknown, he is survival-oriented and can be trusted to perform his assigned duties to the best of his ability (Reliable). Semyon, due to his lifestyle, is very accurate with the bow, and mostly accurate with the rifle.
Weaknesses: Despite all his bravado, Semyon is incredibly sensitive and overwhelmed easily. Due to spending a lot of his life alone or in very small friend groups, the man is confused easily in stressful situations revolving around large groups of people. Additionally, Semyon's extensive wisdom is centered around hunting and fishing and wilderness survival, as opposed to...anything else. Finally, Semyon has no idea how to fix his flintlock should it break.
