Ezekiel Vega

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  • Name: Ezekiel Vega
  • Gender: Male
  • Played by: Lian
  • Nicknames: Zeke, The Black Dog
  • Race: Human (Pure-Breed Lycanthrope)
  • Class: Fighter
  • Alignment: Neutral Good
  • Deity: None
  • Age: Looks in his mid 20s
  • Size: Medium-Large (Varies)
  • Body Type: Muscular Build
  • Height: 5'11"-6'2"(Varies)
  • Weight: 220Lbs
  • Complexion: Light-Brown
  • Hair: Black
  • Eyes: A Bestial Yellow
  • Handedness: Ambidexterous
  • Scars: None
  • Relationship Status: Ha...Hahaha, Funny
  • Personality: Often appears to be a loafer and friendly, but hides a serious streak about certain subjects
  • Mannerisms: Smooth and Graceful in movements, polite and friendly in conversations
  • Likes: Lycanthropes, Friendly People, Long Walks, Food in large quantities
  • Dislikes: Lycanthrope hunters, Arcane Magic Users, being/feeling trapped, submission

• Classic D&D Stats

  STR	22	INT	11
  DEX	18	WIS	17
  CON	20	CHA	7

• Description

  The eyes of a monster look at you filling you with the feeling that you are the predator, and he the pray. Those eyes only held one gaze, and that was one of the hunter in search of it's next meal. If one could look past those eyes they would see a rather common looking man, if a bit on the muscular side. Standing somewhere around Six feet and having the obvious fluid movements of someone comfortable in their own skin he was an oddity. His demeanor was almost always disarming, but those eyes were a constant temptation for violence. Wearing a find pair of black pants, and a blue vest covering his chest his arms stood stark and was obvious you did not want to be within arms reach of him should he be angry. Oddly anger seemed the furthest thing from the man, if you got to know him. Alas, most just saw those eyes, and who could blame them. He was more than he appeared, or perhaps less.

• Biography

  He is a man who has been many things in many different places, always searching for a place to simply be. He has been the youngest sibling of three, yet never the Prodigal Son. He has been a man who has kept the peace, but rarely a man of violence. He has been the secret weapon in the plots of gods, but never a servant to their whims. He has been a seer of spirits and a voice to the dead, but never feared the reapers coming. He is a man who seems to know himself, yet lacks something vital to him. So he has spent much time wandering, looking for that part of himself that he must have lost at some point, that vital bit of himself that is more important than the rest, for without it the rest cannot stand. He is a man in search of himself, and he thinks he might find himself in his new home. The first time he saw Silver Souls Castle rising above him on the horizon he was curious, having been there for a few days more some part of him can feel that it might be time to stop his searching, for perhaps at some point on the journey he had found what he was looking for.

• Physical

  Strength		Dexterity
  Endurence		Speed

  Mental

  Intelligence		Wisdom
  Magical Lore		Divine Lore

• Connections

  Friends

  Stormy Wind (played anonymously)

  Acquaintance

  Zera Arnet (played anonymously)

  Aolani Ena (played anonymously)

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