The Archerson Brothers

Cedric Archerson

• Basic Info

  • Name: The Archerson Brothers
  • Gender: Male
  • Played by: strawberry_champion
  • Name: Prince Cedric Royse Archerson
  • Sex/Gender: Cisgender Male
  • Race: Human
  • Class: Archer/Fighter/Novice Warlock?
  • Alignment: Neutral Good
  • Age: 20
  • Body Type: Slim
  • Complexion: Pale; face is covered in freckles
  • Hair: Golden Blonde; Wavy, comes down to mid back
  • Eyes: Bright, almost electric green
  • Scars:: Small scars on hands
  • Relationship Status: Single; Bisexual
  • Personality: Timid; Anxious; Clever
  • Mannerisms: Calls Jason "Brother" more often than not
  • Likes: Sweet Wine; The night sky; full moons; the arcane
  • Dislikes: Fate; dragons; most predators; gambling

• Description

  Cedric was the shorter of the two, and he had a certainly less imposing personality; he was meek and nervous looking, usually standing slightly behind his elder brother. His fingers were often marked with fresh cuts and gashes, from his trembling hands slipping when handling arrows or blades. But despite his anxious personality, he seemed much brighter than his older brother, always carrying around some kind of old books or papers.
  
  An expert with map reading and old lore, Cedric himself was not born gifted with magic, though he regarded it with great awe and was prone to getting much more animated when in the presence of gifted mages and witches. Often times he could be found slinking through the shadier parts in towns, in search of necromancers and other masters of the dark arts, curious of all walks of the arcane. Through his travels he has managed to accumulate many tomes and spells, though most are quite average, or are useful wards and charms. Major spells drained the novice warlock.
  
  He himself was a thin man, lean from his work but not as muscular as his brother Jason. He stood very straight, though not uncomfortably so, and would usually wear his blonde hair down, though he sometimes tied it into a ponytail or braid for combat. His face, like Jason's, was covered in freckles, and he carried a much more pure air than his brother had.
  
  He wore a simple black cotton shirt and leather leggings, tucked into black boots, and a warm, olive green wool cloak- its color had since dimmed after being exposed to bright sunlight, but he seemed very fond of the thing, and had yet to get a new one. Like his brother, he wore his own crown- slimmer than his brothers, it was made of the same materials and set with rubies similarly; he too had never once lost the item, and seemed proud of the fact (though he wasn't the kind to brag, he certainly wouldn't refuse a compliment). He carried his bow and arrow on his back, but on his belt he had a Xiphos, a relic from a country he had his brother had once visited, won in a bet against a gladiator.

• Character Sheet

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  Mental

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  Intelligence

• All Art Is My Own Unless Otherwise Stated

  He's hardly intimidating but when someone's got a bow nocked and pointed at you, what choice do you really have?