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George Townsend
Name: George Townsend
Age: 24
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Specialisation: None (If anything, guardian)
Occupation: Fugitive/Mercenary
Religious Beliefs: Andrastian Chantry, to some extent
Brief Appearance: Blonde hair and blue eyes, George sports a muscular build and stands at a height of 5'10. On his left shoulder remains a patch of darkened skin, a lingering memory of a nasty frost burn at the hands of a mage.
Brief Personality & Skills: George is a quick-witted and rather sarcastic gentleman with more intelligence than he lets on. In his years on the run, he has become accustomed to the game of lies and bears a deep-set mistrust for most people. While he might seem warm and friendly on the outside, he counts very few among his 'true friends' and can be very manipulative of those he deems unworthy of his trust. Trained to be an honourable fighter, George has a martial prowess to match any able bodied soldier and has learned enough in his time amongst the less desirable inhabitants of Thedas to know how to fight dirty, also.
Brief Bio: A childhood in Highever is rarely one of strife or misery. George was raised amongst one of the lower status noble families in the Teyrnir, one of two sons who were groomed for great things. Their father dedicated his life to building his sons into something that would make the Townsend name one to be respected. This panned out as George's older brother, Aedan, enlisted in the Templar order and swiftly climbed their ranks. Accolades and respect fell down upon the family for the honour brought by their eldest child. George was to be the next to do so, a career in the Teyrn's forces or something greater perhaps. While George wanted to follow through with this, his blossoming relationship with a girl from the alienage threatened the family's booming status. After an extensive relationship and some tumultuous times, problems really started to come to a head after the alienage was accused of harbouring apostates. Desperate to save his lover, George rushed to the alienage to warn her of the Templars' approach... too late. He found himself caught in the middle of a small skirmish in which his Elven lover was involved, fending off his brother and a wealth of other Templars with magic. Rushing to her defence, the pair fled the city and became fugitives, both wanted by the Chantry for their crimes. George doesn't talk often about why the pair parted, how they escaped or how he earned the burn mark upon his shoulder... only that his love for the girl earned the scorn of his family and that now his only home was the road.
Skills:
Willpower — 2
Dexterity — 3
Constitution — 5
Strength — 3
Communication — 3
Perception — 1
Cunning — 3
Magic — 0
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