Name: Jex-El Aldiere
Age: 32
Race: Human
Country of Birth: Belskan, Everan
Country of Origin: Kaymari, Semara
Appearance:
Bio: Born in the land of the warring slaves, Jex-El's childhood was like most others, filled with horror blood and death. Bandits were a constant and daily threat to his village. His father being one of those men. He had forced himself on Jex-Els mother the last time his band had visited his home. The first time Jex-El had ever remembered meeting his father was at the age of 5, when his dad came to his home beat him and his mother and then fell asleep in her bed. Until then he was always aware of the fear that seemed to hang in the air, but it was that night that he first met death. Jex-El watched his mother kill the man in his sleep before taking her own life as well.
Jex-El grew up as an orphan, and in Belskan, that meant he was not expected to live to adult hood. From 5-9 he grew up in a halfway house of sorts, till the owners themselves were killed. From then on he fended for himself. With a lot of pent up anger and a lot of reason to take it out on people, he learned to fight and steal to survive. He became quite good at it too. at a still young age of 12 the child could hold his own brawling with a grown man. It was obvious to anyone that Jex-El was meant to be a warrior, no one thought however that on his 16th birthday, the day of his manhood he would pack up his bare amount of belongings, left his home and made his way out of this gods forsaken country.
It was on this journey toward Kaymari, his chosen new home did he meet up with fate. Well really, fate met up with him. Well in reality fate was a wyvern, crashing into his minimalist camp, with a team screaming for blood. Jex-El had jumped too his feet, a clumsily crafted battle ax in one hand, a long dagger in the other, no armor to his name, screaming right back at it. Now Jex-El would tell you how he had killed the beast that night, but in reality he had only broken through that creatures natural armor once before being knocked unconscious by a whip of its tail. If it wasn't for the team of hunters that was tracking the foul beast arriving when they did, No one would have ever told this story. They saved his life, killing the beast. Jex-El awoke the next day bandaged from various wounds, with several impressed Drachazors around him. They offered to apprentice the young man, not only for his bravery but his innate prowess to even strike the beast truly. He stayed with these men for another 6 years training like no one ever could back in his home country. He became a master of fighting with the bare amount of armor, deflecting blows that would kill a normal man. of fighting with two weapons, a beautifully crafted hand ax he earned through his training, and a longsword he had brought with him from his village. He finaly earned his rank as a true Drachazor by delivering the killing blow to an actual dragon one fateful hunt. There he earned his mark, a large brand
The same beast he had killed.
From then he left their company roaming the lands, in search for the next adventure.
Personality: Jex-El is a very rash person, the kind of man who usually gets into fights in bars and inns. He is passionate if a TAD bit abrasive. If you get to know him, you would meet a mind that wishes to know everything to learn travel and adventure. Someone who would be the first to jump at anothers aid. Who fights for the weak and helpless because he himself has had enough tragedy in his own life. He is also vengeful and hateful. He will go out of his way to find a man who did him wrong.
Combat Skills: A vicious two weapon fighting style that he has mastered. He can also throw daggers two being in his belt at all times.
Adventuring & Survival Skills: A hunter by trade, he can follow a beast for miles with the most bare amount of evidence or trail. He is a survivalist, able to live off the land for weeks as he travels.
Other Skills: Drinking if that was ever a skill Jex-El is a master of it. He also learned how to play a lute around the campfire and has become quite good.
Reason for traveling: To find adventure and MOST IMPORTANTLY Love.
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