It's been a while since I did a Brovo thing, but I'll be damned if I'm not up for another one. X)
Vickas Kanner
The Wandering Guardsman
Age: 35
Sex: Male
Appearance: As shown on the right; art was pilfered by
'Titanbolzen' on deviantart. Vickas' ears are fairly long, and his complexion is a mix between elven and humanoid: making it obvious to others that he's a half-elf (or half-human, to elves.) His hair long, well-kempt, and of a deep black - his skin is peachy-pale, and his body shape is large, muscular, and imposing. His eyes are of a greenish-blue color, though he often wears a full helmet in combat to hide these features.
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Strengths
>Man of Steel: This half-elf will not go down easily. In combat, Vickas is hard to bring down, and when he holds a point - it's very difficult for enemies to shift him off that spot. He's durable in combat, and his thick skin and armor will take a strong blow for Vickas to truly feel the impact. It'll take a strong poison to paralyse him with alchemical trickery, too.
>Way of the Spear: Vickas' spear feels like an extension of his own arm. He can attack whilst undercover with a fearsome stab, and barrage enemies with relentless stabs. If Vickas ever drops his shield and wields his spear in two hands, his defensive capability is reduced, but he unleashes his true fighting form, increasing his offensive capability considerably.
>Remarkable Reflexes: Whilst his agility isn't anything special, Vickas' reflexes are something else. He can spin around and block a sneak attack from the sound of the blade whistling through the air, or snap to a new stance and stab an enemy to the ground at the perfect moment as if he's a well-oiled machine. If you think this guardsman is dopey and slow, you've got another thing coming.
>Selfless Protection: Vickas will happily lay down and die for those he cares about, and even some strangers who he thinks deserve his aid. When Vickas is standing near the presence of an ally, he'll often intercept and block attacks intended to hit them, usually negating any injuries towards them, and sometimes taking an injury himself instead.
>As One: Vickas is used to fighting alongside others, especially melee fighters. Even if he's not too familiar with the person, Vickas can effectively fight alongside another melee user, blocking attacks for them whilst striking in unison, and positioning himself in areas where he won't get in the way.
Weaknesses
>Fear of Magic: Due to a past he'd rather keep to himself, Vickas is always uncomfortable around magic of any kind - but in particular, fire. Fire used even under non-magical circumstances makes Vickas uncomfortable. Whilst he doesn't hate magic users, seeing magic in use can bring back flashbacks. Vickas will
never be able to learn magic himself, and using enchanted gear isn't really recommend for him.
>Unstable Mind: Vickas' past is embedded within his mind, whether he likes it or not. If somebody somehow knows how to bring those memories back and force them into his mind, Vickas can be mentally broken.
>Rhienfield-Fearing: If anybody ever reveals that they're from Rhienfield to Vickas, he will have an extremely hard time talking to them or enjoying their company whatsoever. He won't hate them or wish them dead - moreso avoid them, and find himself unable to talk to them properly without looking extremely uncomfortable. This is an issue that could be fixed throughout the course of the RP.
>Warhammer-Fearing: Whilst it's quite a bizarre fear, it's true indeed. Vickas will find it very difficult to fight a humanoid enemy wielding a warhammer, as it gives him flashbacks. Whilst seeing one in a store won't make him freak out, the sight of these weapons give Vickas a headache and make him feel sick to the stomach.
>Incapable of Stealth: Self-explanatory. Vickas is unable to make any surprise attacks due to his clanky armour, and stealth just doesn't work if he tries it - even if he's unarmoured.
>Low Agility: Whilst it's obvious, Vickas' running speed isn't anything to brag about - even when he's not wearing armor. Any acts of acrobatics are difficult for him, and most humans will be able to outrun Vickas fairly easily. Jumping around on rooftops and such will usually end in a broken bone for Vickas if he tries it, unarmoured or not.
>Guilty: Vickas is disheartened easily when he's faced with failure, and will blame said failure on himself for a long amount of time. If an ally dies or is seriously injured within his presence, or if he makes a mistake that causes a negative impact on the party, he'll be disheartened and be weaker in battle; his reflexes will become more sluggish.
>Low Self-Preservation: This can't be considered as a massive weakness, but Vickas' nature to stand in the way of blows for others can range from selfless to suicidal. His sense of self-preservation is something that could certainly be worked on as the journey progresses, as there's little left in this world he cares about. Vickas will often take hits for allies even when he's severely wounded, or if a ridiculously powerful attack is aimed at an ally, Vickas will likely intercept it only to meet his demise.
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Biography: With a father who was a once-prized city guard for the Liverian Kingdom, the loss of an arm and half a face caused Vickas' father to be quickly rejected from his post as a city guard - like throwing aside a broken weapon. With no choice but to wander to a peaceful hamlet to accept his retirement from combat, Vickas' father travelled to foreign lands in shame... though there was one place he'd found on his travels where people seemed to accept him.
Within a hamlet known as Lhentirith - a place consisting of a mix of elves, half-elves, and a handful of various other races within a wooded area that specialised with magic was where Vickas' father met his wife. A beautiful elf with long, ginger hair who used magic for an honest trade of alchemy. Despite Vickas' father's grizzled appearance due to his scars of being a guardsman, she still cared for him and loved him - and so, Vickas was born within the discreet hamlet of Lhentirith.
Born a half-elf due to the races of his parents, Vickas grown up to be the son his father had wanted. Naturally strong, resilient, and with an adept hand for combat even at a young age. Whilst Vickas' father couldn't fully train Vickas due to a loss of a limb, he could still explain and pass down his battle tactics and advice to Vickas - who was naturally talented anyway.
However, amidst many magic users within the hamlet - Vickas grew up somewhat uncomfortably. He could never get the hang of using magic even in the slightest spark, despite how hard his mother tried to teach him some basic tricks. Vickas liked the idea of using magic, but never could get the hang of it. Whilst it was somewhat disheartening, Vickas felt very out-of-place within the hamlet as he grew up, just like his father.
When Vickas became a young adult, he near-instantly became a guardsman for the small hamlet of Lhentirith. Even with his inability to use magic, the sheer strength and unrelenting attitude of the half-elf was something to be admired: and soon, Vickas was suited in armor, given a spear, and swore on his life to protect Lhentirith the best he could. Whilst he did feel out of place, he'd still grown up in the hamlet, and the place was full of many lovely people.
Whilst the hamlet didn't have many guards at all, Vickas still helped to fend off bandit raids, wolf attacks, and the other hardships the so-called 'innocent hamlets' face. As Vickas helped to fight off the hardships, people respected him more and more. Vickas rarely ever left Lhentirith, and eventually began to get together with a fair and beautiful human maiden - little did he know this girl would haunt him in the future.
Time passed - but, one night, around the time Vickas was planning to marry his love with Lhentirith - an attack came that Vickas would never have been able to prepare for. An attack from the crusaders of Rhienfield who had discovered the magical-based hamlet, and stormed the hamlet to wipe the magic-users from the face of the earth. Vickas fought whilst his people were being slaughtered left and right, but he and the few other fellow guardsmen were no match for the unit of zealots. A hammer strike from a crusader knocked Vickas unconscious, and the last thing he would see of his little hamlet was the house of his lover being stormed by swordsmen.
Vickas awoken in the dawn after the night attack to see his hamlet burned to ashes in front of him. Rhienfield only needed to send a small handful of soldiers wipe Lhentirith off the face of the earth - and everything Vickas knew to him was gone in an instant. It was almost disgustingly poetic - how he, one of the few who weren't able to use magic in this city - was one of the few survivors after the attack. Almost everybody Vickas knew was gone. How he survived the attack was likely because Rhienfield soldiers thought him dead.
Vickas left the ashes of his hamlet, to wander like his father once did. Nothing was left for him, and his wandering nowadays is almost mindless. He still wears the armor of his people, though Lhentirith no longer exists. He doesn't know what his goals are, for he knows vengeance is too stupid of a goal when against the huge city of Rhienfield who had crushed the hamlet with little effort - like stomping on an ant on the floor.