Post by Magnus on Feb 16, 2019 21:19:53 GMT -5
Art by Bioware (edited by Admin).Player’s Handle: Aliana
Registered Username: magnus
Display Name: Magnus
Nickname(s): Mags; Vandal.
Aliases: Known as the Vandal of the Silent Plains in professional fighting circles, especially within the Tevinter Imperium.
Occupation(s): Prizefighting Pugilist; Mercenary; Hired Guard.
Orientation: Straight; Romanceable.
Date of Birth: Unknown. Born sometime around the year 9:11 Dragon, as he's clearly somewhere in his early 30s.
Birthplace: Unknown. Possibly the Silent Plains, in the Tevinter Imperium.
Appearance: Magnus has covered his body with tattoos. The largest, and most visible, of these is that of Tevinter’s entwined drake-and-snake heraldic crest which coils around his right arm from his wrist to his shoulder. He has a number of scars on his frame, as well. He stands at a broad-shouldered 6’3”, with a muscular build. His hair is light brown and he dons an undercut and a full beard. Magnus' eyes are pale green, expressive, and rakish. Impressively, despite his fighting career, he still has all of his teeth. His otherwise symmetrical nose, however, still shows some evidence of having been broken and reset at varying times in his life. His voice is deeper than most, with a laugh that rumbles above the rest.
Signature Scent: Sweat and leather.
Weapons: A Tevinter longsword forged of paragon's luster, and a long Tevinter dagger forged of veridium. Magnus is not particularly attached to his weapons of choice and is not above using them as gambling collateral.
Garments & Armor: Decidedly Tevene in flair and tailoring, Magnus usually wears defender or vanguard-style armour: boots, trousers, light mail, and leather coat. A belt wraps around his waist as well.
Inventory: The utilitarian belt around his waist contains some of his meagre belongings like metal tokens, of no value, awarded to him after winning one of his many bareknuckle matches. He sometimes has a small kit on his person as well - containing needle, thread, small splint, and clean bandages - used for the express purpose of minor self-triage. Such served him well as a fighter in the past, when a brow was split here or a finger was broken there.
Coin: Few. Magnus has a tendency to flash his smile at barmaids, flirting his way to free ale—his methods of gaining free room and board, however, would make a Chantry sister blush.
Combat Skills: Magnus is dual-wielding Warrior trained in the Way of the Reaver.
Noncombat Skills: Sweet talker. Average hunting and wilderness survival ability. Surprisingly good dancer.
Language Skills: Common Trade Tongue; Tevene.
Marital Status: Unmarried.
Faction(s): Nothing reputable. He's associated with a number of fighting rings and proving grounds within the Imperium.
Family Member(s): Unknown.
Known Associate(s): TBD.
Associated Plots: Kirkwall Restoration
Personality: Despite a competitive nature, when in the ring and when it comes to close quarter combat, he believes in good sportsmanship. Still, he sometimes enjoys making an entrance with a "go big or go home" frame of mind, too. Showmanship and ego are likewise part of his overall personality. Magnus is more interested in living in the here and now - which more often than not makes him seem incredibly selfish. He can be observant but he also gets distracted by shiny things - be they objects, notions, or people - and will sometimes quickly lose interest in the things he previously seemed so passionate about.
He does harbour a romantic side beneath his rough and rugged exterior and secretly enjoys poetry and ballads. He hums to himself often, especially when concentrating on a complicated task. He also likes to keep his hands busy, thus when idle he tends to flip a coin, or some metal token or another, artfully through his fingers - sometimes showing off by passing such back and forth between either hand, or doing other such coin tricks to entertain himself or others.
Magnus is financially motivated, and doesn't hide this about himself. Much as he enjoyed taking the win in past competitions, he was just as content to take a dive in fixed fights whenever his prior patrons requested that he do so. Often, he even made a convincing show of these defeats—later playing the wounded brute routine with sympathetic tavern maids. He has a high constitution, and requires a great deal of alcohol to get drunk. He sometimes suffers from ringing in one ear, given a cheap shot he endured from one of his intentionally thrown fights in particular. He claims that drinking "helps" to alleviate the symptom.
Backstory: Magnus grew up amongst bandits and thieves, ambushing merchants and travellers along the section of Imperial Highway that cuts through the Silent Plains. He never knew who his parents actually were. On one hand, it was wholly possible that one or both of his parents belonged to the gang of highwaymen in particular. On the other hand, it was just as likely that he may have been abducted by the outlaws—given that the band regularly took in the children that they consequently orphaned, after ambushing caravans along the highway. On one such occasion, in his youth, the outlaws assailed a merchant wagon. The bandits slew the merchant in question, though spared the life of his young, and quite beautiful, daughter. Magnus, young and impressionable as he was back then, fell for the girl all but instantly—something that she used to her advantage in order to regain her freedom. The merchant's daughter, rightfully fearing for her fate if not her virtue with being taken by the bandits, manipulated Magnus into helping her escape the highwaymen's secluded camp in the Silent Plains. The young, would-be lovers returned to Minrathous, where the girl was from and where she abruptly parted ways with Magnus—breaking his heart, and leaving him on the outs with his former gang.
Luckily for Magnus, there were many within the Imperium who had use for the muscular, and strapping, young man. For a time, he coasted on his looks alone—finding solace for his broken heart in the intimate company of slightly older women, especially young widows. In exchange for his assistance around the house, the widows offered him room and board. He would grow listless, quickly, however, and move from one woman to the next—occasionally carrying on with more than one, until each found out and kicked him out of their households. It was during those stints of being in-between homesteads that Magnus had to rely on his prior, brutish skill set to provide for himself. He'd lost the taste for banditry, however, or perhaps never truly enjoyed it. In lieu of taking up a life of crime in Tevinter, Magnus went on to find a modicum of local fame and a small fortune in the Imperium as a prizefighting, bareknuckle pugilist. In the fighting rings and the proving grounds of Tevinter, he took on the moniker of the Vandal—its double meaning was fitting given his upbringing, and given that vandal aria was also one of the few things that could thrive in blighted regions like the Silent Plains.
His glory days were short-lived, however, as Magnus accrued a number of gambling debts in the Imperium, putting him on the outs with the majority of his former associates—including those of tournament circuits. Until he can repay his debts, Magnus has been barred from any of the legitimate competitions held within Tevinter. The debts themselves are significant, and without a source of income Magnus would not be able to repay his debtors. Much to his chagrin, he's had to take up employ outside of the fighting rings as a personal guard and sometime mercenary. Neither are to his preference, as the former lacks the prestige of his days as a prizefighter while the latter oftentimes conflicts with his personal beliefs regarding fair sportsmanship. Still, a living is a living. Moreover, it hasn't helped that Magnus never actually gave up gambling either—accruing new debts just as the old ones are settled. Magnus' current occupation enables his' behaviour in some ways, given its relative stability. For a little over a decade, he's been employed by a wealthy altus family within the Imperium. His employer saw Magnus' ability as a warrior as something to be cultivated, however, which is why the same man became Magnus patron and invested in the latter's specialized training with a number of Reavers within the Imperium. To date, and if going physically toe to toe, Magnus is not a man to be trifled with. Exposure to the upper echelons of Tevinter's aristocratic society, via his patron, however, oftentimes does leave Magnus feeling like a fish out of water.