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|Description=An imposing and powerfully built man, Victus' hulking frame and the battle scars splashed across his handsomely chiseled visage lend him an intimidating countenance. Even those unfamiliar with the warrior's storied history can see the tales of his victories written on his face, and his powerful arms. Tall, with skin lightly tanned by time in the sun, dark brown hair and nearly-black eyes, the soldier would be hard pressed to appear approachable even if not for his perpetually unsmiling, grim features. Weighing a couple hundred pounds without an ounce of fat upon him, Victus looks like a man that could (and almost certainly did) kill with his bare hands. | |Description=An imposing and powerfully built man, Victus' hulking frame and the battle scars splashed across his handsomely chiseled visage lend him an intimidating countenance. Even those unfamiliar with the warrior's storied history can see the tales of his victories written on his face, and his powerful arms. Tall, with skin lightly tanned by time in the sun, dark brown hair and nearly-black eyes, the soldier would be hard pressed to appear approachable even if not for his perpetually unsmiling, grim features. Weighing a couple hundred pounds without an ounce of fat upon him, Victus looks like a man that could (and almost certainly did) kill with his bare hands. | ||
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+ | {w({nA man recently returned from war. Beneath his clothing several bandages and patched up cuts can be made out. Most notably though is the fact that his right arm is currently suspended in a sling that wraps around his neck. Second most notably is the flurry of bandages that cover up his left cheek, where hints of a deep burn are scolded into the flesh.{w){n | ||
|Personality=Lord Victus Thrax knows full well where his talents lay, and they most certainly do not involve flowery speeches or clever schemes. A laconic warrior favoring (brutally) direct solutions to problems, Victus seems to represent the barbaric warrior stereotype that enemies of House Thrax decry. But he's not a truly bloodthirsty man; he simply sees no good reason to put his soldiers at risk by being foolishly merciful with defeated (but not helpless) enemies and his grimly simple outlook on the proper treatment of enemies colors his treatment of them off the field. A fiercely loyal soldier well aware of his own limitations, Victus knows he has neither the training nor the temperment for machiavellian political leadership or for limp-wristed diplomacy that caters to perfumed weaklings. Enemies of House Thrax have called Victus joyless or humorless, but that's not entirely true; give him a bloodied sword in hand, a vanquished enemy on the field, and the cheers of soldiers around him and Victus will be all smiles. | |Personality=Lord Victus Thrax knows full well where his talents lay, and they most certainly do not involve flowery speeches or clever schemes. A laconic warrior favoring (brutally) direct solutions to problems, Victus seems to represent the barbaric warrior stereotype that enemies of House Thrax decry. But he's not a truly bloodthirsty man; he simply sees no good reason to put his soldiers at risk by being foolishly merciful with defeated (but not helpless) enemies and his grimly simple outlook on the proper treatment of enemies colors his treatment of them off the field. A fiercely loyal soldier well aware of his own limitations, Victus knows he has neither the training nor the temperment for machiavellian political leadership or for limp-wristed diplomacy that caters to perfumed weaklings. Enemies of House Thrax have called Victus joyless or humorless, but that's not entirely true; give him a bloodied sword in hand, a vanquished enemy on the field, and the cheers of soldiers around him and Victus will be all smiles. | ||
|Background=Lord Victus Thrax is the very embodiment of a warrior of House Thrax. As the illegitimate son of Prince Argus Thrax, Victus might have expected a difficult childhood, but he was nonetheless raised raised in the household of his uncle the Prince Donrai Thrax and suffered few of the hardships many bastards have come to expect. Not that he had a warm, loving environment. His famously cold and stern uncle ruthlessly cultivated the hard strength expected of a Thrax man in the young Victus as he raised him, but Victus surpassed even the unreasonable expectations set for him. During his late teens serving aboard Thrax vessels, Victus demonstrated both ferocity coupled with terrifying natural talent in skirmishes against the pirates that prey upon shipping in the Saffron Chain, earning the respect (and fear) of house soldiers. While Victus had extremely little patience for scholarly works at all and would never be accused of a keen natural intellect, he proved surprisingly alert on matters of strategy and distinguished himself in several field engagements. His uncle decided to trust the baseborn warrior with command of a full company of soldiers during the Rebellion of House Tyde which proved to be one of the better investments the high lord has made in recent times, as Victus personally slew House Tyde's lord on the field, led a charge that routed the rebel forces, and was the first one over the wall in storming the rebel redoubt. For his heroism in battle, Victus was raised up to Lord Victus of House Thrax, legitimizing him even if he still stood far down the line of succession. That suits the Lord Victus just fine, as politics bores him utterly and he has considerable mixed feelings about being sent to Arx to 'round out his rough edges' and 'culture him somewhat'. The high lord told Victus that he expects him to behave in Arx and learn how to solve problems without violence. Victus supposes there's a first time for everything for a veteran of scores of battles. | |Background=Lord Victus Thrax is the very embodiment of a warrior of House Thrax. As the illegitimate son of Prince Argus Thrax, Victus might have expected a difficult childhood, but he was nonetheless raised raised in the household of his uncle the Prince Donrai Thrax and suffered few of the hardships many bastards have come to expect. Not that he had a warm, loving environment. His famously cold and stern uncle ruthlessly cultivated the hard strength expected of a Thrax man in the young Victus as he raised him, but Victus surpassed even the unreasonable expectations set for him. During his late teens serving aboard Thrax vessels, Victus demonstrated both ferocity coupled with terrifying natural talent in skirmishes against the pirates that prey upon shipping in the Saffron Chain, earning the respect (and fear) of house soldiers. While Victus had extremely little patience for scholarly works at all and would never be accused of a keen natural intellect, he proved surprisingly alert on matters of strategy and distinguished himself in several field engagements. His uncle decided to trust the baseborn warrior with command of a full company of soldiers during the Rebellion of House Tyde which proved to be one of the better investments the high lord has made in recent times, as Victus personally slew House Tyde's lord on the field, led a charge that routed the rebel forces, and was the first one over the wall in storming the rebel redoubt. For his heroism in battle, Victus was raised up to Lord Victus of House Thrax, legitimizing him even if he still stood far down the line of succession. That suits the Lord Victus just fine, as politics bores him utterly and he has considerable mixed feelings about being sent to Arx to 'round out his rough edges' and 'culture him somewhat'. The high lord told Victus that he expects him to behave in Arx and learn how to solve problems without violence. Victus supposes there's a first time for everything for a veteran of scores of battles. | ||
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Victus Thrax | |
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Social Rank | 2 |
Fealty | Thrax |
House | Thrax |
Gender | Male |
Age | 29 |
Religion | Pantheon |
Vocation | Soldier |
Height | 6'5" |
Hair Color | Steely Brown |
Eye Color | Dark Brown |
Skintone | Tan |
Family | |
Parents | Argus Thrax |
Uncles/Aunts | Donrai Thrax, Tyrgar Thrax, Dulcina Thrax |
Cousins | Elton Thrax, Lynette Thrax, Natalia Grayson, Gareth Grayson, Barric Grayson, Genevieve Thrax, Marjory Thrax, Sabella Grayson, Calain Grayson, Lou Grayson, Reese Grayson, Laric Grayson, Lark Grayson, Dominic Thrax, Ainsley Grayson, Draco Thrax, Ailys Grayson, Casivan Thrax, Alyona Thrax, Aiden Grayson, Tyrus Thrax, Darya Thrax, Gideon Thrax |
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Description
An imposing and powerfully built man, Victus' hulking frame and the battle scars splashed across his handsomely chiseled visage lend him an intimidating countenance. Even those unfamiliar with the warrior's storied history can see the tales of his victories written on his face, and his powerful arms. Tall, with skin lightly tanned by time in the sun, dark brown hair and nearly-black eyes, the soldier would be hard pressed to appear approachable even if not for his perpetually unsmiling, grim features. Weighing a couple hundred pounds without an ounce of fat upon him, Victus looks like a man that could (and almost certainly did) kill with his bare hands.
{w({nA man recently returned from war. Beneath his clothing several bandages and patched up cuts can be made out. Most notably though is the fact that his right arm is currently suspended in a sling that wraps around his neck. Second most notably is the flurry of bandages that cover up his left cheek, where hints of a deep burn are scolded into the flesh.{w){n
Personality
Lord Victus Thrax knows full well where his talents lay, and they most certainly do not involve flowery speeches or clever schemes. A laconic warrior favoring (brutally) direct solutions to problems, Victus seems to represent the barbaric warrior stereotype that enemies of House Thrax decry. But he's not a truly bloodthirsty man; he simply sees no good reason to put his soldiers at risk by being foolishly merciful with defeated (but not helpless) enemies and his grimly simple outlook on the proper treatment of enemies colors his treatment of them off the field. A fiercely loyal soldier well aware of his own limitations, Victus knows he has neither the training nor the temperment for machiavellian political leadership or for limp-wristed diplomacy that caters to perfumed weaklings. Enemies of House Thrax have called Victus joyless or humorless, but that's not entirely true; give him a bloodied sword in hand, a vanquished enemy on the field, and the cheers of soldiers around him and Victus will be all smiles.
Background
Lord Victus Thrax is the very embodiment of a warrior of House Thrax. As the illegitimate son of Prince Argus Thrax, Victus might have expected a difficult childhood, but he was nonetheless raised raised in the household of his uncle the Prince Donrai Thrax and suffered few of the hardships many bastards have come to expect. Not that he had a warm, loving environment. His famously cold and stern uncle ruthlessly cultivated the hard strength expected of a Thrax man in the young Victus as he raised him, but Victus surpassed even the unreasonable expectations set for him. During his late teens serving aboard Thrax vessels, Victus demonstrated both ferocity coupled with terrifying natural talent in skirmishes against the pirates that prey upon shipping in the Saffron Chain, earning the respect (and fear) of house soldiers. While Victus had extremely little patience for scholarly works at all and would never be accused of a keen natural intellect, he proved surprisingly alert on matters of strategy and distinguished himself in several field engagements. His uncle decided to trust the baseborn warrior with command of a full company of soldiers during the Rebellion of House Tyde which proved to be one of the better investments the high lord has made in recent times, as Victus personally slew House Tyde's lord on the field, led a charge that routed the rebel forces, and was the first one over the wall in storming the rebel redoubt. For his heroism in battle, Victus was raised up to Lord Victus of House Thrax, legitimizing him even if he still stood far down the line of succession. That suits the Lord Victus just fine, as politics bores him utterly and he has considerable mixed feelings about being sent to Arx to 'round out his rough edges' and 'culture him somewhat'. The high lord told Victus that he expects him to behave in Arx and learn how to solve problems without violence. Victus supposes there's a first time for everything for a veteran of scores of battles.