Name: Jex

Race: Argonian

Family Origins: Born within the Black Marsh with his hatchmates, at the base of a blood soaked Hist tree. Raised as a hunter and Guerrilla fighter.

Appearance:



Jex is a strange Argonian. Most of his slippery race has wiry muscle and sunken faces. Jex is taller than the average Argonian, with muscles more akin to an Orc than his brethren. His scales are a mixture of moss green and red, like a red slider turtle. He has ridges along his scales, giving him a fierce, bestial, and intimidating look. He'd be close to 6 and a half feet standing erect, though that hardly ever happens. He generally moves with a hunched gate, and often crouches. He has a powerful tail with ridges that match those upon his back and forearms.


Age: 34

Equipment:

• Steel Armor
• Iron Guantlets
• Leather breeches
• Dwarven Bow (retrieved from the Dwemer ruins)
• Orcish BattleAxe
• 42 Steel Arrows

Miscellaneous: 2 Healing potions, 1 Antidote potions, 4 pounds of jerky.

Favored Skills: Highly Proficient (Marksman, Two Handed), Moderately Proficient (Hand-to-Hand, Sneak), Somewhat Proficient (Athletics, Heavy Armor)

Crime Committed: Was paid to kill a Breton simply by the name of Bedoryan, whom he later found out was a vassal of the Count.

Character Background: Hatched in Blackmarsh, the one who would be known as Jex consumed some of the Hist sap as per custom, to determine who he would be in this life. It was as fate had it, that there had been a bit of blood mixed in with the sap. Perhaps from some predatory kill close to the Hist tree. Jex consumed it, giving his scales a reddish hue along half of his body. Perhaps it effected his size and fierce appearance as well.

It had worked with him before. He made his way into the Imperial city and tracked down an Orc fugitive, battling him viciously and deciding to not take the money for killing him, deciding that taking the Orc's axe was payment enough. Plus it was good business and advertisement. A free bounty.

He made his way towards Hammerfell and lived in Skaven for a time, working for Orc chieftan after Orc chieftan, making sure to never get into personal politics and enjoying the challenge he would get from chasing after Orcs. The one in the Imperial City had been the fight of his life, and he wanted more of it. He was one day, surprisingly given an honor by one clan, they recognizing the Axe he now wielded. Apparently the Orc from the Imperial city had been a murderer in that clan as well and fled their justice. After a few years living among them, he felt restless once more and went north, receiving a contract finding one Breton named Bedoryan, before he was imprisoned for it. The third time in captivity. Only a matter of time before he would escape once again...

Fighting Style: Tends to pick off enemies at a distance from a surprise vantage point, or at least wound them, before closing in with his Axe to execute them. However, that's not to say he needs to. He just enjoys the feeling of a good shot, and prey felled without them seeing him coming. It's why he uses traps as well. He's swift and fierce with his battle Axe, and he can fight versatile. He'll drop his Axe mid-fight and attack with his claws if very swift attacks are needed, for example. Or use his spiked and heavy tail for a surprise blow or trip up. At his core, he is beastial, and won't hesitate to rend someone with his claws and corded muscles if need be, leaping with his powerful legs.

Personality: Jex a born hunter. Patient, cunning, but brutal in his efficiency and tactics. He tends to think like a beast, doing his best not to become soft by indulging in many of society's social pastimes, though he'll not mind the occasional chat here or there. In fact he sometimes enjoys it, to add variety to his often solitary life. But he has a single minded determination for the hunt, and seethes with a simmering anger that keeps him going. He is determined, fierce, but savvy when it comes to business.

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