~Name~
Gaius Visarch

~Age~
36

~Gender~
Male

~Appearance~
Height
7'2''
Weight
275 Lbs


~Personality~
Gaius is well spoken, eloquent, and personable, as all with an esteemed background should be. Ever since he was a child, Gaius has been exposed to the mannerisms of a royal, from table manners to ballroom etiquette. Even so, he's always been a bit slower than the other folk. Something's always keeping him distracted, whether it be the birds overhead, or his own tendency to fidget when he's bored. He retains his nervous habits like a child refusing to give up his blanket.

When challenged socially, Gaius' focus overpowers his frivolous desires for freedom and adventure, quashing his aloof demeanour and turning him into a ruthless crusher of hopes and dreams. His lexicon, albeit sparse compared to some of his more esteemed family members, is ridden with ill intent, aimed to demoralise those who he considers a threatening presence. When words fail, Gaius has one final habit that seems to completely eliminate his better judgement: Cold blooded murder. Needless to say, he is not a fan of authority.

He does however, retain a strict code of morals, and views himself as righteous, knowing full well that he has weaknesses, despite refusing to acknowledge them, instead repressing his anger whenever he can.

~Equipment~

-=Claymore=-
{Roughly 5 feet of tempered steel, strong enough to cleave through a man's armour with powerful overhead swings}
{if the wielder has the appropriate amount of strength. Gaius' Claymore is plated in copper. It has a brilliant sheen to it. Gaius has an easy time wielding it, almost as if it were a short sword, at times}

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-=Chain Mail Hauberk=-
{A strong chain mail Gaius wears underneath his armour, heavy enough to completely disregard weak strikes, even
{when not protected by his plated armour}
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-=Plated Steel Armour=-
{The thickest, heaviest armour Gaius could find. It offers the utmost defensive strength, with minimal weak}
{points, without only a slight reduction in speed, and a noticeable reduction in mobility as a result}

~Strengths~

++Micro Giant++
Gaius is much taller, larger, and stronger than the average man
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++Convincing Blows++
Gaius' tongue is sharp, and under the right circumstances, he excels at a form of aggressive verbal judo
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++Focused Swordplay++
Gaius is apt with his blade, and his blade alone. Large swords, hammers, and heavy weapons in general are the only weapons he can use to any great effect

~Weaknesses~

--Sluggish--
Gaius moves a little slower than the average man due to his increased muscle mass
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--Predictable Rage--
When angered, Gaius loses some of his better qualities, becoming more predictable, easier to trick, and generally less enjoyable to be around
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--Slow Learner--
Gaius is not very bright, and learns differently from others. He would not pick up on things as well as most

~Likes/Dislikes~

<3WeaponsE>
Gaius likes slashing and smashing things. Weapons make that a lot easier!
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<3ZoologyE>
He doesn't understand any of it, but Gaius loves nature. Plants and Animals especially.
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<3Powerful WomenE>
Although he's not exactly a charmer, women have never been much of an obstacle for a 7 foot man with noble roots. Women who bite back are tempestuous adventures in their own right.
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</3ArroganceE\>
Gaius is very modest despite his upbringing and size, and absolutely despises it when people are full of themselves, especially if they pair it with talking down to people.
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</3Pointless ViolenceE\>
Despite his temper, Gaius always stands out for the righteous little people. That being said, he's not proud of his tendency to crush without remorse.
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</3GoldE\>
He's seen it everywhere since he was a boy. Golden plated armour, weapons, jewellery, or even the currency itself can put him in a sour mood, occasionally.

~History~
Born into wealth and renown is not the best way for a slow child to start out. Gaius' family, The Visarch house, are known for their political influence and particularly high standards for moral composure. Gaius never partook in any of it, even though the morals of his parents were forced him him bluntly until he turned 14. His posture and stubbornness became indicative that Gaius was meant for more, or rather, less in the world that they cherished so hypocritically.

His teens saw more joy, as Gaius was trained in swordplay. He favoured larger weapons, and excelled in his studies, both with the blade, and pen, due to his improved mood, and very patient teachers. In time, Gaius found himself wanting more, and bid his family farewell, preferring the open road to a life behind draped castle walls.

Travelling the world, Gaius knew many joys and hardships. He came face to face with evil scoundrels that saw their ends at the edge of his sword, and thankful civilians who bathed him in wealth and pleasures for his aid in times of need. Over the years, Gaius saw himself as something of a hero, but never boasted about his feats of heroism, instead sticking to the road, and offering his blade where it was needed, whenever it was needed.

With an unusual affinity for sensing the evil in the hearts of the wicked, Gaius bound himself to do what he thought to be righteous, stubbornly ramming his way through evil doers, headfirst.