| Name |
Jarett Nazir V'urdki
| Race |
Redguard
| Sex |
Male
| Age |
28
| Appearance |
Jarett stands shorter than most Redguards, just gracing the six-foot mark. While he is not built like the usual Redguard, Jarett still sports some muscles on him that stay hidden under his beautiful coats and furs. His hair is often kept brushed and cleaned, and two golden earrings hang from his right ear. His eyes are both a different color, which he likes to flash around and flirt with anyone who he sees fit. Which is pretty much anyone. The tattoos on his face and hands are part of a large set that extends over his chest, back, arms and legs. When asked about them, he changes the story every time, like it's just a game to him.
| Personality |
A friendly fellow with no sense of danger or just pure naiveness. While Jarett knows of the cruelties and struggles of the world, he tends to turn the other cheek and see the brighter side of thigs. Growing up, he had to fight the constant glares of his father, and he coped with it by simply ignoring his problems and shoving them to the back of his mind. By doing this and not giving much care to anything around him, it has made him an easygoing person who cannot take certain things too seriously, which can annoy people in the long run.
While he is very open and honest, he keeps secrets closed to his heart while giving the impression that he is an opened book. Jarett is good with his words and lied roll off his tongue like nothing. A nice skill to have when you are on the road.
| Class |
Mage/Rouge
Major
- Destruction
- Illusion
- Sneak
Minor
- Speechcraft
- Acrobatics
- Blade
- Alteration
| Equipment |
He wears light armor under some red and black coat, black leather gloves that match his stylish boots. He insists on hiding the ugly mage robes. At his sides, he has two highly adorned daggers made of ebony. Jarett wears a golden ring that holds a minor magicka boosting enchantment and a golden necklace that holds no enchantment. He carries around a bag with a few magicka and health potions, a journal, and a heavy coin sack wrapped in some socks.
| History |
Jarett was born to a noble couple in the kingdom of Elinhir in Hammerfell. He was the fourth child and third boy to be born into his family. As a child, Jarett was considered weak and fragile with no future in fighting or wielding a weapon. He was nothing like his older brothers that showed promising signs of being great warriors like his father. Instead, Jarett stayed indoors enjoying the company of his mother, a prominent member of the Blackcaster Mages Guild. He learned from her what he could from her before she passed while giving birth to his sister. After that, his father became distant and cold to everyone in the family except his sister. Jarett saw no reason to continue to stay in a family where he was ignored so he took what he could carry in his back(and quite a bit of coin) and traveled around Hammerfell for a few years where he sought adventure and a purpose. Jarett thought it was the will of his ancestors that led him to Cyrodiil or maybe it was the need for change. He's not too sure.
Not too later he found himself entangled with the Skingrad Company, serving as one of their new members with very little training. He hopes that with a company such as this one, he will be able to learn to fight with the two sabers he stole from his father and finally prove himself. The last bit of ambition he has.
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