» Fri Oct 08, 2010 10:28 pm
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Name: Pegasai
Gender: Male
Age: 127
Race: Bosmer
Who you're fighting for: Valenwood
Birthsign: The Steed
Skills – 10 max – non game skills allowed: Marksmanship, Blade, Hand-to-Hand, Stealth, Tracking, Baiting, Scouting.
General Appearance: Toned and well built, a body that has been developed to last from the years of active combat and no doubt for the years that will come.
Hair: In his youth he kept it neat and tidy, tide-back into a pony tail as that was a symbol of his stature amongst his clan. After events of his past, cut his hair short and has kept it like this ever since.
Eyes: Blue eyes, not spectacular nor dull.
Weapons: Elven bow, silver dagger and Elven short-sword.
Armour/Clothing: Light clothing, dark in colour in order to blend in with the jungle. Mithril mail covers the upper-half of his body but foregoes any sort of armour the lower half of his body. He prefers the abilities to run, climb, and stalk without being hampered by clunky boots.
Other Items: N/A
Personality: Serious, stern, remorseful and filled with anger, but a skilled and talented individual who knows how do get a job done. His age and experience are a boon and commands respect from many Bosmer who look past his negatives, very few however earn his respect but those who do can certainly have something to boost about.
Brief History: Pegasai life before he took up arms against the Khajiit was a different story. He was born to one of the Valenwood Clans, a clan renowned for their archery skills. He lived a relatively quiet and peaceful life, away from war, death and famine. As he grew he stood out as one of the more talented archers, as per his clans customs, the better the archer, the longer the pony-tail. Pegasai eventually reached the status as the chieftains right hand. It was here when he met his wife, Emelin. The union resulted in a child and the future seemed set. He had the life that every Bosmer aspired, so when the bubble burst after so many years. He took it hard.
Emelin, with her son travelled with her brother to trade with another clan close to the Elsweyr boarder. They were beset upon by bandits, the attack was swift and brutal - and they were no survivors. Even worse, the bodies had been burnt upon a pile meaning Pegasai could not reclaim the bodies of his wife and son. Outraged and convinced that it was a Khajiit attack, Pegasai attempted to petition the chief for a act of retribution but since there was no prove that the assailants were Khajiit's he refused. In an act of defiance Pegasai shaved his hair. Symbolising his intend to leave the clan. He has never returned to his people since, nor has he came across another member in his travels.
Since then he has served with several parisians, outlaws and spell-swords and has fought in several skirmishes and battles and battles. As long as it gives him an opportunity to fight the Khajiit. Over the years he's gained the reputation for his prowess in combat and hate of the Khajiit, opinions on him differ. From hero, to disturber of the peace to murder. There is always some form of tag that follows Pegasai around.
Reason for Fighting: Revenge