Name: Faric (Snowfox) Phirienelle 

Age: 31 

Race: Breton 

Class: Witchhunter. Faric is especially skilled with the bow and the destruction school of magic. He also has some experience with Enchanting, Restoration, Alteration and Stealth skills. His specialty is the tracking and elimination of the undead, warlocks, and bandits. However, when the battle gets up close and personal, he falls short. In short, Faric is basically a guerilla warrior, preferring to play with his enemies mind to get the best of them/it. Most recently he has applied his skills learned throughout a hard life towards ridding Tamriel of the draconic menace that now rampages across Skyrim. 

Appearance: Faric stands at about six foot even with a thin, yet toned build. Skin pale as fine porcelain, and black hair that drapes down his neck and back in thick, wild raven black locks. His eyes are a strange, bright almost luminescent amber color. Two thick, pink scars run from his left eye down his neck and at about mid chest, along with about ten years worth of wear and scars induced by undead hunting and ruin plundering. Faric walks with a silent, eerie stance fitting of his profession. 

Personality: Faric is strange. He lives a life with little no contact with anyone outside of Dovahfeyn, and even then he only communicates as much as he needs to. Due an existence alone and away from all man/mer contact his social skills are limited. He only speaks when spoken to, or if his opinion and thoughts are relevant to the situation at hand. However, if he feels anything is unjust, he will react in a very explosive and reactionary way. "Why let speak what you feel, when you can show it? Guaranteed to produce better results." He lives his life by that quote, something he has driven into his consciousness wholly. 

Bio/History:Faric was born into a family of undead/warlock hunters in High Rock. The family enjoyed significant prestige and honor among the royal families and merchant lords, for clearing the wilds of vampires, necromancers, and werewolves. This granted them a massive amount of wealth. At a young age, his mother and father put a bow in his hands and started his magical education, focusing on Destruction and Alteration, and just enough Restoration magic to keep himself alive if the need arose. All was well for the young, if very sheltered Breton. However, when Faric turned twenty-three, the long ancient vampire families decided to strike back at their greatest nuisance and enemy, the renowned Phirienelle clan. While Faric was out on a solo hunt/mission, his entire family was murdered in a brutal retaliation, inside the walls of Wayrest. When he returned, he found his home splattered and stained with the blood of the only people he had ever known. He decided to migrate to Skyrim, where he could start anew and continue his families honor and mission. 

Equipment/Gear: Faric is clad in a full set of Scaled Horn Armor, barring the helmet. A tan hood rests on his head instead. He is armed with an Ebony Bow he reclaimed from his father after he was killed. The bow is enchanted with a Damage Stamina augment which slows down the enemies movement. He also carries a simple steel dagger stuffed in his boot. On his neck is his families insignia, which is a raven atop a tree(the tree is similar to the Gildergreen in Whiterun)crafted out of onyx and diamond inlaid on a silver pendant.

Other: Faric lives in a small cave just north of Windhelm, alone. He spends most of his time either meditating, training, or reading about the history of Tamriel. Surprisingly enough, he is very eloquent in his speech. As far as other people go, he may not have the best social skills, but he does know manners. He shows respect unless he given or shown a reason otherwise. (Will add more, if I deem it important.)