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Character submission: [i][b]Pascal Marduk[/b][/i]
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Name: Pascal Marduk

Appearance: Bristle white and gray hair, bony cheeks and aged eyes of a deep brown. Even though tall, he is not an imposing figure, he spends most of his time hunched over. He assumed that pose naturally, maybe due to his age, or maybe because it makes him feel more on the ready. At any rate, it became part of who he is. 
His muscles lost their strength, due to the years.

Age: 61 Male

Height: (feet or CM is fine) 190cm

Build: Regular slender build.

Weapon of choice: (No guns please). Daga, Dagger, Venom.

Amount of Yule currently in possession: 100

Current items in possession: One Potion, and a satchel with personal effects. An old Daga, very sharp, and a flask of vyper’s venom. 

Basic Skills: (Be realistic) Athletic and dexterous. He is used to snake’s venom, and (in doses) he can be immune to it. He became quite good at playing Hex (a game of card), which is a more complicated version of the Old Maid game. 

Personality:  He is oblivious to etiquette or tact. But he can be very patient. He talks in a low tone, quite smoothly and with an hint of old in his timbre. He is very thoughtful and often stops talking in order to process a thought, and often talks in philosophical adagio. He wants redemption for his past life.

Occupation before joining the guild: Entertainer - Tumbler, Thief, Wanderer.

Basic origin story: [hider] Since young age, Pascal used to work in a travelling circus as a tumbler. At age 20, he left, and joined bad companies. His acrobatics skills gave him value in the eyes of the underworld lords. He was used to infiltrate and steal items of value from rich mansions. He became a renown thief. Once though, he was charged with retrieving a relic from the Comity’s chambers. Inside of the vault though, he found a fierceful fighter guarding the item: the Guild Master himself. The two crossed blades, and soon Pascal was defeated. But Ares recognized something in him and spared his life, only to invite him to redeem his life by serving the mercenary group he was part of. Pascal escaped, probably mostly due to the Guild Master’s pity. Pierced by the Master’s words and glare, he made a vow: to prove he was better then the rat he had become, that his destiny was not to die a rat. He was 43 at the time, then he spent 7 years traveling in search of his true destiny. 

One day he noticed a snake, curled up on a sunny rock. The animal raised his head hissing. Pascal swiftly tried to grab its tail but the snake was faster and stung him. In the moments of pain that followed Pascal hallucinated, and saw the snake slithering away, drawing beautiful strokes on the ground. He got up and followed the strokes with his feet as if in a dance. Then he collapsed. Luckily for him a traveller found him unconscious and healed him. They became fast friends. Lucius was the name of the traveller. Pascal learned a lot from that episode. The path of the snake was now set in front of him: steady and majestic the snake attacks only to protect or hunt he thought, it stays invisible until it is time to strike, using the environment to their advantage. He studied the animal’s movements in his travel and its hunting techniques, incorporating them in his style of fighting. But this was also a discipline and a philosophy for him. 

When Pascal joined the guild, then, he was almost 60, called by the same young man he once met, Ares. He was now at the head of a group of people defending the world and protecting those in need. [/hider]

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I am open to suggestion and refinement. Hope this character is good for the game.
 
Just curious about the setting: how much technology is around and how many Yule should a person have to be considered actually rich?